Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

After thinking about this, Fang Lang knew what was going on. He raised his head and looked around the room. When he saw the chaotic ward environment, he frowned and said to Qi Qingshan beside him:

"You go out and find the director of the hospital and ask them to move the little guy to a high-end single ward. I will arrange for people from Fangyuan Group to pay for the subsequent treatment costs."

When Qi Qingshan heard this, he didn't waste any time, nodded and turned around to leave.

After hearing what Fang Lang said, Mrs. Heydrich waved her hands in a panic and said:

"Your Majesty General, no, no, we are home."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Lang interrupted directly:

"Madam, the little guy's disease is contagious, and you don't want him to be cross-infected with other patients in the ward!

I asked him to go to the single ward not only to be responsible for him, but also to other patients.

As for the cost of treatment, you don’t have to worry at all, just treat it as a little thought from me.”

Mrs. Heydrich, who had always behaved very elegantly, heard this and could no longer maintain her aristocratic etiquette. Her emotions gradually showed signs of losing control, and she could only murmur:

"This and this."

Obviously, he lost his composure for a while. With the noble lady's background, she shouldn't be so at a loss, but obviously the hardships in life have slowly worn away the arrogance in her body.

She was grateful for Fang Lang's kindness, but also worried that she would not be able to repay the favor. From this point of view, she didn't know whether she was lucky or unlucky to meet Antal Heydrich.

Seeing her look, Fang Lang couldn't help but understand what she was thinking. He smiled and waved his hands and said:

"Don't take it to heart, madam. This little thing is not worth mentioning to me. Colonel Antal Heydrich and I are both Navy colleagues, so forget it if you don't know these things.

Now that we have met, how can we remain indifferent?

Also, if the penicillin injection has no effect after two weeks, it is obviously not the right medicine.

But don’t worry, I still have some connections in the United States. I’ll send a telegram to the United States later to see if I can invite some American experts and professors to come over and show the little guy.”

Now Mrs. Heydrich really could no longer maintain her image. She looked at Fang Lang in disbelief and her voice became trembling.

"General General, can you really let American experts come over to treat Riccardo?"

Hearing this, Fang Lang smiled slightly. The United States is a capitalist country. Is there anything that money can't solve? If there is, it can only mean that the money is not enough, or the money is given in the wrong place.

But Fang Lang would definitely not say it directly. After all, how can the other party cherish something that is too easy to obtain!

"Although this is somewhat difficult, please rest assured that I will do my best."

Surprisingly, after Mrs. Heydrich heard Fang Lang's words, her first reaction was to cross herself with her right hand, and her speech gradually became smoother.

"Oh! Maikar! God bless, the Lord must have heard our request and sent an angel like you to save us.

General, thank you very much."

Fang Lang frowned when he heard this, "What do you mean, God and I are not familiar with each other, and he didn't ask me to save you! I spent a lot of money and effort for a long time, but you don't thank me, but thank God,

This is boring.

Adams Teach on the side knew very well what the purpose of Fang Lang's coming here this time. When he heard Mrs. Heydrich started to pray, he couldn't help but frown, what the hell?

Looking at Fang Lang's expression next to him, he still didn't understand that the other party was also a little dissatisfied. He quickly thought about how to guide the other party to remember this feeling on Fang Lang.

"Ahem, ahem, Mrs. Heydrich, our General Fang is of Chinese descent and he does not believe in Christianity."

Mrs. Heydrich, who was praying, was stunned by these words. She raised her head and glanced at Fang Lang's complexion, realizing that what the other party said was the truth.

Looking at Adams Teach's expression again, she also came back to her senses and understood that the other party wanted to remind him that Fang Lang's coming to help his son had nothing to do with God.

But for a devout believer like her, there is no necessary connection between whether the other person believes in God and whether he is an angel sent by God. With the power of God, it is not impossible to appoint a pagan to help her.

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Therefore, although he understood what Adams Teach meant, he did not intend to say anything more, which made the atmosphere suddenly awkward.

Fortunately, at this time Qi Qingshan came in with three men in white coats, pointed to Riccardo Heydrich's hospital bed and said:

"This is the patient."

The three of them took a look at the situation in the ward, and the oldest man said to the two behind him:

"Then hurry up and transfer the patient to a single ward!"

After saying that, he took two quick steps and came to Fang Lang and others, stretched out his right hand and said:

"Hello, I am Bilkiel Olsson, the director of the hospital. Nice to meet you!"

At this moment, Fang Lang had adjusted his mentality. Although Mrs. Heydrich in front of him put the credit on God's head, he felt unhappy, but it was hard to say anything.

After all, his real target is not this lady. As long as his husband can accept his love, that is enough.

However, I can’t help but sigh in my heart. The Western traditional education in this era is really deeply rooted in the spread of doctrines! No wonder there are so many church schools everywhere.

