Zhong Bai saw that Academician Xu had his eyes closed, and he couldn't bear to wake him up and tell him the news he had inquired about today.

Although Mi Bin has a certain level of rare earth technology, he is only a junior engineer in Hujiang Taiding Alloy Factory after all, and he has no identity in the system, so it is impossible to inform him in advance of this matter without informing Academician Xu.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll go out and get something to eat and come back. Zhong Bai was also a little hungry, so he said to Mi Bin.

"Then you bring Yan Yutian's share by the way, he will wait for me, it is estimated that he will come over in half an hour." Mi Bin was not hypocritical, so he spoke.

After Zhong Bai hurriedly ate a bowl of noodles outside, and brought two fried cakes for the two of them, he happened to meet Yan Yutian, who came to watch the bed and replace the shift.

Mi Bin had obviously told Yan Yutian what Zhong Bai said just now, and as soon as Yan Yutian saw Zhong Bai coming, he also said to him indignantly: "This Qin Wenjiang is really not a thing!" When you and Academician Xu were not there, I still wanted to find him to continue to use the acid workshop to do a few productions in those days to further stabilize the low-temperature sulfuric acid roasting and decomposition process you proposed. Now he is unwilling to pay Academician Xu's medical expenses, how did this person become the deputy factory director? ”

"Forget it, old Yan. There is no point in mentioning him. Mi Bin pointed to Zhong Bai next to him and said to Yan Yutian: "Section Chief Zhong will find a way to contact Director Zhou, he must have an explanation for this matter, and it is only right for the two of us to take good care of Academician Xu." ”

Yan Yutian didn't say anything, and nodded silently.

This person actually didn't deal with Zhong Bai much at first, especially when he was in the initial group, as the leader of another group, he was quite unaccustomed to Zhong Bai's high-profile style, but after Zhong Bai showed his technical strength, Yan Yutian also put away his thoughts about confronting Zhong Bai, and honestly accepted the arrangement under Academician Xu and did what he had to do.

Zhong Bai saw that the other party's attitude was quite conscientious, so he nodded and said: "It's still hard for you two to take care of Academician Xu, I still have a lot of things to do here, and I may not be able to go to the hospital to see him at any time, and now I also live in the guest house of the Industrial Bureau in the city, if there is anything, you can also come to the guest house to find me as soon as possible." ”

"Okay."

The two nodded, without complaining, and took the fried cakes brought by Zhong Bai for dinner.

Zhong Bai was afraid that the money on the two of them would not be enough, so he took the initiative to take out twenty yuan, saying that it was the food expenses during this time.

After all, the two of them didn't expect that the work was not carried out, but they worked as escorts in the hospital all day long, no matter what they thought, but Zhong Bai felt that people had paid more time and energy, and it was not a big problem for them to put the money on the bed first, as long as they did their best to take care of Academician Xu who was lying on the hospital bed.

After all, if Academician Xu's body does not recover, all the work behind him will not be able to be carried out!

Until eleven o'clock in the evening, Academician Xu was still asleep under the effect of the drug, Zhong Bai looked at the time, and then left the hospital, and went to the post and telecommunications office of the mining area with the note handwritten by Lao Guo.

Because Zhou Changqing was being treated at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center in New York, Zhong Bai did not directly contact the contact information of Dr. Smith, so he first called David, a columnist for the New York Times.

Contacting the doctor and being admitted to the hospital were all handled by David, and he is completely different from him a month ago.

Not only does he have his own column, but he also has his own exclusive office and telephone, which can be regarded as breaking away from the small reporter class, making some contacts in New York, and having a certain influence in speaking and doing things.

"David, I'm Zhong Bai." As soon as the phone was connected, Zhong Bai said straight to the point: "How is Director Zhou's treatment now?" I have something I want to talk to him, can I do it? ”

As soon as he heard that it was Zhong Bai, David immediately put down the manuscript in his hand: "Zhong! I was thinking of contacting you in the past two days, but yesterday I called and said that you had left the capital. Director Zhou is in okay condition now, I just went to see him yesterday, if nothing else, three days later will be the day when Dr. Smith officially operated on him! Where are you now? ”

"I just left the capital yesterday and arrived in a small city where we work, and I would have contacted you as soon as I arrived, but something happened a little bit, so I called you in advance at this time." Zhong Bai explained, and then asked, "Can Director Zhou get out of bed now?" Can I let him talk to me at the hospital? ”

"It should be no problem, you wait a minute, I'll call the hospital to confirm first, if there is no problem, I'll tell you his phone number, you can contact him directly." David replied.

"Okay, then I'll wait." Zhong Bai hung up the phone.

In less than ten minutes, after two confirmation calls, Zhong Bai contacted Zhou Changqing, who was far away in New York.

Zhong Bai was still concerned about the other party's condition first, and did not mention the matter of Qin Wenjiang as soon as he opened his mouth: "Director Zhou, we just arrived in your factory yesterday, how are you doing now?" Did Dr. Smith have an evaluation of your surgery? ”

Although Zhou Changqing's voice sounded very weak, his tone was much more confident than when he left the capital: "Thank you Xiao Zhong for your concern, I am in good condition now, I have received chemotherapy and drug treatment in the past few days, and the lesion has not spread further, Dr. Smith said that the operation can be performed in three days, and the success rate of the operation is expected to be about 70%." ”

"That's good, I wish the surgery all the best!" Zhong Bai heard that he had a 70% success rate, and he was also happy for Zhou Changqing in his heart.

After all, for the operation of advanced liver cancer, even if Huaguo is the best doctor at this moment, he does not dare to guarantee a success rate of more than 50%, but the medical technology of MD people is worthy of being the strongest in the world in this era, and I don't know what method the other party uses, anyway, it has been forcibly increased to 70% success rate, and the chance of Zhou Changqing surviving is not just as simple as increasing by 20%!

Liver cancer is a disease, after the operation is successful, the patient's liver will also be cut out, how long can the follow-up life be called a successful operation? In China, it is generally 5 years, and Zhong Bai knows that the judging standard on MD's side is 8 years.

In other words, as long as this time is successful, Zhou Changqing will have at least 8 years of life, although all this is unknown, but I have to say that he has seen a lot of hope for survival!

Zhong Bai comforted the other party for a few more words, feeling that the other party's mood was really stable. Only then did he mention the food poisoning accident of Academician Xu Guangxian and the actions of Qin Wenjiang, the deputy director of the factory.