Ye Fan originally didn't want to get too involved in the affairs of Ye Tianci and Yan Minghou, but when he saw that she was burning the flames of war on him, he stopped.
Ye Tianci hurriedly echoed: "Empress Ming, what's the shame? My eldest brother is a hero and is loved by many people."
"Love?
hero?
That is the ignorance of the Chinese people."
Yan Minghou looked at Ye Fan and sneered: "In the civilized world, Ye Fan has long been nailed to the pillar of shame. Billions of people have spurned him and condemned him."
"He now has the ability to leave China and give it a try out of Baocheng, and he is guaranteed to be successful."
"People who are not of my race are not allowed to be treated. How can you do such a narrow-minded thing?"
"Whatever you look at, the quality of people abroad is higher than that of China. Have you ever heard that people from China go to foreign countries for medical treatment, and they won't let them in?"
"Everything is fair in foreign countries, but what about you, Mark?"
"Relying on my medical skills, I just put on airs and took advantage of this opportunity to gain fame. I didn't even treat the car accident patients who were delivered to my door."
"You really disgrace China."
Yan Minghou had the courage to fight with the heroes and continued: "I tell you, China's medical skills have always lagged behind the world, because there are too many narrow-minded people like you."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "You think China's medical skills are lagging behind, so why are you angry that I don't treat foreigners?"
"You——" Yan Minghou was speechless for a moment, but then changed the topic: "Being behind is one thing, but not being able to see a doctor is another."
"Medical skills have no borders. It belongs to the whole world. It belongs to the East and the West. You have no right to hide it."
"If you have acquired superb medical skills through trickery, you should treat anyone, and you have no right to refuse foreigners."
Yan Minghou was aggressive: "You must learn to share the achievements of civilization in the world. Only in this way can human beings be better able to deal with the disease."
"Look at this influenza pandemic in the Western world. It was originally going to kill a million people, but as a result, the Western world shared medical skills and only 120,000 died."
"Only 120,000 people died, a full 880,000 people died, which is equal to the population of a small city..." Yan Minghou almost screamed: "Can't this great victory still shock you, remind me
Are you aware of yourself?"
In her opinion, it would be extremely treasonous for Ye Fan's superb medical skills not to serve the Western world.
"Actually, you can say that originally there were 100 million dead, but now there are only 120,000, and 99.88 million fewer people died..." Ye Fan joked: "This victory will be greater."
"Shut up, that's science, you know nothing."
Yan Minghou became angry and said, "Do you think people like your country like to exaggerate?"
Ye Fan was too lazy to argue: "You mean, doctors have no right to refuse patients, and medical skills must be shared before they can get in?"
Yan Minghou snorted: "That's right."
"If you think so, can I think that if I gather a hundred patients and ask Mr. Childs by your side to treat them, he can't refuse?"
Ye Fan asked back: "At the same time, he also has an obligation to share the achievements of the International Medical Association with Chinese doctors so that the achievements of world civilization can be further developed?"
"Godsend, call all the major hospitals in Baocheng and tell them that Dr. Childs will not refuse any patient."
He tilted his head slightly.
Ye Tianci instinctively picked up the phone.
"Stop -" Yan Minghou grabbed Ye Tianci's cell phone, stared at Ye Fan and gritted his teeth: "Chades is of course willing to share civilization, but sharing does not mean free sharing."
"They have spent a lot of manpower and material resources to obtain medical skills and results. If they share them, they will be charged according to the rules."
"If we don't charge money, who will improve medical skills and research results in the future?"
"How can human beings progress if there is no one to improve and study?"
"Chades charges 10,000 US dollars for a medical visit, and various medical results range from 10 million to 1 billion. Are you sure Baocheng patients and hospitals can afford it?"
She looked at Mark with disdain.
"I see."
Ye Fan was very humble: "I am not of my race and cannot be treated. It is indeed a bit narrow-minded. I still have to integrate with the world."
"Godsend, call me Jin Zhilin, smash that sign and replace it with a new one."
"If you are not of my race, the consultation fee is 100 million."
