After saying this, Wei Liang pulled his suitcase and left the hotel in a hurry.
At this time, Smith felt as if he had been humiliated.
Just as he was stunned for a moment, Wei Liang had already left the hotel.
He looked down at the box of Jiu Xuan Zai Zao Pills on the table, feeling extremely angry. He raised his hand and threw the box of pills into the trash can, and said angrily as if to vent his anger: "What bullshit Zai Zao Pills, they are all fucking shit."
!In order to treat my son, I have spent millions of dollars trying various cutting-edge technologies! Even if the president has cancer, he will never get more treatment than my son! After spending so much effort, he will be cured.
If you don't like him, how can this kind of bullshit Chinese patent medicine be cured well?"
At this time, the public relations staff who had been hiding behind and did not come out to disturb the two people hurriedly came out and asked: "Mr. Smith, what happened? Mr. Wei is gone?"
Smith said angrily: "He's gone!"
The publicist asked awkwardly: "The meal is almost ready, how about I serve yours first?"
"Damn it!" Smith cursed irritably: "I've wanted to tell you for a long time that your chef's cooking is 10,000 times worse than shit! If it weren't for making money, I would have fucking cooked him a long time ago
The food was stuffed into his butt!"
The public relations staff was stunned for a moment, never dreaming that Smith, who had always been a gentle gentleman, would be so angry.
But he also understood very well that Smith must be in a very bad mood, and nothing he could say at this time could offend him.
So he hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Mr. Smith, please don't worry, we will definitely replace the chef next time. At that time, we will invite a French Michelin star chef from New York to come over and serve you personally."
Smith shook his head and said coldly: "No need."
At this point, he became slumped and said with red eyes: "This is the last time I will cooperate with you. If anything like this happens again, don't come to me again..."
At this moment, Smith knew deep down in his heart that his son was hopeless.
Although he just told Wei Liang that he hoped to continue treating his son with Novartis Pharmaceuticals' T-cell immunotherapy worth $470,000, he knew very well that the so-called cutting-edge technology was far from the nemesis of cancer.
It only has good therapeutic effects on blood cancers and lymphomas, but its effect on solid tumors is very average.
For patients with end-stage solid tumors, this immunotherapy, which costs $470,000 a time, is just a joke and has minimal effect.
To use an inappropriate metaphor, it is like the wind can easily blow away a fart, but it is difficult to completely blow away a piece of shit.
In addition, he is now destitute and it is difficult to raise US$470,000 for the next treatment.
Smith's usual income is very high, and his family also has very complete medical insurance. However, the medical insurance covers only those treatments that have been officially put into commercial use and have been included in the medical insurance coverage.
In order to save his son's life, Smith has been taking advantage of his own convenience to gain access to the world's most advanced medical technologies, even many of which are still in the experimental stage.
That kind of medical treatment is extremely costly, and medical insurance doesn’t care about it at all and won’t pay a penny.
So, over the past few years, Smith invested millions of dollars in assets.
Moreover, at least half of this is gray income similar to today's.
Right now, he can no longer afford it.
What's more, he knew very well that his son's condition had begun to take a turn for the worse, with blindness and deafness coming one after another.
According to this trend, one month is already the best situation.
If it's a little worse, you may not even be able to survive a week.
Under this circumstance, there is really no need for him to continue to earn such extra money.
The public relations person was still thinking about how to persuade him, but he had already stood up, turned around and was about to walk out.