Li Chaohua seemed to sense that Qin Fan had something on his mind.
He smiled and said: "From a personal perspective, I feel the same way as you."
"However, he has traveled thousands of miles to come here, and we cannot turn him away."
"A great man once said that we should try our best to fight for all the forces that are beneficial to us."
"This time he took the initiative to come to our door, so we treated it as a political mission to complete."
"Treating him is also a matter of diplomacy, but just treat him if you can, and don't be too pushy."
"Ok, I see."
Qin Fan still agreed with this principle.
At this time, Secretary Gao Xinyuan pushed the door open and came in.
Tan Guanying followed closely behind.
Seeing Tan Guanying arriving, Qin Fan stood up.
"Oh, Comrade Guanying, then you and Mr. Qin can go together." Li Chaohua stood up and said.
Tan Guanying nodded.
Afterwards, she took Qin Fan and secretary Xiaoqiu to the first floor in the elevator, where the department's official car was already waiting.
Get in the car and go to the State Guesthouse.
A few dozen minutes later, we arrived at the State Guesthouse, passed through security check, and then entered the internal road.
Finally, the official car stopped in front of Building No. 5.
The three of them got out of the car and walked up the steps. Secretary Xiao Qiu knocked on the door.
The door opened, revealing a blond and blue-eyed foreigner. He was Johnston, the U.S. Ambassador to China.
"Oh, it's Vice Minister Tan, come in quickly!"
It was Johnston who contacted the doctor for treatment for Pearson, so he knew Tan Guanying.
Johnston turned sideways to let several people into the living room.
Walking into the living room, the decoration here is still based on Chinese tradition.
"Qin...Mr. Qin?!" A slightly surprised voice sounded in the living room.
Qin Fan took a closer look and was immediately stunned.
What a coincidence, the person speaking turned out to be Walter Raphael.
"Dr. Raphael, do you know him?" Johnston asked in surprise.
Walter Raphael nodded.
How could he not know him? He was so familiar with Qin Fan.
From walnut branches and eggs, to willow bone setting, and later I met Qin Fan at the Royal Medical College.
This witch doctor in his eyes was something Walter Raphael would never forget.
It seems that in the hands of a witch doctor, nothing is impossible.
But he didn't expect that it would be Qin Fan who came to treat Speaker Pearson.
Johnston turned around and introduced the people from Mi Fang.
On the Chinese side, Xiao Qiu was the translator, and I have to say that Tan Guanying was a very good secretary.
I don’t even need to translate when I go out.
In the middle of the sofa is a foreigner in his sixties with only light silver-white hair.
However, the other person's forehead and neck were covered in sweat, and he kept wiping them with paper towels.
It's only March, and the temperature inside the room is not high. On the contrary, it's a little lower than the temperature outside.
But the other party's performance was that he was sweating profusely.
On the other hand, everyone else is normal.
He is former Speaker of the House of Representatives Pearson.
Xiaoqiu dutifully introduced several people from Huaxia.
Afterwards, both parties got down to business.
Pearson's personal secretary, Anderson, who was in his forties, introduced Pearson's condition.
He nodded slightly to Tan Guanying, "Vice Minister Tan, thank you for your assistance."
"Mr. Pearson started sweating a year ago. He only sweated during the day but not at night."
"After diagnosis by Western medicine, the cause was unknown and I was very distressed. We thought of traditional Chinese medicine in your country."
"It is said that science knows no borders. Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they have only one goal: to treat diseases and save people."
Qin Fan heard Anderson say that science knows no borders.
I was secretly laughing in my heart, this was such a huge irony.
He still remembered that Pearson called for a technological blockade against China a year ago.
When it comes to treatment, there are no borders.
He thought that many public figures in China often advocated that science has no borders, music has no borders, and medicine has no borders.
Qin Fan cursed in his heart, bullshit! Why haven't I seen anyone share science and technology with all mankind?
Anderson added: "Mr. Qin, here are various examination reports on Western medicine. Do you need to see them?"
Qin Fan waved his hand, "No, I just want to ask Mr. Pearson."
He asked in fluent English, "Mr. Pearson, you have been sweating now. What are your symptoms?"
Pearson was slightly startled. He seemed not to have expected that Qin Fan could speak standard English.
"Well, I feel flustered, short of breath, weak, and have a heavy chest."
"Okay, I understand." Qin Fan said.
Immediately, Walter Raphael blinked his old eyes again, now you know?
"Mr. Qin, don't you feel your pulse?"
Qin Fan said with a half-smile: "Dr. Raphael, feeling the pulse is just a way of diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine."
"Mr. Pearson's symptoms are so obvious. As a doctor of medicine, you can't see it, right?"
Walter Raphael blushed, how could he not see it, but he couldn't stop sweating.
He didn't object to Qin Fan's words, "Can Mr. Qin do anything to treat it?"
Qin Fan smiled.
"It's not that there is no way, but Mr. Pearson will most likely dislike it."
When Pearson heard this, he became energetic.
Anderson quickly asked: "Mr. Qin, how do you treat it? As long as you don't eat bark and grass roots, and you don't eat insect eggs and insects."
Qin Fan glanced at the other party and shook his head.
"I'm sorry, then I can't cure it."
Pearson frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Qin, aren't there many methods in Chinese medicine?"
It was obvious that there was some dissatisfaction in his tone.
Tan Guanying didn't say anything. She had been with Qin Fan several times and already knew that Qin Fan was very measured in his actions.
Qin Fan smiled lightly.
"There are many methods in traditional Chinese medicine, but they cannot cure Mr. Pearson's sweating."
"If you don't eat bark, grass roots, and insect eggs, I don't understand it."
"Are the vegetables that humans eat not grasses and roots, the pork, mutton, and beef we eat not animals, and the eggs we eat not eggs?"
He smiled and asked Walter Raphael, "Dr. Raphael, you Europeans don't just breathe air, do you?"
Walter Raphael's face paused.
Qin Fan did not ask Pearson, but asked him this difficult question.
Pearson and Anderson were also a little embarrassed.
This Qin Fan speaks sharply. On the surface, it is just a discussion, but every word is full of thorns.
Pearson coughed a few times and said, "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, it seems I have a misunderstanding about Chinese medicine."
"Mr. Pearson, if you agree to my treatment, I will have someone prepare the medicine." Qin Fan said.
Pearson nodded while wiping sweat.
This sweating really tortured him to the point of death.
Regardless of the season, it is especially serious in summer, and summer is coming again.
Qin Fan whispered a few words to Xiao Qiu, and Xiao Qiu's expression was obviously stagnant, which was strange.
But he nodded, turned around and went out.
Walter Raphael asked: "Mr. Qin, I wonder how long it will take to see the effect of your treatment?"
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Mr. Pearson's situation has been recorded in our traditional Chinese medicine thousands of years ago."
"And the treatment is very simple. After taking the medicine, it usually takes about 2 hours to take effect!"
Walter Raphael's eyes flickered and he looked at Qin Fan suspiciously.
To be honest, he is always cautious when talking to Qin Fan now, lest he accidentally be tricked by Qin Fan again.