Since 1981 Health School

Chen Qi likes money and money, but he has his own bottom line.

For example, every time he goes to the seafood market, from the perspective of future generations, how cheap is it to exchange medicines for other people's big lobsters?

But if you are in Africa, a place where birds don’t shit, you will know that people don’t like to eat big lobsters at all. Generally, fishermen just throw them into the sea when they catch them.

Even if the call came back, it would be put in a big footed basin and sold to urban residents or a few foreigners at a price that could not even cost cabbage.

As for peacock abalone, a top-notch delicacy in high-end restaurants in European and American countries, you just need to find the right place, and there are a lot of seaside.

And although this thing is precious, it has no taste in itself, and needs seasoning to shine. What good seasoning do you expect Uncle Hei, who can't get enough of rice, to have? How about some salt?

It is impossible for Africans to do the Buddha jump over the wall.

How precious is Chen Qi's medicine in a place where common pneumonia kills people? What is the value of a box of ordinary cephalosporins that can cure a terminal illness in the eyes of an African?

Believe it or not, if Chen Qi took out a box of cephalosporins, he could earn hundreds of times and thousands of times from the rich?

He really likes to eat seafood. He is rich and can buy a large bucket of various seafood with only a small amount of money. Why does he insist on paying with medicine?

If it wasn't for his space's fresh-keeping function, why would he need so much seafood? How many lobsters of this size can he eat in one meal?

To put it bluntly, he wants to save more people and give more people hope to live.

On the other hand, Chen Qi is going to ruthlessly slaughter these African chiefs, officers, or mine owners. Is there any moral stain?

Why not slaughter? These powers treat their own nationals like pigs, and the whole country, or all the people in the village are working for them.

And they are like blood-sucking worms, enjoying a life of luxury that ordinary Europeans and Americans cannot enjoy, eating top-quality steaks, drinking top-quality red wine, and dancing European and American popular dances.

They treat the people like pigs, and of course Chen Qi will treat them like pigs too.

So when Dean Bagley said that there was a lack of advanced antibiotics, Chen Qi showed a slight smile on his face.

"You don't, I have..."

Dean Bagley and Director Mombetto were very interested in hearing this. As doctors, they have a natural curiosity and desire for medicines, so they hurriedly asked:

"Doctor Chen, what high-end products do you have? Where did you get them? Did Hua Guo produce them?"

If Chen Qi said it was made in Huaguo, they would definitely be suspicious.

After all, ordinary people don't know. Those who have studied abroad don't know what Huaguo is like?

They studied abroad in the 1950s and 1960s. At that time, China, ahem, seemed not much better than Africa.

Big is big enough, but big is not strong. Coupled with the demonized propaganda of the European and American media, everyone knows that Huaguo cannot produce high-end pharmaceuticals and industrial products.

Chen Qi smiled mysteriously, knowing that these two guys were not easy to fool around, so he took out a box of injections from the big backpack.

Dean Bagley and Mombetto shrank their pupils, and immediately rushed over to look at it.

"Ceftriaxone? Swiss Roche Pharmaceuticals, oh my god, this is a good medicine, the third-generation cephalosporin, it hasn't been on the market for long, right? I heard it's expensive and has miraculous effects."

Chen Qi didn't answer, and took out another injection from his backpack:

The two black doctors exclaimed again:

"This is, this is levofloxacin? The Hearst company in Germany has just launched it a few years ago. How did you get it, Dr. Chen? Even our National Hospital in Freetown doesn't have a few bottles."

Chen Qi said casually:

"I'm a double director of the International Medical Association. What medicines can't be obtained? How about it? Do you think that if these medicines are used, can Commander Teodoro Z survive the severe burn infection?"

Dr Mombetto said firmly: "The hope is great, very great."

Dean Bagley thought more about it. After all, Freetown National Hospital does not have these high-grade antibiotics, but the quantity is too small.

One is that it has not been long since it was launched, and there is no patent promotion authorization yet. Only one factory is in production, and the output cannot increase. There is not much volume in so many countries around the world.

The other is that it is too expensive. People have spent hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars to invent drugs. Of course, they have to recover the cost and make a lot of money. This price is not affordable for ordinary people.

