Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

The man with all his hair falling out and looking like a withered skeleton stood in front of everyone, feeling very cramped. He grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Do you need me to do anything?"

Todd Carr looked at You Yao and smiled subtly: "Wesley, why don't you thank this gentleman quickly? He wants to cure you!" He spread his hands, "Although Wesley is a seriously ill patient, I think it is quite easy for the Buddha to bless you."

The blatant flattery, the unsuspecting patient looked at You Yao with hope.

The doctors of medicine looked at each other in bewilderment. It must be said that although Todd Carr's trick was insidious, it was within the rules.

You Yao smiled, "Please come with me to check the physical data."

"I have his physical report." Todd Carr couldn't wait to speak, fearing that the other party would find a chance to escape.

"I want the most accurate and latest information." You Yao emphasized, his eyes slightly cold, "This is responsible for his life."

Todd Carr's mouth twitched and forced a smile, "Okay, maybe everyone has time?"

"Of course."

"Do you need to take my car? My car has 7 seats."

Doctors of medicine from various countries responded one after another, and as a group set off to the nearest hospital, they wanted to obtain the latest first-hand data of the patient.

Watching the patient lying in the instrument for a full-body test, the freshly drawn blood shook in the test tube and was placed in the analyzer.

The monitoring data took the express channel. The hospital in the United States was responsible for the rich. The data that should have taken half a day only took an hour.

With more than a dozen test reports in hand, the location, size and shape of the tumor were clear at a glance.

"Past illness, fractures, high blood sugar..." After confirming that these factors had no effect on the current body, You Yao focused on the last item.

Height and weight.

"5.6ml."

In just three minutes, he determined the man's dosage.

"You can lie down now."

The casual words stunned the crowd for a moment, and Todd Carr smiled, "Are you sure you want to start treatment now? I have never seen such careless behavior."

Resuscitation treatment is much more complicated than this. The test reports for up to three months before treatment, and even the 7 days before injection, must be guided by a special psychologist to let the patient maintain the best mentality!

"It seems that Tengsheng is less professional than I thought." Unable to suppress the sarcasm.

"Todd Carr, professionalism is not left to you to define, the facts will tell us the result." Song Jiang crossed his arms.

Todd Carr raised his eyebrows, "I hope that tomorrow, I will not see the scandal of Tengsheng."

Everyone listened to the gunpowder between the two people, and the reporters next to them didn't know how many wonderful shots they took. At this time, the patient hesitated: "Where do I need to lie?"

You Yao glanced around and pointed to a table.

Wesley climbed onto the table, he lay his body flat on the table, covering his abdomen with his hands.

"What should I do, sir?"

"Relax."

Watching the young man insert the needle into the rubber film, the light blue liquid was drawn out, and he expelled the excess air.

Just as he bent over.

"Wait."

A steady voice sounded, and everyone looked at Song Jiang in unison, with astonishment, doubt, and curiosity!

What does he want to do? Go back on his word?

"Sign this."

[Clinical Trial Consent Form]

Wesley was stunned for a moment, took the consent form, and signed his name on the bottom horizontal line.

It eliminated the possible hidden dangers.

Song Jiang nodded, indicating that the injection could begin.

The sharp needle pierced the skin and inserted into the blood vessel, and the light blue liquid slowly disappeared under his gaze.

The cross-star lens stored this scene in the memory.

The young professor who injected the injection had an extremely indifferent expression. He threw the syringe into the trash can and skillfully took out his mobile phone to start the timer.

Everyone held their breath and watched the patient's reaction.

He blinked in confusion, and felt sleepiness rising in his brain. He forced himself to open his eyes and got a reminder.

"Don't sleep."

The cautious words made Wesley remember them firmly in his heart. At this time, the effect of the medicine began to explode, and the itching feeling covered his body as if there were ants.

After waiting quietly for 5 minutes, the crowd couldn't help but speak.

"He doesn't seem to have any changes?"

"Is the injection over like this? No auxiliary medicine is needed?"

"What a simple treatment method, he didn't even have alcohol disinfection."

The fragmented languages ​​of various countries were completely opposite to the expected treatment. There was no thrilling at all, and it even made people feel a little humorous.

Todd Carr shrugged, "I said it was a fake medicine a long time ago."

Everyone looked at each other, no response, but looked at You Yao.

"Wait."

The young man who only uttered one word did not even change his posture, keeping his head down to look at the time, as if he was a silent statue.

"..."

"..."

"Okay, let's sit for a while."

Everyone found a chair to sit down. The old man who couldn't find a place to sit put his hands in his pockets. Only the camera fixed to the ground by a bracket was always filming the protagonist.

"How long do we have to wait?"

"Maybe until he is cured?" Someone said a joke, and the people next to him laughed.

"Impossible."

"If it can really be done, it will be a miracle."

"It will take two years to recover. How long do you think he will need?"

"He only has one shot." Everyone began to think. No one can imagine something they have never seen before. They can only guess based on experience.

"Three months, maybe?"

"No, no, no, that's too short. Targeted drugs for the initial treatment also take a whole year, and I think he needs a year to recover."

"Two years!"

The deduction took longer and longer until someone spoke up: "Why don't we ask the president of Tengsheng?"

When this was said, everyone woke up!

Yes! The ready-made answer was right next to him. In an instant, countless pairs of eyes stared at Song Jiang not far away, and a group of people surrounded him.

?

Song Jiang laughed when he heard the question, "Today."

Today?

Today——? !

"Are you kidding?"

"I never lie." Song Jiang tilted his head, "Do you want to wait and see?"

A simple sentence bewitched everyone's heart.

Until the doctors of medicine sat down half-believingly, they were still speculating whether Song Jiang's words were true?

"He means this patient can be cured today? A terminal cancer?"

"You heard it right, Benson."

"That's just too..." Indescribable, the person who spoke slapped his thigh, "If it's true, the entire history of medicine will be overturned!"

"No, no, no, maybe he is..."

"Ding Ding Ding--"

Someone's cell phone rang, and everyone subconsciously looked over, only to see You Yao reaching out to cover Wesley's forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever.

"Get up."

"End of treatment."

"End of treatment."

Song Jiang rarely helped him translate a sentence, and he raised his hands and applauded.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa--"

The crisp applause surrounded the room, and everyone didn't even realize what was happening, looking at the scene in front of them in confusion.