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Soon the magician untied the paper rope and opened the paper bag, and a strong smell of medicine came to his face immediately. Immediately afterwards, the magician covered his mouth and his eyes widened.

Xiao Liuzi jumped over, picked up a scorpion that was about the length of chopsticks and looked at it, then shook his head: "It's so-so, much worse than the ones produced on our Jiapigou mountain."

Vomit, the magician finally couldn't help retching.

To ask him to eat these poisonous insects, oh Maikar, he won't be poisoned to death, right?

"Mr. Erwin, are you okay?" Liu Qingshan can also understand that the reaction of a foreigner when he sees this kind of medicinal material for the first time is really normal.

It was obvious that the magician's complexion turned pale, and he shook his big hand: "It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Mountain, can this medicine really be taken?"

Liu Qingshan had to help explain: "In Chinese medicine, this is called fighting poison with poison, and only then can the virus be killed."

But the magician is still a little hard to accept, he feels that this is really horrible.

After thinking for a while, the magician turned to Dr. He again: "Doctor, why don't I try your highly effective antiretroviral treatment first?"

This is also the place where Chinese herbal medicine is criticized by foreign people, and it always feels unhygienic.

If these poisonous insects are added, it will be even more difficult to swallow, and people will involuntarily feel repulsive.

If it is made into a finished medicine or a tablet, it will look much better.

But the key here is that the curative effect of the decoction is the best.

Dr. He also looked at the magician with a smile: "Mr. Erwin, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, there is actually a principle that the medicine is three-point poison."

"I must tell you clearly that even with my treatment, mixing those preparations will have seriously uncomfortable side effects."

"Such as nausea, anemia, chronic renal failure, impaired liver function, nerve damage, etc., so it will be very troublesome to treat these side effects during treatment."

The magician was taken aback by what he said. He was really a little frightened. He didn't expect such a big side effect.

It feels like a leaky tap water pipe. There are more and more places where the water leaks. What should I do if it can’t be blocked in the end?

So he turned to Liu Qingshan again: "If I take traditional Chinese medicine, will these side effects also occur?"

Liu Qingshan asked the dumb grandfather first, and then replied: "Basically not, even if there are some adverse reactions, the symptoms will be relatively mild."

The reason for this is mainly that this point is taken into consideration when combining the ingredients, so the herbs used are mutually controlled to achieve an appropriate balance.

Toxic and side effects are relatively small, which is a major advantage of traditional Chinese medicine.

Only in this way, Mr. Magician encountered a difficult choice: use traditional Chinese medicine, which looks scary.

Using Dr. He's cocktail therapy is not so scary, but the side effects are too great.

The world is safe and secure!

Mr. Ali next to him moved his lips a few times, but he still didn't speak in the end.

It's hard for others to persuade you about this matter, and the magician can only make up his own mind.

And MJ said quickly: "Mr. Magician, this is very simple. One is that the surface is not good, but it is not so troublesome; the other is that it looks good, but the follow-up is more troublesome."

"Actually, the soup is not that bad to drink. I closed my eyes and swallowed it after a few sips."

He has experience in this area, so share it with the magician.

But the magician is more in a dilemma, undecided in his mind.

In all fairness, he believed Dr. He more, because it was in line with his usual cognition.

And cocktail therapy, after clinical trials, the treatment effect is really good.

As for the prescription prescribed by the dumb grandfather, it has not yet been verified, and the specific curative effect is still unknown.

The most important thing is that this medicine looks too disgusting, it is estimated that if you drink it in your mouth, you will definitely vomit.

So after thinking about it for a while, the magician finally made a decision: "Mr. Mountain, I am causing you trouble."

"Although I am not going to take these traditional Chinese medicines, I am still very grateful for your dedication to me."

After speaking, he gave the assistant a wink, and the assistant immediately handed over a check.

The dumb grandpa raised his palms up. He never cared about money or anything like that.

Liu Qingshan also didn't look at the number on the check, and shook his head: "Mr. Erwin, this is just a favor between friends, so you don't need to pay the fee."

