Chapter seven hundred and fifty seventh Western medicine first person
Lin Fan nodded. He didn't want to lie to the child, and he wouldn't be able to hide anything when he got to the hospital.
After all, Wenwen is already five years old and is not a child who doesn't understand anything.
However, he still comforted Wenwen: "Don't worry, Wenwen, because Uncle Xiaofei will cure you, and you will meet your mother again soon."
"Well, Wenwen trusts Uncle Xiaofei and knows that Uncle Xiaofei will never lie to Wenwen." Wenwen said innocently.
Lin Fan was a little sad. He still couldn't figure out what the new coronavirus was. If the disease occurred quickly, even if he could find a cure, he might not be able to catch up with the speed of treatment. Therefore, he must now fight with
It's a race against time to find a cure as quickly as possible.
So Lin Fan said to the officials with great solemnity: "You can take the child away, but I must personally take care of her and be responsible for his treatment."
"this……"
The official hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "May I ask which hospital you are a doctor from?"
"I am not a doctor in the hospital, but I know President Qin Jinmin of the Central Hospital, and I also know medical skills." Lin Fan replied.
You and Qin Jinmin know a lot of people, but who knows what your relationship is?
The official's heart felt dark, but he said, "I need to talk to Dean Qin personally before I can decide whether to agree to this."
Officials are also experienced officials, so naturally they will not believe Lin Fan's words.
"no problem!"
Lin Fan didn't care at all, because as long as Qin Jinmin knew about this, he would definitely not reject his suggestion.
"May I ask what your name is sir?"
"Duan Fei!"
Soon, the officials dialed Qin Jinmin's phone number.
When Qin Jinmin heard Duan Fei's name, he immediately agreed to the conditions stated by the official on the phone.
No one knows better than him how advanced Lin Fan's medical skills are. If Lin Fan joins the team, he might be able to help a lot.
That's right, it can only help. Qin Jinmin doesn't think Lin Fan can find a cure for the new coronavirus.
In fact, there is currently no treatment for this virus, only defense.
Even Lin Fan is afraid that there is nothing he can do.
After making the call, the official put down his cell phone and looked at Lin Fan with an incredulous look. Although Qin Jinmin did not tell him Lin Fan's specific identity, the tone of the other party's words showed his admiration for Mr. Duan.
and respectful.
With Qin Jinmin nodding his head, the next step would naturally be easy.
"Is there anyone in there?"
On a certain floor of a community, staff from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, wearing strict protective clothing, knocked on one of the doors.
But it was silent inside, not a single voice could be heard.
The staff suddenly frowned.
Could it be that the person hasn't come back yet and is not in the house?
After all, Secretary Yang had just announced the news of closing the city not long ago, and some people had not rushed back yet.
Therefore, the staff could only check other occupied households first.
After there was no movement outside the door, Zhou Haibo rested his back against the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was winter, he seemed to feel a cold sweat on his back.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to speak out, it’s just that he is afraid to speak out, because as long as he opens the door and opens the door, people from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention will immediately detect that he is carrying the new coronavirus, and he will definitely be forcibly taken away and quarantined by the people from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.
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Remembering that when he was in the United States, almost everyone infected with the virus had an attack, but he survived without having an attack. This made him think that God had given him a chance to continue living, and he almost experienced death once.
I feel I cherish my life.
If he is isolated, he can only be locked up in a dark night and a hopeless space waiting for death alone. Such a life is not what he wants.
Toot toot…
At this moment, Zhou Haibo's cell phone rang.
Seeing that it was the familiar mobile phone number again, Zhou Haibo quickly hung up the phone, but after a while, it rang again.
In the end, Zhou Haibo hesitated and finally connected.
The call came from his mentor, William Smith, an American who had always been kind to him and was his mentor in college.
In addition to being the most powerful surgeon in the world, William Smith also serves as an academician of the American Medical College, and Zhou Haibo is his student and the student he is most satisfied with.
Although William Smith is an American, he does not have any racial discrimination. He always only cares about who has great abilities.
This is also the reason why Zhou Haibo, a Chinese, was highly regarded by William Smith.
After Zhou Haibo graduated, he joined the American Medical Association on the recommendation of his mentor William Smith.
As the first person in Western medicine, William Smith has a very high reputation around the world. With such a mentor personally recommending him, even the American Medical Association has to sell it.
Moreover, Zhou Haibo's medical level is also very good. Excluding the fact that he is not an American, he is fully qualified to join their American Medical Association.
