From small clinic to medical empire

Chapter 224 The Third Asian Team

"Huh? What is this? It looks very beautiful!"

Before parting, Zhang Zifan took out a delicate badge and handed it to Fauci, who asked curiously.

"Oh, this, this is Haoran Medical's exclusive medal, I hope you can keep it well!"

Zhang Zifan enthusiastically introduced, "This is the unique corporate culture of our group. I have awarded some to volunteers in northern Sichuan before. The same is true for yours, but it is more exquisite."

Fauci's female assistant, Kaisha, who was able to eat ten fresh meat wontons in one bite in S City last year, pointed to the Chinese characters on the badge and said: "Doctor, I know this one, 'Hao Ran' this is Dean Zhang The logo of their hospital!"

Fauci accepted the medal with a smile and said, "Thank you, Zhang. I planned to accept you as a doctoral student last year, but I didn't expect you to be my boss now!"

"There is nowhere!"

Zhang Zifan waved his hands again and again, "Dr. Fauci, we are now a cooperative relationship. Where is the boss? I wish us a happy cooperation!"

Zhang Zifan finally shook hands with Fauci to say goodbye.

But at the same time, he still thought in his heart that now it is a cooperative relationship, but the future may not be certain.

It's just a pity that if Zhang Zifan thought about it, national treasure-level experts like Fauci and Mr. Zhong must be offered as treasures by the people of the United States.

How could an outsider like myself have the opportunity to poach the wall?
……

As for the medal Zhang Zifan gave Fauci, it was naturally not to remind the little old man that he was in Cao Ying and his heart was in Han.

The red scarf flutters on his chest, and he misses the call of the motherland day and night. That is Comrade Trump.

Fauci is more like a pure scientist, not good at politics, and he doesn't have so many twists and turns, he is not suitable for latent activities.

Zhang Zifan's medal is not an ordinary medal, and of course it is not a low-level thing like a "bug".

After the [Medal of Honor fragments] were collected, Zhang Zifan activated the [Hall of Honor] system.

And the honorary title of [Medal Master] was drawn from it.

[Medal Master: Medals, that is a man’s romance and Comrade Брежнев’s lifelong pursuit. Let’s create and award more medals. Victory belongs to the great Soviet Union, Ula! 】

The medal Zhang Zifan gave to Fauci was a special item made of copper-nickel alloy and 300 construction points: [Su Wu Medal].

As long as you accept this medal and keep it properly, when Fauci handles the experimental tasks assigned by Zhang Zifan on the other side of the ocean, he will be affected by BUFFs such as the Haoran Medical Headquarters [Aura of Concentration].

[Su Wu Medal] is the first valuable medal invented by Zhang Zifan after trying to match various materials with construction points below 1000.

Not only does it have a nice name, but it has a wide range of uses.

For example, if Haoran Hospital wants to send a medical team to go out to make rounds in the future, it will no longer need Zhang Zifan to sit in person.

As long as one person has a [Su Wu Medal], remote high-quality medical care can be achieved.

Moreover, [Suwu Medal] is cheap and suitable for mass production.

Copper-nickel alloy mixed with some lead weights is the most common material for counterfeiting gold in the Wenwan market.

Of course, the [Su Wu Medal] does not need to pretend to be gold, so there is no lead, so the material is light, the color is bright, and it is safe and harmless to the human body.

As for the 300 construction points.

Originally, it was considered a large sum, but as the hospital developed more and more, this amount of construction points became cheaper.

Therefore, if necessary in the future, Zhang Zifan will mass-produce a batch of [Su Wu Medal].

Now, just send one to Old Fauci to test the waters.

……

Zhang Zifan and his friends spent two days in London.

In addition to encountering a few roadblocks about supporting Brexit, other senses are quite good.

It is worthy of being an old-fashioned metropolis, with a strong cultural background and fashion atmosphere, and it is true that it has not been wronged in terms of food.

It’s not that there aren’t good restaurants, it’s just that you can’t find traditional British food that you can eat.

After two days of traveling, the best food I tasted on the streets of London was Japanese food and grilled steak. As for scones, fish steaks and chips...