He still felt a little regretful, after all, a magician is a good advertisement, but Liu Qingshan can also understand the other party's choice, after all, asking a foreigner to eat the decoction made by these poisonous insects does have psychological barriers.

"I'm really sorry." The magician was also very embarrassed. He troubled him for a long time and finally gave up, as if he didn't believe him. It was a bit embarrassing.

So he got up to say goodbye, and was about to leave when he saw the crisp voice of Little Six: "Don't take it away, give it to me."

The magician was about to draw out the check again, but saw the little girl take all the medicine packs from the assistant's hand: "If you don't eat, you can't waste it."

After finishing speaking, he raised his face and looked at Dr. He: "Uncle He, there must be other patients in your place?"

"Our treatment costs are relatively cheap, but your treatment costs are high, so can you introduce a few patients to our side?"

Dr. He showed a smile on his elegant face, stretched out his palm, and hit Little Six: "Okay!"

Chapter 877 The whole city of Los Angeles is boiling

The cocktail therapy invented by Dr. He not only has a lot of side effects, but also has a very real problem: the cost of those preparations is relatively high.

Moreover, it needs to be used repeatedly on a regular basis, and the side effects must be treated, so the overall cost is indeed relatively high.

For a rich person like a magician, that's no problem, it's a drop in the bucket, but for ordinary patients, the price is still a little unbearable.

And Little Six's proposal was actually exactly what he had in mind.

Because Dr. He is also eager to verify whether the use of traditional Chinese medicine can play a role in controlling the virus.

It would be great if it works, and the cost of treatment is so low that even a homeless person on the street can afford it.

This undoubtedly pointed out another bright road for Dr. He's research center.

Excited, Dr. He immediately invited the dumb grandfather and the others to the Alan Diamond AIDS Research Center, a research institute in Los Angeles.

Although the headquarters of this research center is in the Big Apple City, it has branches in some major cities.

As for Mr. Ali leaving, he was also a little dissatisfied, mainly for the magician. He kindly introduced him, and even invited the dumb grandpa all the way, and then you quit. This made Mr. Ali a little uncomfortable.

And MJ likes to join in the fun, followed Liu Qingshan and the others to have a look, wondering if we should organize a fundraising or something?

Several cars left the villa and drove for more than an hour before arriving in front of several buildings located in the suburbs.

Of course, idlers are not allowed to enter such a place, and the control here is relatively strict, because there are AIDS patients inside.

But with Dr. He leading the way, of course there is no problem.

After getting out of the car, all the people who were going to enter the ward had to go around the disinfection room before they were able to enter the building.

During the period, Dr. He also told everyone about the basic common sense and requirements, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles.

There is no problem in normal contact with patients. The transmission route of AIDS is the worst, and the second is the route that everyone knows.

When everyone came out, everyone put on a white coat, even Liu Qingshan and MJ were mixed together.

Only Xiaoliuzi is an exception, there is no way, there is really no such a small one.

The medical staff who came and went greeted Professor He with respect when they saw him.

However, when they looked at other people, they were a little curious. When they saw MJ, their eyes couldn't help but light up.

The director of this institute is a medical doctor named Smart, who accompanied everyone to the ward.

Dr. Smart also introduced the basic situation here: "A total of [-] patients are currently receiving treatment, mainly because their institute is limited in scale and can only accommodate [-] patients."

Still, MJ couldn't help asking: "Like Los Angeles, how many patients are there in total?"

Smart thought for a while: "The total number should be about [-]. There is no clear statistics on this, because there are many virus carriers, and they don't know it themselves."

Now even Liu Qingshan was a little surprised: "Isn't that very dangerous?"

These are simply hidden bombs, and if they are not done well, they will trigger a chain reaction.

Dr. Smart nodded: "Yes, especially those women who are engaged in special industries, the danger is extremely high."

"According to our statistical data, if no security measures are adopted, the infection rate is around one percent."

This ratio may not sound high, but it is not.

Dr. He interjected at this time: "So we must strengthen publicity, focusing on prevention and control."

After speaking, he glanced at MJ, the intention was obvious: I hope that these well-known celebrities can join the ranks of publicity.

MJ didn't make a sound for the time being, he still needs to observe.