He smiled at Yan Minghou: "After all, if you don't charge any money, how can I improve my medical skills and research results in the future?"
Yan Minghou's pretty face was furious: "Ye Fan, don't be so messy. How can your medical skills be compared with those of Chaders and others?"
"It is a great honor for you to serve the people of the West."
"If you don't open it for free, I will use my connections to block your medical clinic."
She threatened Ye Fan: "Don't forget, our Yan family is a tycoon in the pharmaceutical industry in Baocheng."
"The Yan family can give it a try. If we can seal off our medical clinic, we can call you my aunt!"
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally, and then tilted his head to Ye Tianci: "You have two choices now. One is to pay the bill, but don't call me big brother in the future."
"The second is to leave with me."
Ye Fan's words were concise and to the point: "Keep your last bit of dignity and integrity."
Yan Minghou stared at Ye Tianci and said coldly: "Would you like to follow him and try?"
Ye Tianci sweated on his forehead and struggled, but in the end he lowered his head and left with Ye Fan.
Yan Minghou became angry: "Ye Tianci, don't be ignorant. If I don't marry you, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life."
Ye Fan responded unceremoniously: "Being a bachelor is better than wearing a hat every day."
"Boy, how are you talking?
What qualifications do you have to teach Miss Yan a lesson?"
At this time, Chades, who had been watching the show, stepped forward, hugged Yan Ming and pointed at Ye Fan: "I advise you to apologize immediately."
"Otherwise, I will join forces with all members of Medical International to put pressure on Baocheng to ban your medical clinic, and then revoke your medical license so that you will be unable to practice medicine for the rest of your life."
"Don't question what I say, Chads. I always tell the truth, and everything I brag about comes true."
Chades looked at Ye Fan in awe.
The more than twenty foreign men and women around him also sneered and stared at Ye Fan, who was overestimating his abilities.
Ye Fan may be somewhat capable in China, but compared with the wealthy and noble royal family like Chades, he is still far behind.
Ye Fan looked at the young man Nan Han like a fool. He wanted to get angry but was struck by a smile.
Yan Minghou sneered and watched the show quietly. The more people Ye Fan offended, the faster he would die.
Ye Fan looked at the aloof Chades, the undisguised joking in his eyes made the originally proud nephew of the royal family feel frightened.
However, he considered himself a nephew of the royal family, an international medical director, and a distinguished guest after Yan Ming Dynasty, so there was no need to be afraid.
So Chades put on a straight face and snorted: "What?
Didn’t you hear what I said?”
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Chades?
Very awesome?"
Chades hugged Yan Ming and Hou Niu sneered: "Swiss royal family, director of the International Medical Association, and the new president of the Asian Red Cross, Chades."
He looked at Mark provocatively: "What?
Do you want to touch me?
Come on."
Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and looked at Chades: "You have begged me, but I don't move you. Isn't it too rude?"
He dialed Brooke's number, and after being connected, he said calmly: "International Medical Association, there is a man called Chaddes, who has a very bad character."
Brooke learned Ye Fan's medical skills, which not only made Apollo the best in the world, but also became a powerful international medical president.
After giving the instructions, Ye Fan put away his phone and smiled lightly: "Chades, you are going to be removed from International Medical."
Yan Minghou sneered at Ye Fan: "Pretend, pretend, keep pretending."
"A little sensationalist Chinese doctor pretends to be just like the president of the International Medical Association."
Chaddes also ridiculed: "If you can get someone to fire me, I will kneel down and call you daddy."
The more than twenty foreign companions also smiled and said nothing, their eyes full of contempt and disapproval, obviously thinking that Ye Fan was just showing off.
"bite!"
Just then, Chad's cell phone rang. He glanced at it and picked it up to answer it.
Upon hearing this, his face turned as pale as gray and his hands were shaking! Yan Minghou hurriedly pulled Chaddes: "Chades, what's wrong?"
Chades looked sad: "The International Medical Association... has fired me..." After Yan Ming, they were all dumbfounded.
