Chapter 1371: Wait!

At this time, Secretary Sun saw that although Yang Yunfan was a little tired, his eyes were still bright and confident.

This posture, he often sees in Yang Yunfan, it is not unusual.

But I don't know why, at this moment, he saw Yang Yunfan's self-confidence, but it was particularly pleasing to the eye.

He felt that this young man had an unimaginable calmness and was a general!

Yang Yunfan's self-confidence, even with Secretary Sun's own anxious mentality, slowly calmed down.

"Yunfan, do you have any good ideas? Say it quickly!" At this time, Secretary Sun took a deep breath, slightly suppressed his restless mood, sat next to Yang Yunfan, and looked at Yang Yunfan expectantly.

To be honest, just now, Secretary Sun knew that when Yang Yunfan was driven out by the English expert team, he was already six gods and no masters. After all, he wasn't good at medicine. All the opportunities for success, he counted on Yang Yunfan's miraculous medical skills. Suddenly hearing that he had lost the opportunity, he was indeed a little confused.

In the face of Secretary Sun's inquiry, at this time, Yang Yunfan shook his head slightly, and then said solemnly: "Secretary Sun, I'm sorry, I don't have any good way." Here's how I do it...... Wait!"

"Wait?"

Secretary Sun frowned, a little incomprehensible.

Wait here, sit back and wait, or wait for the rabbit?

This is not a concept that he personally admires!

He likes to take the initiative!

"Yes, wait! Because, I'm going to gamble, bet on that group of English, I won't be able to cure Prince Philip at all! When the time comes, we don't need to open our mouths, the English royal family will come to beg us!" Speaking of this, Yang Yunfan smiled slightly.

His smile is still as warm as jade, but if you look closely, you can find that there is a hint of sharpness and sharpness in that smile!

Secretary Sun stared at Yang Yunfan for three seconds.

"Okay!"

Three seconds later, a smile also appeared on his face, patted Yang Yunfan's shoulder and said, "At present, it seems that we have no other better choice. But, Yunfan, don't let me down! I really can't afford to lose. ”

"Secretary Sun, don't worry. Something else, I may not be sure. However, I still have some confidence in the treatment of diseases. Yang Yunfan said seriously.

"You're not humble at all. When Secretary Sun heard this, he also laughed. Yang Yunfan is not modest at all. However, this kind of self-confidence at this time made him feel at ease.

He must admit that Yang Yunfan is right. Only the medical team in England has no way to have a chance for Yang Yunfan to make a move, and it can also make the English royal family owe them a favor. With human affection, it is naturally easier to get along.

If this favor is used well, the value will be great!

"Then I'll wait with you. ”

Thinking of this, Secretary Sun didn't urge Yang Yunfan anymore, but slowly calmed down and sat aside.

By the way, he sent an official from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to inquire about the situation.

......

Meeting room in the corner.

Prince Charles pushed the door in and found that several well-dressed professors and experts inside were arguing about something with red faces.

"Ahem!"

He coughed slightly, then knocked on the table and said, "Professors, and experts, you have been discussing for almost three hours. Are there any results?"

When Dr. Fleming saw Prince Charles coming, he was immediately under great pressure, and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness's glioma is already very serious, and at this time we are discussing whether to continue conservative treatment or choose to have surgery!"

"Still need conservative treatment?"

When Prince Charles heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly!

His Royal Highness Prince Philip's glioma has been almost half a year old. For six months, Dr. Fleming has been using a new drug to control the rate of glioma development. However, since His Royal Highness the Prince has fainted and is dying, it means that conservative treatment has failed.

To be honest, Prince Charles was very angry when he heard this, but he considered that he was not a medical expert, so he may have misunderstood.

Taking a deep breath, Prince Charles raised his head, looked sharply at the experts present, and said in a deep voice: "Can you be sure that conservative treatment will work?"

"This ......"

All the experts present looked at each other, and no one dared to make guarantees.

Because, they can't even deceive themselves, and of course they don't dare to deceive Prince Charles in person.

In fact, conservative treatment will only allow His Royal Highness to lie quietly in the ward for three months. As for three months later, his life will come to an end!

Prince Charles saw the way they looked at each other, and suddenly understood everything in his heart.

He couldn't help but laugh angrily, and said: "Good, very good! You guys are really good! They are worthy of being the outstanding talents cultivated by my British Empire! All of them have super high wisdom and know how to protect themselves at the most critical time!"

Prince Charles's gaze swept over the faces of these experts like a blade.

The experts he saw all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at them, because they felt ashamed!

When his gaze swept to the last middle-aged man, Prince Charles paused, and then his voice was high-pitched: "Dr. Fleming, you are my father's attending doctor! and an excellent neurosurgeon, what is your opinion?"

The other doctors were all improvised, and the royal family of England was called in yesterday to help with the treatment. Only this Dr. Fleming has always been the personal doctor of the royal family, if Prince Philip has an accident, then others may be exempt, but he must bear the wrath of the royal family!

Nearest the king nearest the gallows!

Maybe the royal family can't punish him openly, but the nobles and politicians who are one with the royal family will stay away from him from now on.

Dr. Fleming, for the rest of his life, probably will no longer have a foothold in the British Empire.

And the United States, the North American empire founded by the Anglo-Saxons, they are of the same clan as the English, a doctor who is spurned by the English royal family, even if he goes to the United States, no one will take the risk of reusing him.

If Prince Philip is not cured, then the future of Dr. Fleming in Europe, several developed countries in North America can be described as bleak!

Unless, unless, he is willing to go to some emirate in the Middle East, and become a personal physician for the native kings!, in that case, he may not lack money, but he will no longer be able to stand in the highest temple of medicine in the world, and the honor for which he has fought since his youth will be ruined!

At this point, Dr. Fleming understood that everyone else could perfunctory Prince Charles, but he couldn't.

After thinking about everything, he was very nervous.

At this time, he took out a handkerchief with trembling fingers, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Conservative treatment has failed, there is no other choice, I want to perform glioma removal surgery for Prince Philip immediately, Dr. Charman can help me!"