Can you imagine that the iconic food of traditional Chinese cuisine is fried dough sticks?
……

On the morning of March 3, Zhang Zifan and others joined Fauci early in the morning.

Even if it is the highest level of medical conference in the UK, an expert of Fauci's level is still eligible to bring his own team to attend.

However, Zhang Zifan suddenly had five more people here, and Fauci had to reduce his team members.

The Wellcome Foundation's headquarters in London is very large, and the interior style is also traditional British style.

Zhang Zifan and his party, together with two of Fauci's assistants, were arranged by the waiter in a fairly forward position.

And Fauci himself was invited to the rostrum without accident.

"Dr. Fauci, welcome to Europe to participate in the conference!"

A tall, balding man with a standard London accent stepped forward to hug Fauci.

"Sir Bell, long time no see. Does this still belong to Europe? I thought you had successfully exited the EU!"

Obviously, Fauci is very familiar with the bald man in front of him, and he started the joke familiarly.

"Oh, my old Fauci, if we don't evacuate from the damn Europe, that crazy bitch will definitely ask us to accept more refugees!"

Sir Bell was much taller than Fauci, so he had to bend over and hug Fauci, "Look at your men, they are almost all Asian, and the refugees we are facing are those stupid..."

"No, no, Sir Bell, you can't say such racist things!"

Fauci quickly interrupted, "And these are not my subordinates, but my partners. At this conference, I will fully introduce their academic achievements."

"Oh?"

Sir Bell raised his head and looked at the audience in surprise.

Even the arrogant Anglo-Saxons have to admit that East Asians are very talented in terms of intelligence.

The national teams of several Olympic competitions in various countries in the world have almost become a major infighting among Asians, which is a good example of the problem.

The U.S. Olympic team is purer than the U.S. basketball dream team.

It's just that one is all Chinese and the other is all African.

But for the time being, the proud old-fashioned Anglo-Saxons can still comfort themselves, that is, the so-called "Although Asians have outstanding intelligence, they lack creative ability".

"In addition to Wang and Kondo, is there another Asian team that will publish research results at the conference..."

Sir Bell frowned.

In fact, in the UK, there are a large number of Indians and Pakistanis, and they exist in various industries.

However, like Americans, they seldom regard Indians and Pakistanis as Asians, let alone as competitors.

Perhaps they know that the country behind them has no hope and no threat.

As an individual, he can only be a senior wage earner.

Therefore, Sir Bell ignored the fact that there were many "Indian Asians" in his team and looked at the other side of the venue.

An Asian man in his 50s who was also balding, with several students and assistants, also happened to look at Bell.

Dr. Kondo gave Bell a humble smile that was almost obsequious.

Bell shook his head. Although these Japanese seem to be very polite and serve people well, but if they really think that they are harmless to humans and animals, they will be fooled.

No matter how humble the Japanese are, they are more dangerous than the arrogant Indians. This is the experience he has learned from history.

Then, Bell turned his head and looked to the other side.

Professor Wang Bin from BJ Yanshan Hospital is discussing the final details of the document with his assistants.

……

Following Bell's gaze, Wang Bin also noticed Zhang Zifan and his party.

Among whites, it is difficult for a group of Asians not to stand out.

Japanese?
No, it’s Chinese!
And they are also Chinese from the mainland!
Wang Bin raised his eyebrows.

It is a very mysterious thing for East Asians to recognize each other.

Although it is extremely difficult to distinguish from appearance, there will be subtle differences in clothing, temperament, manners, and even the sixth sense.

In short, in most cases, everyone can always recognize each other's identity at the first time.

"Huh? Professor Wang, besides us, is there any other team in China attending the meeting? I haven't heard of it! Are they from the Demon City?"

"Probably not. Last week I had a small meeting in Shanghai, and I didn't hear about it."

"These people seem familiar... I seem to have seen them somewhere..."

"They are all Chinese, let's go and say hello! It's not easy to meet Chinese faces here..."

"Wait, that person is the ophthalmologist from Chaoyang Hospital, right? The one who was cut off! Wangtou, his hand, Mr. Sun and you performed the operation together!"

(End of this chapter)