It’s no wonder that the other party, an aristocratic lady, has the ability to organize salon gatherings, but is unable to use the wealth in her hands to accumulate wealth. Instead, she is sitting on nothing and has reached her current situation.

It seems that this so-called aristocratic education is not very good!

Seeing the hospital director who came in person, Fang Lang also smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand to shake hands, and said politely:

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"Nice to meet you, Mr. Dean! I am Fang Lang.

Please take good care of this kid Riccardo Heydrich."

Although no one had told the dean the identity of the young man in front of him, he still noticed that he was different from the crowd at a glance, otherwise he would not have turned a blind eye to a middle-aged man wearing a colonel's uniform.

Shake hands with Fang Lang directly.

When he heard that the other person introduced himself with just a simple name, he did not ask further questions, but nodded very politely:

"Please rest assured that our hospital is the best hospital in Rio de Janeiro and has the best medical team. We will do our best to help this little kid Riccardo Heydrich with his treatment."

Fang Lang just listened to the other party's so-called best hospital and best medical team and did not take it too seriously. Although the other party said that he would go all out for treatment, he could not guarantee that he could be cured.

Both East and West understand these things, so he will not deliberately expose the other party. He just smiled, nodded, and asked:

"I don't know if there are any specific drugs for the treatment of tuberculosis now."

After hearing Fang Lang's inquiry, Dean Birkir Olsson shook his head slightly and sighed:

"So far, we have not found a better treatment. However, please rest assured that our medical team will go all out."

Good guy, after talking for a long time, let’s talk nonsense. Fang Lang also roughly understood the level of this hospital, nodded and asked calmly:

"I've heard of a drug called streptomycin, do you have it here?"

"I don't think I've heard of this."

As he said that, he also looked at the two doctors who came in with him, and they both looked confused and shook their heads slightly.

Seeing this scene, Fang Lang could only shrug his shoulders, smiled nonchalantly and said:

"It doesn't matter. Please move the child to a single ward first!

In the later stage, I will try to invite several experts and professors from the United States to come and show it to the children. I wonder if your hospital would mind."

"Ah! Really? Can you invite experts from the United States to come to our hospital for consultation?

This is really great, of course we won’t mind, we don’t know when the other party is planning to come over.”

Fang Lang knew about the conventional operations such as experts and professor-level doctors in later generations, flying knives, and consultations, but he didn't know if they would be acceptable to everyone in this era, so he asked this question.

Unexpectedly, instead of having any unhappy thoughts, the other party was full of excitement and looked at Fang Lang expectantly. This was beyond Fang Lang's expectation, but it was good, as it could save a lot of trouble.

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In the future, my hospital in Sao Paulo will definitely invite experts and professors from medically developed areas in Europe and the United States to come over for knife surgery, consultation, and teaching. This will not only solve the needs of patients, but also improve the medical level of the hospital doctors.

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Maybe the dean in front of him had the same idea as him, which made him look at him with admiration.

"Now I have this idea and want to give it a try. Whether it can work depends on whether the doctors in the United States are willing.

Since your hospital can accept it, then we will start operating in the United States."

Hearing this, Mr. Dean’s smiling eyes narrowed into slits, and he nodded repeatedly:

"Please rest assured that our hospital will fully cooperate. If your operation can be successful, please be sure to inform us in advance and we will do a good job in reception."

Fang Lang looked at the other party and smiled knowingly. It seems that there are many smart people in this world! Although the dean did not say what they wanted to do, Fang Lang already had some vague guesses in his heart.

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Mrs. Heydrich, who had been standing beside her, heard the conversation between the two and understood that General Fang in front of her really wanted to help her son bring experts and professors from the United States for consultation.

His mood became excited again, and the trace of embarrassment just now was forgotten by him. He bowed and saluted Fang Lang seriously:

"Your Majesty General, thank you very much."

Hearing that the other person was not thanking God this time, Fang Lang also smiled, looked into the other person's eyes and said:

"We are colleagues of Colonel Antal Heydrich. I will try my best, but I can't guarantee whether it will succeed, so don't thank me in a hurry."

Mrs. Heydrich was a little hesitant when she heard the words. She could hear the difference in Fang Lang's tone before and now, but she couldn't understand the meaning of Fang Lang's words for a while.

It can only be thought that the other party is worried that there is no absolute guarantee of success, so he said this.

But Adams Teach next to him was a smart man, and he immediately understood the meaning of Fang Lang's words, and glanced helplessly at the elegant young aristocratic woman in front of him.

I sighed softly in my heart, shook my head secretly, and thought, now it depends on what Mrs. Heydrich will say to Colonel Antal Heydrich.

If Colonel Antal Heydrich was smart enough, he should seize the time to visit General Fang.