Even if it is based on the financial resources of Freetown National Hospital, it can't buy much, even if there is a small amount of emergency treatment, top politicians are given priority, such as the commander-in-chief, such as the prime minister level.

Commander Z of the army of a small country, the son of an indigenous chieftain, his level is just like that, it is impossible to give him all of them.

So Dean Bagley expressed his concerns:

"Doctor Chen, looking at the situation of Commander Teodoro Z, I am afraid that the dosage of these high-grade antibacterial drugs will be very large, and the use time will be relatively long. Can you guarantee this quantity?"

Halfway through the use of the medicine, the medicine was suddenly stopped at a critical moment, and the money was spent and the person was not rescued. The scene was even more ugly, and there was no way to explain it to the family.

Doctor Huaguo can pat his ass and leave, but he, Dean Bagley, can go into exile overseas. He has seen the vindictiveness of these big dogs.

Chen Qi's expression was still that of an expert: "I'm full, oh no, I'm enough."

Nonsense, there is a warehouse of medicines in his space. Although one is used and one is missing, it is a drop in the bucket for a patient to use.

Dean Bagley is relieved now, he is a human being after all, and understands what Chen Qi means by these words.

The medicine is privately owned by the family, so of course the money must be given to the private person, and the price is absolutely astonishing, which requires the consent of the family members.

As for colluding with family members, of course he, a local doctor, had to communicate.

After a while, Chief Raodo, the father of Commander Teodoro Z, and his wife came over, and everyone came to a small house next to the emergency room.

close the door.

Chen Qi's identity is a member of the Huaguo Medical Corps, a member of the government, and it is actually a mistake to sell medicine privately now, so it is impossible to negotiate in broad daylight under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Raodo, the father of Commander Teodoro Z, was a great chief (landlord) in the southern province, and the tribal territory he controlled was in the capital Freetown.

With the construction of the capital city, Raodo has already made a lot of money. In addition, he also owns a small oil field and two gold mines, so the Raodo family is very rich.

They are also chiefs, but Nkuima is incomparable to them. Nkuiba only has sheep in his hands, while others have oil in their hands.

Previously, the Huaguo doctor had no records, but now that Dr. Chen arrived, the rescue went smoothly immediately, so the old man, Chief Raodo, had long believed in his heart that Chen Qi had real skills and was not a parallel importer.

So now facing this Dr. Chen, Raodo's attitude is respectful.

Disrespect is not enough, whether his son can survive depends entirely on this Huaguo doctor, which Raodo is very clear about.

"Dr. Chen, Dean Bagley has explained to me my son's condition and follow-up treatment plan. We also know that the rescue is very difficult, and whether he can survive depends entirely on you. So we listen to you, and you use it. What kind of medicine can be used, but I just don’t know how much it costs?”

Mrs. Teodoro also nodded again and again in agreement.

Chen Qi smacked his lips, feeling very fond of this upright old man.

"Mr. Chief and Madam, you must already know that these medicines are rare even in the international market, and they are very precious. In the European and American markets, they cost several hundred dollars a piece."

Chief Laodo nodded repeatedly. Dean Bagley had just explained to them, and this was public news, so they understood.

"I got these medicines through my personal relationship, and they were transported thousands of miles from Europe to Sierra Lean. The process in the middle was not easy. I didn't plan to take them out. I kept them for my own use. After all I am an international dual director and have many high-end patients."

Chen Qi abruptly made an embedded advertisement, which not only talked about the preciousness of the medicine, but also raised his own status to facilitate bargaining.

"However, I personally admire Commander Teodoro Z, who personally fought to the death with the enemy for the sake of the country and the nation, what a great people's hero he is, and what a great proletarian revolutionary fighter he is.

I am resolutely prepared to take out these top-notch medicines, so don't talk about the price. Human life is priceless, let alone the life of a hero. I decided not to pay any money, even if I go bankrupt! "

Chen Qi was emotional, and he said it firmly. For people who came from that era, didn't this kind of slogan just open their mouths?

But he didn't realize that this kind of slogan is only suitable in China. What kind of proletariat is Teodoro?

People are the exploiting class, okay?

Such an obvious loophole, but to the ears of Chief Laodo, it is so touching, so comfortable, and so touching.