Because anything he does needs to be researched and planned by the team, and it cannot be decided casually.

Everyone was walking and chatting in the corridor, when suddenly they heard a hysterical shout: "I'm dead, tell me to die, die!"

Then, a woman with disheveled hair stumbled out of a ward.

She was wearing the hospital gown uniformly distributed to patients by the institute, and she didn't even wear shoes on her feet.

Through the gaps in the hair, what I saw was a pale face, a pair of eyes, empty, as if there was no soul at all.

Two heavily armed nurses rushed up and held the woman up. It could be seen that her body was already skinny.

At this time, a little girl about five or six years old also ran out, crying "Mom", and then rushed to the woman, hugging the woman's thigh, crying.

The little girl was also wearing the same hospital gown as her mother, which was so dazzling.

"Baby, poor baby!" The woman seemed to be awakened by her daughter's call. She slumped on the ground, hugged her daughter, and mother and daughter embraced and cried.

Such a scene greatly shocked Liu Qingshan and his party.

Little Liu's smiling face also disappeared: "How can such a little sister get sick?"

Dr. He touched Xiao Liuzi's head and explained to her in a low voice:

In the transmission route of AIDS, there is another kind called mother-to-child transmission, and such young patients usually do not live to be ten years old.

Dr. Smart also added: "This Ms. Suzanne is an unwed mother. She was infected by her boyfriend and died of illness. In the past two years, she has relied on social charitable donations to maintain her condition."

"Just these two months, the virus has been out of control, poor woman, poor child."

Little Six's eyes also began to shed tears. She never forgot what happened in the nursing home before she recognized her grandfather.

She raised her head abruptly: "Grandpa, we must cure them!"

The dumb grandfather stroked Xiao Liuzi's head gently with his big hand, and then nodded vigorously: the doctor is benevolent, and all patients, regardless of skin color, are the same in his eyes.

A smile appeared on Xiao Liuzi's face again, and he ran forward: "Little sister, I'm here to help you!"

Her level of English is not bad, everyday language is no problem.

The little girl raised her head and stared blankly at Xiao Liuzi. Her hair was dry and she was skinny, so her eyes looked particularly big.

"You can call me Liu, or Miss Sister, this is for you." Little Liu took out a fluffy toy from the backpack behind him, and stuffed it into the opponent's arms.

MJ looked familiar: Isn't this the Simba I gave you?

MJ had no objection to the act of giving away the little six sons after changing hands. Instead, he looked at the two little girls with a look of relief, as if they were two little angels.

Jackson's gaze was firm, as if he had already made a decision in his heart.

And Liu Qingshan also walked up to the female patient, he bent down and squatted down: "Ma'am, for the sake of the child, you must work hard to live."

"Let me introduce, this is my master, a brilliant Chinese medicine practitioner. He helped boxing champion Ali get rid of Parkinson's troubles, and he also helped Mr. MJ solve the trouble caused by his skin color."

"So you have to believe that my master will definitely help you mother and daughter out of the predicament."

The woman's bewildered eyes gradually became a little brighter, and her eyes swept over Xiaoliuzi, dumb grandpa, MJ and others one by one, and finally met Liu Qingshan's eyes.

Then he said in a hoarse voice: "I know you, you are that Mr. Mountain, I saw you on TV, save my poor Nisha, save her..."

The woman began to weep silently again. She seemed to see a light in the darkness. She must seek the guidance of the light, hoping to change her daughter's fate.

"Please rest assured, we will do our best." This is Liu Qingshan's promise.

Not to mention the responsibility of the doctor, if this kind of thing is successful, it will greatly promote the popularization and promotion of traditional Chinese medicine.

Liu Qingshan felt that this might be a rare opportunity.

So no matter how you look at it, Liu Qingshan must take responsibility for this matter.

In a consultation room, the dumb grandfather sat at the table and began to check the pulse of the lady named Suzanne.

The others were also watching with serious expressions, while Dr. Smart was talking to Dr. He in a low voice.

Dr. Smart knew very little about Chinese medicine, he was a little puzzled, why did the president, Dr. He, seek Chinese medicine to treat diseases in the research institute, can it work?