When Liu Anguo spoke, his face was full of sadness.

The cancer rate is so high every year, and many relatives and friends around him have passed away due to cancer. Even if he is the vice president of the People's Hospital, he has no way to help.

Why was a part of "I Am Not the God of Medicine" so popular last year?

It is precisely because there are many cancer patients who cannot afford the sky-high price of medicine and it is useless to have surgery, they hope that such a person will fall from the sky and save their lives!

Now, that person has appeared.

This matter is done well, not only Zhou Rui has immeasurable merits, but Liu Anguo is also the same.

Before, he only thought that after the old dean retired, he would take the opportunity to take the position and sit in the dean's position.

Now, Liu Anguo is thinking further.

Eight million cancer patients!

What a great merit is this, and how great fame can it create?

Even if he is not the main person like Zhou Rui, as long as he is in it and pushes this matter forward, it is enough to gain countless fame and fortune.

For the sake of this goal, how can Liu Anguo still have time to conduct clinical trials? It is possible for a trial to be less than four or five years, and ten or twenty years longer.

He is fifty years old this year, and he will wait for the experiment to be completed before he can promote it, and the Year of the Monkey can only have a harvest?

Only by giving it a go, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle!

That's it!

Since Liu Anguo said so, what else does Zhou Rui have to say.

He doesn't really think that much, and he's not as selfless as others think. From a certain point of view, Zhou Rui wants to do this, and thinking about himself is the main reason.

Otherwise, he could have taken out the golden pill just now and gave it to the patient to swallow.

I think that with the medicinal power of the golden pill, it may be possible to cure this terminal cancer.

But Zhou Rui is not a philanthropist, nor is he a saint, he is now unable to protect himself, how dare he waste golden light easily.

But if the growth environment of cancer cells can be isolated with silver needles, then according to previous experience, everyone who is saved by this method can accumulate gold for him. Even if it takes three people to make a mess, eight million patients is an astronomical number.

Of course, Zhou Rui really wants to save people.

If you have the ability to do it, why not do it.

The concept of Taoism and nature is not only said by cultivators, but also by many people, but it is done in this way.

So, several people decided that at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, all the doctors of the People's Hospital would gather to listen to Zhou Rui explain how to treat cancer!

After deciding the matter, Liu Anguo talked about the window glass being pierced by ice.

No precise conclusions have been drawn, but vandalism can already be largely dismissed.

Zhou Rui didn't have much thought about this matter, anyway, whether it was artificial or not, it wouldn't affect anything.

What should come, always come.

When leaving the People's Hospital, Zhou Rui received a call from the pharmacy clerk.

The clerk seemed to be very angry and a little jealous, and lowered his voice and said, "Doctor Zhou, someone in the store is making trouble, come back quickly!"

"Who's making trouble?" Zhou Rui asked suspiciously.

Almost none of the patients he has treated come back to find faults, and they are all grateful, and they come back from time to time to send a pennant or something.

The Ruicai Pharmacy has only been open for more than a month, and the pennants are already too numerous to hang, so I can only buy a big box and roll it up and put it in.

Thinking about the people he has offended, Qin Shijie has long since gotten out, one of the Gao family's father and son is in prison, and the other is dead.

Could it be Chen Shaoyou again?

The clerk who worked in the pharmacy was recommended by the old man of the Chu family from Kyoto, so he naturally knew Chen Shaoyou, who was well-known there.

"It's not him, it's two foreigners, one named Hawke or something, who said they had met you at the medical center before. The clerk said.

Hawk?

Zhou Rui was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that when he saved Uncle Chen Jinliang, he seemed to have met with a foreign doctor named Hawke.

At that time, Dr. Hawke still thought that Zhou Rui was arrogant and sneered for a while. When Zhou Rui used the golden pill to revive his uncle, the whole person exploded, and he almost didn't offer Zhou Rui as an ancestor.

I remember that Dr. Hawke also said that he would go to Zhou Rui with his mentor to discuss cooperation after a while.

Later, Zhou Rui was too busy, and Dr. Hawke never came to look for him, so he gradually forgot about it.

But if it's really Dr. Hawke, how can he find fault?

The clerk said: "It's not him who finds fault, it's another foreigner who came with him, who criticized us and made people very irritable." I can't tell you for a while, anyway, you should come back quickly, do you want me to call the police first?"

Zhou Rui thought about it for a while, shook his head and said, "Don't call the police for the time being, I'll go back and take a look first." ”

The clerk hummed and hung up the phone.

Zhou Rui got into the car and drove towards the pharmacy.

Soon after, he came to the vicinity of the pharmacy, and when he got out of the car, he saw that there were many people gathered at the door, as if they were discussing.

Zhou Rui locked the car and walked over, and several people looked back to see him, and hurriedly greeted him warmly: "Doctor Zhou is here!"

"Good afternoon, Dr. Zhou!"

"I thought you weren't coming today, are you still seeing a doctor today?"

