The strongest doctor system

Chapter 138 The "strange disease" of international friends

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It is located in a senior ward on the top floor of the inpatient department of Tianhai Second People's Hospital.

Yang Defu was looking bitter, anxiously serving a middle-aged man in the hospital bed.

This middle-aged man is tall, with a high nose bridge, golden hair, and heavy hair on his arms. He is obviously not Asian.

"Mr. Mahler, are you feeling better now?"

At this time, Yang Defu was sitting by the bed, like a gentle little nurse, working very hard to massage the legs of the man on the hospital bed, and asked with concern while pressing.

"Dean Yang, your massage techniques are really good, but now I feel unbearably itchy all over, like thousands of ants crawling around. What's going on with the doctors in your hospital? It's been a whole day, Could it be that the cause of the disease has not yet been found out?"

The foreign man called "Mahler" had a friendly attitude and asked Yang Defu with a frown, but there was a hint of pain in his voice.

It turned out that Mahler's identity was a well-known American pharmaceutical giant, the president of Pfizer, and the prospective successor of the entire Pfizer Group!

This pharmaceutical company was founded by Mahler's grandfather. It is currently a world pharmaceutical giant and one of the world's top [-] companies.

Mahler came to Tianhai City this time to prepare to invest and build a factory in China and discuss contract signing matters.

Unexpectedly, on the second day after arriving in Tianhai City, many small red bumps appeared on his body, which were so itchy that he couldn't touch it with his hands at all, and the more he scratched, the more itchy.

Mahler himself was born in a medical family, and the team he brought this time included many doctors with superb medical skills, but no one knew what the cause was.

I thought that after arriving at the Tianhai Second People's Hospital, the cause could be found out quickly through various tests such as blood tests.

However, to Mahler's great disappointment, he called four or five experts one after another and drew several tubes of his blood. In the end, he was stunned to find out what caused it.

What makes Mahler even more worried is that last night, he began to have a slight fever, and now he still has a needle in his hand and an intravenous drip.

You must know that Mahler's identity is the boss of the world's top [-] companies, and his worth is as high as hundreds of billions.

When Mahler came to Tianhai this time, he was highly valued and received cordially by the leaders. Moreover, the reception was of a very high standard, and he was directly arranged in a guest house in the city, where he was treated like a VIP.

To be honest, if something happened to Mahler's body in Tianhai City, the leader's face would also be embarrassing.

At this time, apart from the fact that Mahler was feeling unwell, Yang Defu, the director of Tianhai Second People's Hospital, also felt extremely headache, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

After all, Mahler was admitted to their hospital accompanied by the leader himself, which shows how much the local leaders attach importance to President Mahler.

Moreover, the leader repeatedly urged that the best doctor must be used to cure Mr. Mahler's illness as soon as possible, so as not to delay the project cooperation.

The implication is very obvious that if the hospital managed by Yang Defu fails to cure Mr. Mahler's disease, he will be held accountable.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Defu was under a lot of pressure, and he couldn't find out the cause of Mr. Mahler's disease for so long. He was almost like a dog.

So, in desperation, Yang Defu thought of calling Tang Yifei for help.

At this moment, facing the question from President Mahler, Yang Defu felt a headache, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He was worried that time passed too slowly. Why didn't this little Doctor Tang come?
Seeing Yang Defu's apprehensive face, he hesitated for a long time, but did not say a fart. In the room, a young woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a professional skirt and black stockings, with a very hot figure, said to Yang Defu in very poor Mandarin. :
"Dean Yang, what are you all doing? Several so-called experts and authorities couldn't find out the cause of President Mahler's illness. Could it be that you are all a bunch of quack doctors?
Let me tell you, our Mr. Mahler has an extremely prominent status and noble blood. If something goes wrong here, even if you sell your hospital, it will not be enough to compensate you! "

This foreign girl in a professional skirt spoke as if she had taken gunpowder and was very proud.

"Miss Ruth, please be safe, don't be impatient! The Chinese medicine expert I invited will be here soon. Please wait a little longer. Mr. Mahler's illness will definitely be cured when the doctor arrives. OK."

At this moment, Yang Defu said to the foreign girl humbly while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"What? Doctor of traditional Chinese medicine?! Dean Yang, you actually found a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to treat Mr. Mahler. Did I hear that right?
After all, as far as I know, your Huaxia’s traditional Chinese medicine is nothing more than letting patients take bitter medicine, or sticking a few needles in people’s bodies. To be honest, this thing can also cure people? "

After listening to Yang Defu's words, the foreign girl named "Ruth" showed surprise on her face and said to Yang Defu in a very contemptuous tone.

Hearing this, the expression on Yang Defu's face froze, as ugly as eating a fly, and he couldn't help cursing secretly:

"Made~! With such a crazy tone, you actually look down on our Chinese medicine practitioners. Aren't you just a canary raised by President Mahler? Without Mr. Mahler backing you, you are not even a dog! "

However, although Yang Defu hated this foreign girl named Ruth very much in his heart, at this moment, he had no choice but to say with a gentle smile:
"Miss Ruth, that friend of mine is indeed an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. His medical skills are very good. After he comes, he will definitely be able to cure President Mahler's illness. Please believe me!"

"Trust you? Dean Yang, how can you tell me to trust you?
Those experts you called yesterday are simply a bunch of quacks!
It has been a day and a night since President Mahler was hospitalized, and your hospital still can’t find out the cause of President Mahler’s illness. Now, you are planning to find a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. I really doubt how you, the president, became a doctor in the first place. ?
Besides, the so-called Chinese medicine in your country may be okay for treating Asians, but in our western countries, to be honest, no one has ever heard of it. Chinese medicine can also cure people. You understand? OK? "

At this time, Ruth put one hand on her hip and pointed at Yang Defu's nose with the other, arrogantly speaking.

"Hehe~! Who said that Chinese medicine can't cure people?"

As soon as Ruth finished speaking, the door of the VIP ward was pushed open from the outside, and then Tang Yifei's cold voice sounded.

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(End of this chapter)