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Chapter 363 I will be very gentle(1/2)

It is difficult to define this shocking conspiracy controlled by the Medicine God behind the scenes with simple good and evil.

From the time when the Medicine God manipulated Xu Qianqian to overthrow the black medical kingdom headed by Guo Changgang, to the time when Pei Maoxiang, who was profit-oriented and had lost his conscience, at first glance, the Medicine God's goal was generally such a wealthy and unkind gentry.

Say he is a modern thief who robs the rich and helps the poor?

Song Che dare not agree.

In order to implement the plan, the Medicine God supported Xu Qianqian, Fang Yuanyuan and other puppets, and let them create a more vicious tragedy, which shows that this person's nature is not much different from that of Guo Changgang and Pei Maoxiang.

In the name of "being chivalrous and righteous, robbing the rich and helping the poor", he put a layer of moral cloak on his crimes. On the other hand, he also knew that these gentry who "gained the wrong path" would have the easiest opportunity to take advantage of the situation!

Otherwise, the criminals in the society will be in the sea. If the Medicine God is so glorious, why should he stare at these "fat sheep"?

At best, it’s just a black man!

As for whether he will use the seized dirty money for charity, who can guarantee it?

But Song Che was sure that the Medicine God would definitely draw huge profits if he had such a large amount of money.

You should know that developing drugs can be considered a money-burning career. Without huge financial support, how could the God of Medicine be like Doraemon, and can take out poisons with unique effects at will!

"madman!"

Yu Hongli couldn't help but give an evaluation, and looked at Song Che with a complicated expression and said, "How do you think this person's medical level is compared with you or your grandfather?"

"That depends on what aspect. My grandfather's Chinese medicine level must be better than me, and I am the highest level of Chinese medicine among Western medicine." Song Che said shamelessly.

Kuroda Akira frowned, as if he was a little irritated with Song Che's self-evaluation.

"But judging from the current clues, this person's pharmaceutical level is better than my grandfather and I." Song Che pondered: "And I can confirm that his pharmaceutical attainments integrate the essence of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and his level is definitely the best in the world."

In fact, Song Che's words have pointed out the key points.

As the saying goes, there is a specialization in profession, but modern medicine covers too broadly.

If you subdivided it into fields, you will have your own talented people with outstanding strength.

Old Man Song's traditional Chinese medicine skills reached its peak, and Song Che has been passed down from generation to generation, but his qualifications and experience are limited. It is very good to reach 30% or 50% of Old Man Song's at this stage.

But his advantage lies in integrating traditional Chinese and Western medicine, coping with various diseases, and being able to come up with the most effective and concise treatment plan.

As for the medicine, Song Che can only say that he is above the horizontal line, and at most he relies on the prescriptions passed by Old Man Song to increase his value.

Song Che has to admit that the medical attainments that the God of Medicine has shown so far is beyond his reach.

Speaking of this, Song Che looked at Kuroda Akira.

Kuroda Akira shook his head and said, "I have never heard of such a powerful pharmaceutical level."

He thought about it again and said, "But you say that this person is both good at traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. He must be a bit famous in the industry, so it is not difficult to find out. I heard that there is a professor named Lin Wendong at Stanford University in the United States. In addition to being an expert in biopharmaceuticals, he is also proficient in traditional Chinese medicine."

Li Wendong, a Chinese medical genius, currently works in Ruihui Company.

To Song Che, he is a familiar stranger.

The two have never had substantial contact and communication, but in several incidents, they have fought or cooperated with each other.

It seems that there is a special tacit understanding, like a strong enemy and an ally.

Lin Wendong is a top authority in the field of medicine, and perhaps he can find some clues about the God of Medicine from him.

At this time, Yu Hongli's cell phone rang.

She answered a few words and answered 'Okay', and then said to Fang Yuanyuan: "Come with me to the criminal police team."

Fang Yuanyuan also knew that she was doomed and said, "Then my child..."

"I will arrange him properly, after all, he is innocent." Yu Hongli said.

Fang Yuanyuan couldn't help but be moved, bent down and bowed upright, saying, "I'm sorry..."

Yu Hongli hesitated for a moment and said, "Is there really no way to save my mother?"

"That person said that unless Pei Maoxiang suffered the retribution he deserved." Fang Yuanyuan sighed.

Yu Hongli glanced at Pei Maoxiang. Seeing this biological father's expression of anxiety, he also knew that it was impossible to rely on him to sacrifice himself. It would be better to pin his hopes on Song Che and the others.

"Mr. Pei, please come with me, too, you need to record it."

Yu Hongli took the water cup, said a cold voice, and supervised Fang Yuanyuan to go out.

