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- Update time: 2012-10-19
"This is my attitude towards life." Zhang Qiang did not give in at all.
"Hmph, you are the one who committed the crime, wait and see." The officer said harshly, pushed Zhang Qiang away and left angrily.
Zhang Qiang¡¯s back was straight and stubborn.
"Boy, you are very good and tough." The giant gave Zhang Qiang a thumbs up.
"Everyone is equal before life."
"Okay." The giant patted Zhang Qiang on the shoulder.
Yang Zongbao sat on the ruins. The officer handed him a cigarette and started smoking with Yang Zongbao.
"Thank you." The officer relaxed temporarily.
"Why are you thanking me? It's my duty." Yang Zongbao quickly finished smoking a cigarette.
"What do you want to do most now?" the officer asked.
"It'll be nice if I can get some sleep." Yang Zongbao patted his butt and stood up. Before leaving, he handed Zhang Qiang a number: "Call this if you have anything to do."
Zhang Qiang said goodbye to Yang Zongbao happily.
After returning to the hospital camp, I found that the hamster was also back.
"Parasites were found in fish eggs. What is very strange is that they are still alive and did not die due to the poisoning of the fish. Instead, they survived in the form of spores, which is what we can understand as hibernation. . Once it encounters a suitable environment, it will wake up and reproduce quickly. I have reason to believe that the human eye is the best place for this parasite to live." The hamster said quickly and excitedly about his discovery. .
"Wait a minute, how does this parasite spread? I mean is the God of Cookery contagious now?" Yang Zongbao interrupted the hamster.
"Uh" Hamster didn't expect Yang Zongbao to ask this. He was stunned for a moment and then reacted: "It stands to reason. The initial guess is that it is transmitted through the feces of the God of Cookery."
"Then what are you waiting for? Is this your first time out of school? Do you still need me to teach you how to do it?" Yang Zongbao said.
"But there is no right medicine." The hamster felt a little aggrieved.
"Can't we take routine prevention first? You know that a major epidemic is likely to occur after a major disaster. Don't you need to take precautions? While routine prevention is in progress, wouldn't it be good to find specific drugs against this parasite?"
"I'm sorry, it was my fault." The childlike look on his hamster-like face finally disappeared, and he immediately left the tent.
"President, you are too strict. The hamster is only 22 years old." The God of Cookery felt that Yang Zongbao was a little cruel to the God of Cookery: "Besides, I know that my feces may be contagious, so I have been burying it deeply these days, President. No need to worry."
¡°It¡¯s better to worry more when you can worry.¡± Yang Zongbao also left the tent.
In the tent, Sadako was applying medicine to the God of Cookery: "You said that the president is harsh on hamsters, but have you ever thought that your expectations of the president are too high?"
"What do you mean?" The God of Cookery closed his eyes, his eyes burning.
"The president is only 23 years old this year. Have you forgotten? As a doctor, the first thing to consider is all aspects of the reasons. So I think the president's attitude towards the hamster is not wrong. The hamster has always been too dependent on the president, what happened? It¡¯s all up to the president to do what he says. Although he has expertise and skills in this area, he can¡¯t do it alone.¡± Sadako said slowly.
"But that's the president." The God of Cookery later felt that he was not convincing at all.
"It's because the president has done so well. So far he has always been in front of us and has not made any mistakes. We all think that he will never make mistakes. But you and I have forgotten that no matter how powerful the president is, Individuals. Besides Hamster, we are all older than the president, and no one has the right to seek forgiveness in front of the president because of the president¡¯s perfection, so we should be perfect.¡±
"Is this the reason why you changed?" The God of Cookery still remembers how Sadako got her nickname.
"What do you think?" Sadako bandaged the God of Cookery's eyes and pressed them hard as if to be a prank.
The God of Cookery jumped away wailing: "Do you want to murder me?"
"Don't worry, press your eyes. Even if your heart stops beating, believe me, you won't die." Sadako's words are not exaggerated at all. Some people can indeed control life and death, and play with life in the midst of applause.
After Yang Zongbao came out of the tent, he didn't know what he needed to do. There were temporary wires and lights everywhere. To be honest, there was very little work that Yang Zongbao could do next. The victims had been transferred to hospitals in other places one after another, and some were even transferred to Kyoto and other larger provincial capitals. The city receives treatment, and the surrounding hospitals cannot handle so many seriously ill patients. Those who are currently staying in the disaster area also need toCarry out post-disaster reconstruction work, and be alert to major epidemics after a major disaster. Plague and cholera are the first to be prevented, so hamsters will be more effective here at this time. In addition, Yang Zongbao himself is just a doctor, he can only treat diseases and save people, and other things are indeed of little effect.
"Yang, are you here?" George came anyway.
"What's going on?" Yang Zongbao was gathering strength to face what was going to happen next.
"You are lazy and let me face reporters alone?" George was a little dissatisfied.
"Oh." Yang Zongbao showed little interest.
"What's the matter? Yang." George noticed something was wrong with Yang Zongbao.
Yang Zongbao spoke slowly: "I have seen too many deaths this week, and I feel that my ability is a bit insignificant. Human beings are like naked babies in front of nature, very fragile."