"Doctor Zhou, there are gringos looking for fault today, you have to pay attention!"

The sound of inquiries and reminders was endless, and Zhou Rui was not easy to answer some people, countless others, so he simply nodded his head and walked in along the road where the crowd got out of the way.

Inside the pharmacy, two equally tall, but old and young blonde men stood there.

One of them was none other than Dr. Hawke, whom Zhou Rui had seen before.

At this time, Dr. Hawke's face was a little embarrassed, and next to him, a bearded man who looked like he might be in his sixties, reprimanded him dissatisfiedly: "This is the pharmacy that you want me to give up an important academic lecture and come to negotiate with a collaborator? Look at the environment here, where is it like a regular pharmacy? I heard that the smog in this country is very serious, Hawke, you have only been here for two years, can you no longer see clearly?"

Dr. Hawke grimaced and said, "Professor, I ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a commotion at the door. When he looked up and saw Zhou Rui walking in, Dr. Hawke's eyes lit up. But after glancing at the old man next to him, his face was even more embarrassed.

The old man next to him was none other than his mentor, Professor Brian, the best brain surgeon at the Royal College of Physicians.

Professor Bryan is well-known and prestigious at the Royal College of Physicians, and is one of the best brain surgeons in the world.

I don't know how many foreign bigwigs have seen him for medical treatment, from the president of a certain country to the ordinary rich.

And the dozens of papers he has published, each of which is considered to be the golden nutrition that helps the progress of brain surgery!

Dr. Hawke witnessed how Zhou Rui relied on a golden pill to revive a patient who had been brain dead for several years, which is a unique miracle in the medical field.

Therefore, his mentor, Professor Brian, accepted the invitation of Kyoto Union Medical College Hospital to participate in the International Forum on Brain Surgery, and Dr. Hawke took the opportunity to bring him to introduce him to Zhou Rui, so that he could talk about the cooperation of the miracle drug.

However, from the outset, Professor Bryan thought that his student Hawke was exaggerating the effects of the drug.

Patients who have been brain dead for several years will never wake up under any circumstances, because brain death is already dead in the medical sense, which is not the same thing as a vegetative person in the traditional sense.

Therefore, the patient must have been mistakenly diagnosed as brain dead, and in fact there were still brain waves remaining. I happened to be stimulated by some kind of drug, or I was too lucky, I was favored by God, etc., and I woke up unexpectedly.

No matter what Dr. Hawke explains, Professor Bryan is adamant that there is a drug in the world that can cure brain death.

Otherwise, wouldn't my decades of research in brain surgery be completely overturned?

It's ridiculous!

With this in mind, Professor Brian put Zhou Rui, who had not yet met, directly on the position of swaggering and deception.

Therefore, although he agreed to come to Qingzhou for the sake of the student's face, when he arrived at this pharmacy, he began to criticize as soon as he entered the door.

Zhou Rui's pharmacy is simply decorated, except for the pills on the shelves, there is only the next batch of liquid medicine that is precipitating in the innermost.

The strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, crowded crowds, and a lack of safety and hygiene have become the focus of Professor Brian's criticism.

How could such a pharmacy, which looked like a small workshop, produce such a great and miraculous pill?

The Royal College of Physicians gathers some of the world's best medical scientists, and there is nothing they can do about brain death, so it is even more impossible to do it here.

Zhou Rui entered the pharmacy, glanced at Professor Brian, and then at Dr. Hawke.

Although Dr. Hawke felt embarrassed, he still took the initiative to speak: "Hello Dr. Zhou, I'm Hawke, we've met at the medical center before, remember?"

"Yes. Zhou Rui nodded.

A few clerks walked up to Zhou Rui and began to tell the words that Professor Brian had just criticized.

Dr. Hawke was even more embarrassed to hear it, saying that he would find someone to cooperate, but he brought someone to the door to kick the gym......

Professor Brian couldn't understand Chinese, but he could guess what they were doing from the expressions of several clerks, so he sneered and said, "Do you only talk in such a low voice?" Is it because you feel like a bird, or are you afraid that the noise will be too loud and shake the dust around you down?"

With an arrogant tone of English, Zhou Rui, who listened to it, raised his eyebrows slightly.

He and this old foreigner can be regarded as ignorant in their lives, how can they come to find fault with each other?

However, since the other party opened his mouth, Zhou Rui would not show weakness, so he replied in the same pure English: "It is our domestic etiquette to whisper in front of guests. You don't know etiquette, we won't blame, but here is a pharmacy. If you're not here to see a doctor, please leave here and don't get in the way of others. I think that the British Empire, which has always been known for its etiquette, should have naturally known how to respect others. ”

This mocking remark made Professor Brian, who listened to it, even more annoyed.

Even if you cheat on my students, you dare to speak up to me? Do you know who I am!

Even the director of Kyoto Union Hospital would never dare to speak like this in front of me!