When Pei Maoxiang also went out, Kuroda Akira turned his head and looked at Song Che and asked, "My friend, who are you from Xinglin national player?"

Seeing Kuroda Akira's attitude becoming humble and polite, Song Che also replied patiently: "My grandfather Song Yaozu once worked in the central expert group, but for some special reasons, he has been removed from the list. You may not have heard of it."

"Song Yaozu?" Kuroda Akira widened his eyes in surprise and said in a lost voice: "Doctor Song is your grandfather?"

"You know?"

"I have read the transcript of his stay at the Ministry of Health and Health Bureau and have benefited a lot."

Kuroda Akira looked at Song Che again and became a little more solemn, "I have thought about visiting Dr. Song, but no one knows his whereabouts. Can Song Xiaoyou help me introduce me? I still have many academic issues to ask him for advice."

"Unfortunately, he passed away at the beginning of last year." Song Che's face was slightly dim.

Kuroda Akira was stunned, then shook his head with regret and sighed: "What a pity, it's a pity that God does not bless the sages."

As the world-renowned Western medicine authority, Kuroda Akira showed such respect to Old Man Song, which made Song Che more kind to this Japanese man.

At least, in the academic field, this guy is quite decent.

Even if you rely on your qualifications and status, you usually get 20,000 to 50,000 yuan, but when you encounter someone's skills are not as good as others, you will consciously bow your head.

However, Kuroda Akira's attitude at this moment was more due to respect for Old Man Song, and his young back was not convinced by him enough.

"They said you want to be responsible for the twins' surgery?" Kuroda asked reincarnatedly.

Song Che asked back, "Are you sure you will cure both?"

Kuroda Akira was silent for a moment and said, "I have read the pathological report. Conservatively, I can only cure one."

Japanese people have one characteristic in the fields of medicine and even academic fields, which is that they are very rigorous.

To put it simply, everything will be estimated at the worst.

If you are sure, they will say it is okay.

But as long as there is a slight uncertainty or lack of confidence, they will make the worst judgment in advance!

Kuroda's strength in the field of cardiothoracic surgery is already the world's top level. He said that one can cure is to have a great grasp.

If it were other ordinary Japanese doctors, they might say that even one of them might not be able to cure them well.

"And, the one I am most confident in curing is the baby girl with relatively mild deformity problems." Kuroda Akira added.

He said this, which was equivalent to an open and honest statement of his plan.

Song Che no longer blamed him for being picky.

After all, this is Kuroda Akira's ability limit.

And Kuroda Akira has almost represented the highest level of cardiothoracic surgery.

"I will give the baby girl you are sure of, and I will do the rest." Song Che said straight away.

Kuroda Akira frowned and his face darkened again, "You don't need to compete with me like this, it's not worth it."

"I didn't want to compete with anyone, I just wanted to save people."

Song Che smiled and said, "If you insist on competing, just treat me as a competing with the God of Death."

"Have you thought about the consequences of failure?"

"I haven't thought about it before, and I'm too lazy to think about it."

“…”

Upon hearing this, Kuroda Akira's brows gradually loosened, and he showed a little smile for the first time tonight, nodding and said, "Doctor Song did not teach the wrong person. You are the doctor I have seen in China and I have seen the most doctor."

"There are many capable Chinese people, with great strength and outstanding moral character. If Mr. Kuroda looks at and observes with a humble look, he will find many." Song Che smiled.

Kuroda Akira nodded slightly, thought for a while, and said, "See you next time in the First Affiliated Doctor tomorrow."

After saying that, Kuroda Akira learned Chinese etiquette and bowed to his goodbye.

After he brought him out, Song Che was still there.

After a while, the door opened again and a fat and vulgar figure walked in.

Lu Tai smacked his lips and said, "I have been eavesdropping outside the door for a long time, and I feel more and more that you are not a serious doctor."

"Veterinarians are doctors, forensics are doctors, and psychologists are also doctors. Anyway, as long as they can save people from suffering, they are qualified doctors." Song Che said.

"Tsk, young and old-fashioned."

Lu Tai curled his lips, and his buffalo-like body sat on the chair, trembling with his feet.

"I don't have time to spend time with you, so we'll get straight to the point. First of all, I'll come to find you, and I'm planning to tell you about my life experience."

Mrs. Lu said bluntly: "Secondly, I know your family and I, but the relationship is not deep. It's just that they have helped me, so I will repay a favor."

"In the end, I never kept Xu Buqian. I was just seeing him feeling pitiful and wanted to avenge my sister, so I promoted him. Unexpectedly, his wings became hard and he actually hooked up with that medicine god, and almost dragged me into the water!"

With just a few words, the last sentence with the most information content is the last one.
To be continued...
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