Therefore, Zhou Haibo knew that he was able to enter the American Medical Association only because his mentor played a key role in it. Therefore, Zhou Haibo was not only grateful to William Smith, but also very respectful.
During this period, the reason why he was unwilling to answer calls from his mentor was because he was afraid that his behavior would disappoint his mentor.
After all, it was his mentor who recommended him to enter the American Medical Association, and he finally fled the institute because he was afraid of the terrible virus like the new coronavirus.
"Teacher!" Zhou Haibo called out anxiously.
"Thank God, Zhou, you are still alive!" William Smith said excitedly.
Zhou Haibo originally thought that his mentor's first words would be to scold him, but unexpectedly, nothing happened as he thought.
"Teacher! I'm sorry!" Zhou Haibo said with a choked tone.
During this period of time, he was under various pressures, especially his mother who was infected and was on the verge of collapse. Now that he heard his mentor's caring words, he was naturally very moved, and the emotions in his heart seemed to be released from a flood.
The gate tilts down.
"What's wrong, Zhou, what happened? They told me you were missing?"
Hearing Zhou Hai's crying voice, William Smith asked doubtfully on the phone.
A few days ago, William Smith suddenly called his student Zhou Haibo, but he didn't know why he couldn't get through. After calling the institute and asking about it, he learned that his student Zhou Haibo was missing.
When he asked the institute why his students were missing, the institute was hesitant and refused to tell him the truth.
So he desperately called Zhou Haibo, but unfortunately, Zhou Haibo didn't answer his call from beginning to end.
Hearing his mentor's question, Zhou Haibo was stunned for a moment. Doesn't his mentor still know what happened?
In fact, it’s not that William Smith didn’t know yet, it’s just that he is still in China and in the East China Sea, so he doesn’t know what the situation in the United States is now.
Moreover, although the United States has currently blocked Las Vegas, it has not informed the public of the actual situation, so the current American people have no idea what happened.
Zhou Haibo probably guessed why the institute said this. After all, an unknown virus suddenly started to spread in the city. Once it was known to the public, they would immediately panic.
The institute didn't want to take the responsibility of leaking the secret, so it could only tell his mentor that he was missing.
"Teacher, I..."
When Zhou Haibo heard this, he didn't know how to explain it. Once he explained the truth, he was afraid that his mentor would be disappointed in him.
"Zhou, is there anything you can't tell your mentor? You are my most proud disciple, and no one cares more about your current situation than me!" William Smith said with great concern.
Zhou Haibo was moved again after hearing this, and finally decided to tell the truth. Even if he was scolded by his mentor, he did not want to let down his mentor's concern.
"Teacher, actually, I am not missing, but I have returned to my hometown."
"Your hometown? Are you talking about the city of Donghai in China?" William Smith thought for a while and said.
He remembered that his students were from here.
It is the economic center of China and one of the international financial centers.
However, there was some nervousness in his tone, because not long ago, the top official of Donghai announced a shocking news: a virus called the new coronavirus is spreading.
When he heard the news, he did not immediately want to leave Donghai. Instead, he took the initiative to go to the central hospital and decided to do his part.
If his students were in the East China Sea at the moment, the chance of being infected would be very high, and he couldn't afford not to worry.
"Yes!" Zhou Haibo replied affirmatively.
William Smith was a little silent when he heard this, really worried about what might happen.
Seeing that his mentor didn't speak for a long time, Zhou Haibo called out with some anxiety, "Mentor!"
Only then did William Smith come back to his senses, sighed and said, "Do you understand what your highest officer here just announced?"
Zhou Haibo was shocked, "Teacher, how do you know this?"
In such a short period of time, let alone the United States, even the whole of China may not have known about this news, because when William Smith asked this, how could Zhou Haibo not be shocked?
"Because I am also in Donghai, and I am currently in the Central Hospital!" William Smith said in shocking words.
"What?"
Zhou Haibo was really shocked. He didn't expect that his mentor was also in Donghai.
"Teacher, what are you doing at the Central Hospital? Are you also infected?" Zhou Haibo asked worriedly.
"No, I'm not infected. I'm just here to help. After all, as a doctor, if something like this happens, I need to do my part." William Smith said in denial.
But just such a sentence made Zhou Haibo ashamed. When facing the virus, he chose to retreat and escape, but his mentor faced it bravely.
William Smith obviously didn't know what Zhou Haibo was thinking, and suddenly remembered what he had asked before.
So he said: "Since you have returned to China, why did the research team tell me that you are missing?"