Sleepless Doctor

Wu Mian and Taoist Lin talked for a while, and the meal was delivered. Wu Mian was not polite, and called Chu Zhixi back, and the two of them gobbled up their meal and started eating.

　　 After all, Wu Mian didn’t eat anything for a day. Although Wu Mian was not so hungry and mad, he could bear it, but hurry up to eat when he has food. This is a habit that he has developed during his years of hospitalization.

　　No one knows if there will be emergency patients in need of surgery in the next second. It is already very lucky to have time to eat.

　　 "Little Master, are you going back tomorrow morning or later?" Lin Daoshi asked.

　　 "I will leave tomorrow morning. I am a little confused, come see your dad." Wu Mian said.

　　 What this said was so cold, Lin Daoshi didn't know how to continue.

　　 "Old Lin, you are busy, I think about what to do next."

　　 "Uncle Master, are you thinking about the hospital? Speaking of your hospital, I have sneaked to see it twice..." Lin Daoshi looked at Wu Mian, who had a weird expression and swallowed it, and after a few words, he had already cleaned the fast food.

　　 "What's your expression?" Wu Mian rubbed his stomach and smiled, "Lao Lin, you have good cooking skills here."

　　 "If you like it, do you want to send you fast food every day?"

　　 "No, you said half of what you just said, continue."

　　 "Little Master, you are too deserted. It is far from the city and the urban-rural junction is not counted. That... can it be opened?" Lin Taoist asked.

　　 "I don't know." Wu Mian said casually, "I'm not a trader. It's the dean's business to build the hospital. I'm just a doctor."

　　"..." Lin Daoshi stared at Wu Mian in a daze, and after a long silence, he praised, "Little Master, your shameless way of shaking the pot is really great, I think it will work!"

　　 "Hahaha, worry about it with you, go back to see the diagnostics." Wu Mian smiled, "If you can't learn it, I will send Wei Dabao."

　　 "Little Master, how can Wei Dabao's goods get into your Dharma Eye?" Lin Taoist asked questioningly.

"The first day I went to Bajingzi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I met Wei Dabao. Meeting is fate. Seeing that his sword dance posture is a bit of the shadow of Lao Yishan, I just mention a few words casually. He is okay, at least he knows how to write medical records carefully. Look." Wu Mian lay down on the bamboo chair, tapping the arm of the chair lightly with the fingers of his right hand.

　　 "Old Lin, it's okay to take Lin Yun to rest, I'll be quiet for a while."

　　 Taoist Lin knew that the little uncle was not joking, he nodded, and when Chu Zhixi had finished eating, he asked people to clean the table, made a pot of tea for Wu Mian, and left with Lin Yun.

　　 The night was getting deeper, Wu Mian's eyes were shining like stars in the sky, and there was no trace of fatigue.

　　 Chu Zhixi knew what Wu Mian was thinking, and didn't bother him.

　　 "Girl, what do you say they are studying?"

　　 On a quiet night, Wu Mian suddenly asked in a low voice.

　　 "Huh?" Chu Zhixi was looking at the stars, and when she heard Wu Mian's words, she was taken aback.

　　 "I don't understand." Wu Mian asked leisurely.

　　 "Brother, I remember you said that SARS is not a natural virus, it is artificially created." Chu Zhixi said.

"It's just a guess." Wu Mian sighed deeply, "At that time, the country was frustrated, and it was imperative. People drove the aircraft carrier into the strait in 1996, bombed our embassy in 1999, and crashed our plane in 2001. any solution."

"After 9/11...not to mention this, the SARS in 2003 was very strange. It came inexplicably and walked out inexplicably. At that time, we had already begun to have the prototype of the world factory and communicated extensively with the whole world. But only those who were infected were infected. People of the yellow race have only sporadic cases of other races, which is not like a normal infectious disease at all."

　　 Wu Mian seemed to be talking in a dream. His voice was very low and light, like a ray of wind passing under the stars.

　　 "What if it is artificially made?" Chu Zhixi sighed, "We can't enter the core secret laboratory of the American Emperor, and all the data will be kept secret from us."

　　 "There is no way, let's try our best to catch up. It's pretty good to be able to do it now." Wu Mian said nonsense.

　　 But Chu Zhixi has become accustomed to his brother's speaking style and knows what he is going to say.

　　 The inexhaustible links are only in words.

　　 Wu Mian was just guessing. After thinking for a while, he then said with a smile, "I don't want to, girl, do you remember Li Yiqing."

　　 "Remember." Chu Zhixi said, "It's a pity that pulmonary hypertension has formed an organic disease."

　　 "If Li Yiqing could have surgery as a child, life would be totally different." Wu Mian said, "has anyone contacted us recently?"

　　 "Not recently, Lanke contacted us before, saying that there are some new products, and I want us to do Phase IV clinical trials."

　　 "Reply to an email and tell them that I can do it. Karl is their clinician. With his level, I am afraid that he will not be able to complete the fourth phase of the clinic." Wu Mian said with a smile lying on the bamboo chair.

　　 "Are you sure?" Chu Zhixi asked.

　　 "I'm not sure what to do." Wu Mian smiled, "Minor surgery, if they are interested, they will continue to talk about cooperation."

"What if they are not interested? Now Orchid has invested a lot of money. It's not the time to find you as a clinical surgeon a few years ago." Chu Zhixi asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then call them until they are convinced. until. "

　　 "You want Orchid to provide consumables for free interventional surgery for congenital heart disease?" Chu Zhixi suddenly guessed what Wu Mian was thinking.

　　 "There is always something to do after returning to China." Wu Mian said, "The capitalists take money to treat the children of our country, why not do it."

　　 "Okay, then I'll get in touch."

　　 "Girl, and Lan Ke said, I have fully mastered the operation and can officially enter the clinic."

　　 "Uh...Brother, you've only done experiments with mice. And what about China Minimally Invasive?" Chu Zhixi frowned.

"It will take at least 10 years for Huaxia MicroPort to grow up on its own. It takes less than 10 years in a lifetime to bring them together." Wu Mian smiled, "It's just a small operation like mitral regurgitation, for me. does not matter."

　　 "I don't doubt your level, I'm afraid that Lanke or Huaxia Minimally Invasive devices will not pass the test."

"After researching, their equipment is okay, and I can correct some minor problems with hand. Phase 4 clinical progress has been very slow because they did not find the right person. China MicroPort is taking my path, but I hope it will be bigger. "Wu Mian looked at the starry sky and said leisurely, "Tell them that in one year, the clinic can be completely rolled out, and the laboratory and factory will be built in Bajingzi. I will not go to Natick."

　　 "Okay." Chu Zhixi noted the incident and started editing the email.

　　 After editing, I gave Wu Mian a look and sent it to the CEO of Lanco.