Great Power Army Reclamation

After arriving at the hospital, Ye Yuze was told that John was waiting for him in a ward. Upon entering, Ye Yuze knew that this patient was no ordinary person.

The facilities in the ward are just like the general suites of the Peninsula Hotel, with everything you need. There can only be two such rooms in this hospital, and of course the cost will be sky-high.

The patient is an old man in his sixties. His blond hair has turned gray and he is fat but not particularly fat. The bulging cheeks were flushed with an abnormal red color. Ye Yuze only took one look and concluded that this guy was tied up like Old John.

Sure enough, after asking, it was indeed tied up, but because it was delivered in time, no serious consequences were caused. However, the patient's left leg and left arm had difficulty moving. Western medicine has no good solution for this problem, so John called Ye Yuze.

Ye Yuze stepped forward and grabbed the patient's arm and carefully started taking the pulse. Soon his brows furrowed. The patient's meridians were still becoming more congested, and the situation was not optimistic.

Looking at Ye Yuze's expression, Old John asked nervously: "What's going on? Is the situation very bad?"

Ye Yuze nodded: "You need to increase the dosage of medication. The patient's condition continues to deteriorate. If intervention is not made in time, he will not be able to speak tomorrow."

The patient had some disdain in his eyes since Ye Yuze came in. The main reason is that Ye Yuze is too young and a Chinese. In his heart, Chinese medicine is like a witch doctor who only knows how to dance.

When Ye Yuze said this, the disdain in his eyes became even stronger, and he said to John: "John, I don't need this Chinese doll to treat me. Please ask him out."

Ye Yuze was stunned for a moment. He understood that Americans were conceited, but generally speaking, they would maintain etiquette. It would be weird to be kicked away when you treat a patient yourself.

But he didn't get angry. Since they didn't use him, why did he worry about it? Even if he died, it would only be his mother who would be distressed.

Watching Ye Yuze walk out of the ward, John chased him out and said apologetically: "I'm sorry Yuze, Soros has this temper and is too conceited."

When Ye Yuze heard the name, he was stunned for a moment: "Soros, the Soros of Quantum Fund?"

John nodded, his eyes full of guilt: "He is my friend, please don't take offense because he is a patient."

Ye Yuze patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry John, I'm here just for your sake and it has nothing to do with him. But now that he doesn't believe me, I can't treat him anymore."

John didn't stop him and watched Ye Yuze walk out of the hospital, shrugging regretfully. Then walked back to the ward.

Soros saw him coming in and smiled: "Don't look like that, my friend, I only believe in you. If you can't cure me, then I can only go to God to sue you! As for the Chinese child, or forget it?"

John looked serious: "Shut up Soros, I have been sitting in a wheelchair for so long, and it was this Chinese boy in your mouth who cured me, and he only used a few silver needles as thick as hair. Without him, I would be here now." Still lying in a wheelchair!"

Soros was startled by his old friend's rage and quickly apologized: "I really don't know about this. I just know that your illness was cured by the Chinese. I thought it was just spreading rumors. I'm sorry John."

Seeing Soros admitting his mistake, John calmed down. He knew that his friend was extremely conceited, and it was extremely rare for him to admit his mistake like this.

So he sighed and said, "I feel sorry for you, my friend. You may have missed an opportunity to get better as soon as possible."

Soros shook his head: "I don't care. In terms of medicine, I only believe in our American equipment and doctors."

John didn't argue with him, but asked the nurse to put the monitor on him again.

Soros protested: "John, you can't do this. Didn't it just be withdrawn after the inspection was fine? I feel very uncomfortable carrying these things."

John ignored him, turned around and walked out, muttering, you are not only a bad boy in the financial market, but also a bad boy in the hospital bed.

Ye Yuze, who was driving, searched for information about Soros in his mind.

"Buffett in prosperity, Soros in troubled times." This is a saying widely circulated in the financial world. It describes Buffett and Soros, as two of the most influential investors in the world, their strong appeal to the market and their completely different approaches. investment style.

In the ups and downs of the financial market in the past few decades, the two are among the few survivors and even profit takers. If Buffett's value investment philosophy has allowed him to thrive in the "prosperous times" of finance, then Soros is a "financial vulture" who has made a lot of money from speculation in "troubled times".

This financial vulture has done many shocking things. For example, in 1992, Soros used his "Quantum Fund" to short-sell the British pound for US$10 billion.

The British government used nearly 30 billion US dollars in foreign exchange reserves to maintain the pound exchange rate to fight back. As a result, the British government suffered a disastrous defeat and was forced to withdraw from the European exchange rate system. Soros not only made nearly $1 billion in profit, but also became famous in the international financial community.

Such a person who dares to fight against the government of a country on his own is called a bad boy in the financial market.

Ye Yuze muttered: "What a bad boy, you will soon become a good boy who can't get up."

John didn't dare to leave the hospital at night. No matter who didn't believe Ye Yuze, he did. So every once in a while, he would go to the Soros ward to inspect.

The reason why Soros was not examined again was because he had been examined when he first came in. Because he was delivered in time, and after a large amount of thrombolytic and anticoagulant drugs were administered, his condition has improved significantly. Now that less than twelve hours have passed, it is obviously unnecessary.

And John believed that Soros's limbs would slowly recover even if Ye Yuze didn't give him treatment, it would just take a little longer.

By late night, John was tired. Before going to bed, he asked Soros's special guard to keep an eye on his condition at all times, and then went to sleep.

But at this time, Soros lost his temper and asked the special nurse to remove all the tubes on his body. It was very uncomfortable to sleep like this.

Soros had a bad temper, and the special guards were afraid of him, so they had to withdraw from him after being threatened several times. Then Soros drove him to sleep outside.

But when she woke up from a long sleep, she quietly opened the door and took a look inside, then screamed and rushed in.

Soros' face was blue and there was foam at the mouth, as if he had difficulty breathing.

When John was woken up and arrived, Soros was already rescuing him. After examination, it was found that there was a large thrombus near the heart that could not be dissolved by the medicine.

John performed the surgery himself and removed the blood clot.