The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 107 Healing
A thin man stood up from the tent in ecstasy, his ten fingers were trembling unceasingly, barely holding the medical record, because he was too excited, his steps faltered a little.

He is Stephen Strange, a former top surgical expert. Unfortunately, just half a year ago, a sudden car accident damaged the nerves in his hands, and he could no longer hold the scalpel to work normally.

In order to save his career, which he regards as life, Dr. Stephen Strange had to seek help from fellow "quack doctors" who he considered incompetent in the past, but all surgical experts were helpless after seeing the cases , "The nerves in all ten fingers have been crushed. Being able to barely move your fingers is already a gift from God. I advise you not to expect to return to your previous level."

Disappointment, to despair.

Stephen Strange did not give up after all, the artificial organ transplant operation gave him hope - he is also a doctor himself, so he can naturally see that the technical level of the meme company is quite perfect, and there is no need to pass any FDA test stamp.

After several days of hard waiting, his name was finally called, and he could finally pick up the scalpel again and continue his career.

However, before he took a few steps, he suddenly realized something, his smile gradually froze, he turned slowly, and looked at a woman with complicated eyes in the next tent.

This is a single mother from Phoenix. Her 12-year-old daughter is suffering from ANL, which is acute non-lymphocytic leukemia, and is lying in Gotham City Hospital for treatment.

Diseases are fiercer than tigers, and the cycle of targeted therapy is long and cruel. The hope of healing is like a candle in the wind, drifting insignificantly.

Fortunately, this single mother is very determined. While entrusting a friend to take care of her daughter in the hospital, she set up a tent and stopped at the entrance of this regenerative medicine research institute, watching for hope.

These days, Stephen Strange, who was extremely depressed and frustrated, and this single mother have been supporting and encouraging each other, suffering and waiting.

He waited for his chance.

Stephen Strange took a deep breath, lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the single mother, almost ran through the crowd, and rushed to the guard.

"You are Dr. Strange?" The guard took the medical record form from the other party and said casually, "Go upstairs and wait."

"Wait," Stephen swallowed, and said in a deep voice, "I want to transfer this opportunity to someone else."

"Huh?" The guard's eyes widened, and he glanced at the medical record rather unkindly, frowning, and silently reached for the security baton at his waist, "What do you mean?"

"I'm not a scalper," Stephen spread his hands, pointed to the group of tents in the distance, and said, "there is a little girl suffering from ANL, and saving people is like putting out a fire. her."

"I can't decide this matter." The fat gate guard shrugged, spread his hands and said, "You know, buddy, I'm just a part-time worker."

"Then can you let me meet the doctor in charge?" Stephen said in a deep voice, "I am a doctor myself, a pretty good surgeon. Maybe I met with your supervisor at some meeting? You just need to go up and say something." That's all."

The guard hesitated for a moment, glanced at the disappointed and lamenting family members of the patients outside, sighed, and said into Stephen's ear, "I'll ask, but the hope is not very high, and even if it does, you can't tell the outside world. "

"Thank you very much." Stephen said sincerely, patted the other person's palm, and stood there waiting.

After a long time, the guard came down, followed by a young doctor in a white coat and a mask.

"Doctor Stephen Strange, hello, I am the director of this institute." Li Ang shook hands with Stephen, and said gently: "I am in the NEMJ New England Journal of Medicine, BMJ British Medical Journal and JAMA American Medical Journal." I have read your medical papers in journals, and I have benefited a lot from the contents of nerve connections."

Stephen didn't expect the other party to be so young, so he said slowly, "Hello, uh."

"Call me Li Ang." The young man in the white coat said kindly, "Our institute is short of people. I wonder if you would like to work here."

"Yes, yes." Stephen breathed a sigh of relief, and said nervously, "It's just my hand."

"It's just a small problem, and it can be solved at any time." Li Ang said with a smile: "I heard that you also know a little girl with leukemia?"

"Uh, yes." Stephen nodded, and said hastily: "She is acute myeloblastic leukemia with partially differentiated M2b, with extremely active bone marrow proliferation, proliferating protomonocytes and immature mononuclear cells at the same time, accounting for 30.00%, erythroid and megakaryocytic. suppressed."

"Is that so?" Li Ang frowned slightly, "Where is she?"

"Gotham Public Hospital."

Li Ang turned around and said to the guard: "You go to her parents in the tent area, drive, and pick her up. It takes eight hours to cultivate the corresponding bone marrow, and the experiment can be carried out after that."

The guard nodded, and after listening to Stephen's information, he walked towards the tent area.

The boss's instructions must be obeyed. You must know that it is marked in the employee code of the meme company: Join the company to enjoy the employee benefits provided by the company, including but not limited to regular medical examinations, reimbursement of family members' medical expenses, employee housing, holiday gifts, paid annual leave.
The latter items are quite common, but regular physical examinations and reimbursement of medical expenses for family members are not too exciting. When the US Food and Drug Administration opens the restrictions on artificial organs, the employees in the meme company will no longer have to worry about medical problems. Family members enjoy the benefit of free replacement of diseased organs together.

Americans also have the problem of difficulty in seeing a doctor. The medical insurance bill has been discussed for so many years, but in the end it was deliberately stirred up by interest groups such as insurance companies, pharmaceutical companies, hospitals, and equipment companies. Class families, once the family members get sick, will also fall into the abyss of bankruptcy.

The medical system in the United States can be seen as a capitalist interest group threatening to kidnap the people of the United States, and the Democratic Party wins votes by exploiting the middle class and distributing medical money to the poor. Don’t think that the Democratic Party is a good person. , so that the poor can afford to see a doctor, otherwise, how can we let the people at the bottom see their efforts and vote for them by working hard on medical issues?

On a certain level, the meme company that masters the core technology is fully capable of completely tearing apart this layer of profit-smelling network of interests in the most violent and direct way.

The doorman hurried to take the single mother to the hospital, while Stephen Strange followed Li Ang to the second floor, ready to replace the broken finger.

Li Ang's steps on the stairs suddenly stopped, causing Stephen to almost bump into him.

"He is my disciple." An ethereal voice rang in Li Ang's ears. He turned his head, and in his spiritual sense, he could see a floating and transparent ghost floating behind Stephen, "You can't heal him."

(End of this chapter)