This doctor from China admires his son, which shows that his son is amazing, and he almost sacrificed his life for the country, which is to praise his son to the sky.

Who doesn't want to listen to good words, who doesn't want face?

If his son's behavior today is defined as "heroic struggle and sacrifice for the country", then the status of the Laodo tribe in Sierra Lean will be more stable in the future, and it will be easier to obtain benefits and popular support.

At that time, if you say: "I have made meritorious service for the country, and I have shed blood for the organization. If you don't believe me, see if the doctors in Huaguo worship my son", you can gain righteousness and defeat those competitors.

So Chief Laodo was excited, his hands trembling:

"Dr. Chen, thank you. You have paid a lot for my son. We can't let the honest people suffer. The money must be given. Tell me how much it is. I'll go home and get the money right away. It doesn't matter if you want it in dollars or pounds." .”

If Dean Guo was by his side, he would definitely yell at him, you shitty honest man.

What is Chen Qitu? The picture is the sentence of the big dog, he doesn't ask for the price, let the others pay by themselves, this is a huge profit.

Of course, there are also risks involved. If the big dog is so sincere and agrees, then Chen Qi will not lose money. Anyway, he didn't buy the medicine with money.

Chen Qi pretended to be embarrassed: "No, no, no, I really worship heroes, and I really don't take money."

At this time, Chief Laodo was determined to give money to this "dear Huaguo doctor". He is also a social person, so he naturally understands that the doctor's flattery must be captured, not only the money for the medicine, but also the red envelope.

"In this way, Dr. Chen, I don't know how much these foreign imported medicines cost, but I know that these medicines are hard-won and very precious. They can save my son's life. My family will give us 100,000 US dollars and 10 kilograms of gold. Is it enough?"

$100,000 and 10 kilograms of gold are really nothing to a family with hundreds of millions of dollars in assets.

When Chen Qi heard that the situation seemed calm on the surface, he was already making calculations in his mind.

A bottle of ceftriaxone and a bottle of levofloxacin, no matter how expensive they were in the 1980s, were only one or two hundred dollars, or 200 dollars a day.

No matter how long the course of treatment for the "Roast Duck Commander" on the hospital bed was, it would only last a month at most, so the monthly cost of antibacterial drugs alone would be 6,000 US dollars.

As for other conventional treatment drugs such as lanatoside, naloxone, and dobutamine, Freetown National Hospital will provide them.

Then, after doing the math, Chen Qi made a profit of 94,000 in one fell swoop, but don't forget that there is still 10 kilograms of gold to come.

Ordinary people buy gold by the gram, and others by the kilogram. If such a big dog is not to be slaughtered, who will be slaughtered?

Chen Qi said no, no, when he got the box containing US dollars and gold, he received it faster than anyone else.

Of course, the money was received, and Chen Qi was not going to announce it. There are more than 100 people in the African medical aid team. Who knows how many people are people in front of their faces and ghosts behind their backs. Chen Qi is afraid of suffering.

It was only when there was no one around at night that Chen Qi called several members of his team into the duty room.

After everyone arrived, Chen Qi looked around and saw that there was no one around, and quickly closed the door tightly. It was like a spy meeting, and it frightened the others.

Then Chen Qi took out 5 envelopes and gave one to each of them.

Yi Zewen was a little strange: "Dean Chen, this, this is US dollars? What are you doing for us?"

Chen Kuu pursed his lips: "It was given by his family, so don't ask too much, just hide it. There will definitely be more red envelopes like this in the future."

Chen Li quietly counted, and her eyes lit up: "Wow, it's another $1,000."

Even He Fule, the most experienced anesthesiologist, had his heart beating faster. The two red envelopes added up to 2,000 yuan, and 20,000 yuan in exchange on the black market. Absolutely huge sums of money, the key is that there will be more in the future.

In the small office, several people were as excited as a little mouse who stole rice, laughing and laughing.

Chen Qi saw that the team members were happy, and he was also happy:

"Okay, the money has been collected, and the follow-up services must be managed well. The patient has not passed the critical period, and you see that the environment in this ward is too simple. Let's build a relatively sterile ward tomorrow. Let's collect money You have to do things, and do good things.”

"Sterile ward, is this the condition?"