"Yang" George didn't know how to untie Yang Zongbao's knot.
"There was a time when I thought I was omnipotent and could succeed in everything. I could save people in a matter of minutes, and I thought I was really a God on earth. But this time I realized that I was nothing. There were still so many people who died, so many people died. No matter how painful it is, it¡¯s still painful.¡±
"Think on the bright side, you have saved many people." George interrupted Yang Zongbao to feel sorry for himself.
"Well, we saved a lot of people." Yang Zongbao smiled: "Let's go, I'm leaving. I'll leave this to Hamster, I believe he will find a solution."
"Leave now? The media still wants to interview you, saying that you are a doctor favored by God." George didn't understand why Yang Zongbao gave up this opportunity.
"Maybe George, your feelings are not as deep as mine. They are my compatriots." After Yang Zongbao said this, he and George missed each other: "Go back early, that is our main battlefield."
""
Yang Zongbao walked directly to the site where the trucks transporting supplies were staying. Man Yue had already been waiting in a truck.
"Let's go." Yang Zongbao said to Man Yue as soon as he got in the car.
"" Man Yue didn't talk nonsense and drove directly.
"You are going back to the United States."
"Well. I will leave after I deliver you safely this time." Man Yue looked forward: "Paul has a subject that I am interested in, so I want to stay there and finish it."
"I know, what topic? Are you going to compete for the Nobel Prize?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Well, the human body's organs repair themselves by implanting specific genes." Man Yue said that the research topic has become slightly more popular, and she no longer looks like a robot girl.
"It's a good topic. How come the sequence of genes has been clearly studied?"
"No, it's totally a hard recommendation. There is no opportunism." Man Yue paused: "The Nobel Prize will discriminate against Chinese people."
"I know you are doing everything, but since Paul is able to become famous all over the world, he still has his own abilities, and we should also see his advantages. The Nobel Prize is discriminatory against Chinese people. According to their selection standards, Chinese people have long been I was able to win the Nobel Prize in Medicine because the current main treatment drug for diabetes, insulin, was discovered by Chinese people and was the first to be mass-produced in cattle. This huge progress in human medicine saves tens of millions of people every year. Human life. But because the discoverer is a Chinese, he was not awarded the Nobel Prize in Medicine." Yang Zongbao clearly knows what position China occupies in the current world medical environment: "This is the result of an unequal medical education environment. Isn¡¯t what we are doing now to change the world¡¯s impression of the Chinese medical community?¡±
"President, I know." Man Yue understood in her heart.
"Staying with Jean-Paul will help you learn some ways of thinking, which is very important to us. Besides, I still have fantasies about the God of Cookery. I hope that he can make Chinese traditional Chinese medicine recognized by mainstream foreign societies in the future."
"God of Cookery?" Man Yue frowned in question: "Reliable?"
"Well, don't think he is unreliable, but you can't deny that he still has some crooked talents." Yang Zongbao believed in the person he chose.
"I hope so¡¡"
The relationship between the members of the Great Medical Society is very strange. They compete with each other and rely on each other, but no one is convinced by each other, so Yang Zongbao does not expect Man Yue to understand his hope for the God of Cookery. In fact, Yang Zongbao has hopes for the members of the big doctors, hoping that they can become the pillars of domestic medicine in the near future.
The car rested twice at gas station rest stops along the way and finally returned to Zatoichi.
Yang Zongbao directly asked Man Yue to drive the car to his hospital.
Facing the hospital that was almost completed, Mr. Yang asked: "How is it?"
"Half"Where I will be working in the future. "Man Yue answered truthfully.
"Okay, you go back."
"President, I'm leaving." Man Yue bowed, turned around and left.
Yang Zongbao continued to stand at the entrance of the unfinished hospital, which was covered up on the outside, not knowing what to think in his heart.
"Come back?" Dong Ruilin came out wearing a safety helmet and migrant worker uniform.
Yang Zongbao stared at Dong Ruilin, making his hair stand on end.
"What are you going to do?"
The answer to Dong Ruilin was that Yang Zongbao fell on top of him.
With Yang Zongbao on his shoulders, Dong Ruilin chose to take him back to Yang's house.
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"How is he?" Mei Wenxin asked the old man of the Yu family who came out of the room.
"I'm not that brat's family doctor." The old man of the Yu family was very dissatisfied with Mei Wenxin calling him: "I can't die, I'm just a little exhausted."
"Thank you." Mei Wenxin choked up.
When he heard a woman say this, the old man of the Yu family could not utter a series of three-character curses behind him. He could only swallow the latter and said against his will, "It's nothing serious. I just need to rest and eat well."
"Well, thank you Mr. Yu." Mei Wenxin couldn't wait to walk into Yang Zongbao's room.
"It's unreasonable." The old man of the Yu family could only point his finger at the innocent Dong Ruilin who had done nothing outside: "Why did you bring that kid back? How about sending him directly to the hospital?"
"II" Dong Ruilin is having troubles now and can't tell. He has become a punching bag for doing good deeds, but he still doesn't dare to deal with the old man who treats him as a punching bag. What should he do? No matter how brutal and rude Dong Ruilin is, he will never attack an old man. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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