In the past, Western medicine, and later modern medicine, in Europe and the United States, in the period of primitive accumulation, actually had blood on their hands.

Those prisoners on death row, domestic slaves, war criminals, and even ordinary people in defeated countries were their experiments.

Otherwise, how could medical technology have developed so rapidly in just one or two hundred years?

For example, why is Ben's medicine so developed? Don't forget the many crimes committed by 731 in our country back then, they just used ordinary people to do human experiments and medical dissections, and it is no wonder that this level has not been raised quickly.

Another example is the genetically modified experiment, in developed countries such as Europe and the United States, do you dare to experiment? So it's all carried out in poor African or Asian countries, and people can't eat enough, so they don't care about health or not?

Another example is clinical drug experiments, which are a necessary process for modern hospitals to launch a new drug, requiring tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of experimenters to provide clinical data.

But do developed countries dare to do this clinical trial?

So when the guinea pig falls down, it is the poor and backward Uncle Black who is their experimental base like the Asian people, including a certain country.

Many patients are completely untold, and the doctor asks you to take some experimental medication, and then asks the patient to do this and that test out of his own pocket to verify the efficacy of the drug.

What they did was procedural justice, reasonable and legal?

Of course, European and American countries took the lead and completed the primitive accumulation of medicine, and then turned into a virgin to accuse China of this inhumanity and even China's hepatobiliary and pancreatic papers refused to be published again.

Say there's something wrong with the source of your organs.

To put it bluntly, it is to see that you are ahead in the hepatobiliary and pancreatic disciplines, so I want to limit you, smear you, and hit you, and that's it.

So you publish so many papers and so many data in Europe and the United States every year, is it reasonable and legal for the sources? All well documented? Are there really so many people who voluntarily donate their bodies for your experiments?

The promise is definitely no.

Let's not forget which countries are the world's largest organ demanders? It must be a developed country with money, how can you buy organs without money? How can you have money for surgery? How can I take expensive anti-excretion drugs for a long time?

So, where did the organs of the United States, Britain, France, Japan, Germany, Italy and Canada come from?

From the perspective of criminology, whoever is the biggest beneficiary is likely to be a criminal.

You have to buy and sell to kill.

Why does everyone think of Eastern Europe when they think of the abduction and trafficking of women and the trade of organs? To whom are all the organs of Eastern Europe sold? That's not the most recent developed country in Europe, so is this part of the deal legal?

So where could the source of transplanted organs be legal for the experimental organs that European doctors need?

And the world's largest "black market for human organs" is in the United States, and your doctor in the United States is embarrassed to say that the source of organs in other countries is not legal?

In addition, there is a "blind spot" in organ trading, which is comparable to Southeast Asia.

That's the high seas.

Outsiders may not know, but insiders don't know that on the high seas, how many evil things happen, dominated by doctors in Europe and the United States.

For example, a cruise ship carrying a shipload of people to sea, hundreds, thousands of people may say that it is to take these poor people abroad to work.

When your ship sails on the high seas, purgatory on earth begins, which is the removal of your human organs, the collection of which are quickly transported by helicopter around the world.

As for those who have had their organs removed, it's even simpler, throwing them into the Pacific Ocean like garbage, and the bodies can't be found.

It's simply a "killing factory", a one-stop service.

There is no law on the high seas, and these "killing factories" will not leave any evidence, it is simply impossible to try them.

So again, where do these human organs go? Where is the market where there is money to afford these organs and where the demand is huge?

So don't look down on your own people or your own country, India must have a problem with organ trafficking, there is no doubt about this, but European and American countries are innocent?

But there is no way, the world's mainstream media is in their hands, and the mainstream medical journals are also in their hands, how can they expose their shortcomings?

No matter what country it is, those who play politics and those who play the media have dirty hearts, without exception.

Chen Qi sleeps in the Sheraton Great Wall Hotel during the day.

The Great Wall Hotel is one of the earliest five-star hotels in the capital, mainly to receive foreigners for business investigations, and the conditions are absolutely first-class in this period.

Chen Qi is rich, and staying in a hotel is trivial.

Anyway, Lan Lijuan was not there, and Dean Chen didn't think about going back to the unit for reimbursement, so of course how comfortable and how to come.

After waking up and calling a customer to dine, Chen Qi drank ice Coke, blew the cold air conditioner, and shouted at a table full of seafood:

"This is the enjoyment of life."

In the evening, Professor Ge came over.

As soon as he entered the guest room, the old man couldn't help but look around:

"Damn, Chen Qi, you kid can really enjoy it, look at this sofa, look at this Simmons, hey, and this big color TV, yo, this customer actually has a refrigerator, this cold wind blows, it's so fucking comfortable......"

