Mad Genius Reborn

What should Xiaoxin do? Can she come up with a better treatment plan? Director Ma involuntarily turned his gaze to Xiaoxin. Seeing that she had changed her hands, she was still taking her pulse seriously. And there was no emotion on her face.

Director Ma's heart was raised. Whether as Xiao Xin's assistant or as a compatriot, he would stand on Xiao Xin's side. The person in charge of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was the same as him. Of course, there were many big-name gamblers who were even more nervous at this time.

Wins had never seen a real Chinese medicine doctor, but he had seen movies with Chinese medicine and knew that Chinese medicine was taking the pulse. He felt that relying on his pulse to check the condition was extremely unbelievable.

Now, I saw the young and overly young miraculous doctor who had no medical records or asked about the condition, and he was there to take his pulse intently. His first feeling was magical, and he had some vague expectations.

"What is she doing?"

Cartervey asked Dr. Zhang expectantly and nervously. You know, this little miracle doctor is his son's only hope. If she also said she could do nothing, then he would really collapse.

"Take the pulse." Dr. Zhang replied: "A method of diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine."

"This way can the disease be cured?" Katvey asked again.

"No, this is just a diagnosis of the cause." Dr. Zhang explained: "Just like the tests, X-rays, CT seedlings, etc. used by various instruments in Western medicine."

"You mean, her hands are worthy of those advanced instruments?"

Katwei frowned. He began to feel that this traditional Chinese medicine is a bit too uncommon. If traditional Chinese medicine only needs one doctor, it can replace all advanced instruments. Wouldn't traditional Chinese medicine be profitable? How could Western medicine replace it with traditional Chinese medicine?

Well, this is normal thinking. If he knows that training a qualified Chinese medicine doctor needs to be trained from an early age, it takes at least twenty or thirty years. For Western medicine, after graduating from high school, he will be admitted to medical school for at least five years, and at most eight years, he will be able to graduate and work. He will feel that everything is normal.

Of course, now he only needs to know that the little miracle doctor is a legend.

Miss Tong finally stopped. Then, she did something that surprised everyone. She did not read the medical record, did not communicate with the patient, nor did she communicate with the patient's family, nor did she communicate with the patient's ex-doctor. Instead, she went to wash her hands and then called.

"Dad Lin is me."

"Girl, how is the situation?"

"No problem, you can prepare the contract."

"Hmm? What's wrong with black people? It's done so simply?"

Who said it was simple? She just said it could be cured, but she didn't say it had been cured. Miss Tong said angrily: "There is a tumor in her head. It's still malignant, which just presses on the visual nerves. Now she is basically blind. Do you think this disease is simple?"

Miss Tong called without carrying everyone on her back. As soon as she said this, she immediately startled a group of people. Of course, they were all people who could understand Chinese, especially Dr. Zhang and Director Ma who already knew the patient's condition.

They knew that Miss Tong had never been exposed to the patient's medical records from beginning to end, nor did she ask. However, she told the patient's specific situation in one mouthful. It was not bad at all.

In other words, she only grasped all the patients' condition by taking the pulse. This is nothing. What really shocked them was her previous sentence "No problem, you can prepare a contract."

As long as you are not stupid, you can tell that this is admitting that it can cure this disease. Can brain cancer be cured in advanced stages? Director Ma and Dr. Zhang stared at Miss Tong with wide eyes. The look was really like seeing the true god.

"What did she say?"

Seeing this, Katvey guessed that the little miracle doctor must have said something related to his son. He quickly asked in English. Dr. Wins was the same, looking at Dr. Zhang with wide eyes and waiting for him to translate. However, Dr. Zhang was completely immersed in shock and could not care about them.

It was Miss Tong who called and answered their questions. "I just told your collaborator that I can help him." In order to facilitate everyone's communication, Miss Tong directly used English.

"What?" Katvey asked.

I can’t understand this? How did this general become! Miss Tong complained in her heart and explained: “To be simple, I can cure your son’s illness. Do you understand this way?”

"You said you can cure my son's illness? Is this true?" Katvey said excitedly.

Everyone present also showed an excited expression. Of course, some people expressed doubts. For example, Dr. Wins is one. "Do you know what disease his son has?"

Miss Tong looked at the white doctor and ignored him. She said to the black general directly: "I never say something I'm not sure about. However, before treating the disease, you have to sign a contract with someone."

"Contract?" Katvey said in confusion: "Are you talking about a cooperation plan with your country?"

"Or! I don't know the specific content." Miss Tong said frankly: "I only know that you have already negotiated with people before you come. We should just treat it as a medical fee! Our hospital has a habit of paying money first and then treating the disease. I hope you can understand."

"I understand, I can understand." Katwi said: "There is no problem with cooperation. As long as you can cure my son's illness. So, can my son's illness be cured?"

"Of course, as long as you can afford the medical fee." Miss Tong was not vague when talking about business. She heard that the officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were ashamed of themselves. This ability was a waste of not being a diplomat!

"We can afford it!" Katve said repeatedly.

Miss Tong nodded and said, "That's it! You can wait here or go to the State Guesthouse. In short, after you have agreed, let's talk about the details of the treatment. OK?"

"OK!" Katvey nodded. He had heard too many helpless voices, and suddenly heard the last hope that gave him the answer he wanted most. Katvey, who grabbed the last straw, was immediately knocked unconscious by the good news. He did not even doubt that Miss Tong's words would be false. He agreed to all her requests.

Wins was obviously much more rational than him. Seeing that Miss Tong ignored him, he turned to ask Dr. Zhang. "Zhang, what was she talking about? She didn't even know where the patient had a problem, so she dared to say that she could cure the patient? Isn't that too much?"

"No, she knows." Dr. Zhang looked at Wins and said, "When she was calling, she had already told the other party about the patient's specific situation. It was not bad at all with your diagnosis."