Chen Qi laughed when he heard this:

"Comrade Lao Ge, you are also a first-class professor at Peking University, the chairman of the Chinese Cleft Lip and Palate Diagnosis and Treatment Alliance, and you still have a courtyard house with a separate courtyard at home, is it still a problem for you to enjoy this condition?"

It is not so much the professors who will follow, but the entrepreneurs, all of whom are so rich that they are full of oil, and the graduate students they bring are all free coolies.

Professor Ge was not convinced:

"Can I enjoy it? Do I dare to enjoy it? My current salary plus subsidy adds up to more than 600 yuan a month, which is not as much as the old lady who sells tea eggs, by the way, you say that this courtyard can really rise to hundreds of millions? It's so precious, why is it being demolished everywhere now? ”

In 1990, taking advantage of the east wind of the Asian Games, the third ring road of the capital was being built everywhere, vowing to build a modern new capital.

A large number of old buildings such as courtyard houses are within the scope of demolition, and then new high-rise buildings are erected.

In the eyes of the Chinese people, modernization = high-rise buildings.

Ge Minghua had a flying knife operation with Chen Qi, took $10,000 in labor fees, and bought a two-entry courtyard house on the edge of Jingshan under Chen Qi's foolishness.

His logic is very simple, since the courtyard is so precious, why did it all be demolished?

Chen Qi poured a glass of iced cola and put it in front of Professor Ge:

"You can rest assured to take it, our sets of quadrangles are areas that can't be demolished, let them demolish and demolish them, won't the remaining quadrangle courtyards be precious? Looking at the people now, they like to live in buildings with flush toilets, which are the people who are fed up with the miscellaneous courtyards.

In a few years, the nouveau riche from all over the country will enter Beijing, and then the courtyard will become a luxury house in the minds of outsiders. ”

What Chen Qi didn't tell Professor Ge was that except for the courtyard houses occupied by various government agencies, this part is not allowed to be listed and traded.

Decades later, there are only 300 courtyard houses that can be listed and sold in the city of Beiping, which really have clear property rights, no rental disputes, and can be marketed and sold.

Scarcity is expensive, so isn't this price speculated?

Chen Qi has a set of courtyard houses in his hand, right next to the moat of the Forbidden City, the gate of the mansion with three entrances, and he will not sell it at all without 10 billion in the future.

The two chatted about housing prices for a long time, and then they got on the right track:

"Professor Ge, what are the results of today's national conference? Won a big victory, right? ”

Chen Qi has already told Ge Minghua the true cause of the disease, presumably he should have appeared in front of people today to satisfy his desire to pretend to be coerced, right?

", a bunch of old stubborns, all of them insist on their own opinions, and they almost don't make a move. The only exception is that Meng Yushu, who is a stick kill when he opens and closes his mouth, what are you the first person in maxillofacial China, what you say is what you say.

Guess what he said in the end? He said that regardless of whether it is a fibroma or an abnormal proliferation of bone fibers, the most important thing is to solve the patient's lesions, and the key is to operate on the small patient first.

Listen, is this human language? Didn't he roast me in front of my colleagues across the country, but he Meng Yushu established the image of a good doctor who was modest and cautious and dedicated to the sake of patients, which was really a piece of stinking. ”

Professor Ge scolded for a long time, then looked at Chen Qi with a small eye, and saw that he didn't react, so he coughed lightly:

"This and this, Chen Qi, how sure are you about this operation now?"

Chen Qi asked rhetorically: "Lao Ge, if you are allowed to do this operation alone, how sure are you?" ”

Ge Minghua shook his head: "I'm not sure at all, I don't even know what's going on inside this bone, what do you say I should do with this operation?" ”

Chen Qi leaned back on the sofa and said casually:

"The operation is difficult, since Vice President Meng is carrying a sedan chair for you like this, let's not let him down, by the way, when is the operation scheduled?"

"It's scheduled for the morning after tomorrow, and there will be a live broadcast, and all my peers will come to watch, and reporters from the media will also come."

"That's good, I'll recharge my energy tomorrow, and we'll teach them a lesson the day after tomorrow, haha."

Professor Ge was relieved when he heard it: "Cheng, I am also relieved to have your words, whether my brother and my school committee members can get it depends on how you go under the knife the day after tomorrow." ”

The next day, Chen Qi didn't go anywhere, and kept preparing tools in the room.

According to the measurement of the size of the little patient's skull, Chen Qi also had to prepare a lot of materials for surgery, and he also had to combine all the examination reports to simulate the operation again.

On the morning of the third day, Professor Ge got up early in the morning and went to the Lama Temple to burn three pillars of high incense, and then he joined Chen Qi and came to the Third Hospital of Beijing Medical University.

Chen Qi wore a white coat and a mask from the Third Hospital of Beijing Medical University, and waited in the operating room one step ahead. (End of chapter)