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In the past, Western medicine and later modern medicine, during the period of primitive accumulation in European and American countries, actually had blood on their hands.

Death row prisoners, domestic slaves, war criminals, and even ordinary people from defeated countries are all their experimental subjects.

Otherwise, how could current medical technology develop so rapidly in just one or two hundred years?

For example, why is Japanese medicine so advanced? Don't forget the numerous crimes committed by 731 in our country. They were doing human experiments and medical anatomy on ordinary people. It's strange that the level of this is not improving quickly.

Another example is genetically modified experiments. Do you dare to experiment in developed countries such as Europe and the United States? So it's all done in poor African or Asian countries. People don't even have enough to eat, so they don't care about health at all?

Another example is clinical drug testing, which is a necessary process for modern hospitals to launch a new drug, requiring tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of experimenters to provide clinical data.

But do these clinical trials dare to be carried out in developed countries?

So it is the poor and backward black uncles who are the unlucky guinea pigs, as well as the Asian people, including a certain country, who are their experimental bases.

Many doctors let you take certain experimental drugs without being informed at all, and then ask the patients to pay for this and other tests to verify the effectiveness of the drugs.

Is what they did considered procedural justice, reasonable and legal?

Of course, European and American countries took the lead and completed the primitive accumulation of medicine, and then turned into holy mothers, accusing China of being incompetent and inhumane. Even my country's papers on the subject of hepatobiliary and pancreatic diseases were refused to be published.

Say there is something wrong with the source of your organs.

To put it bluntly, they just want to restrict you, discredit you, and attack you because you are ahead in the field of hepatobiliary and pancreatic diseases. That’s all.

Then your European and American countries publish so many papers and data every year, are the sources all reasonable, legal and reasonable? Are they all well-documented? Are there really so many people who voluntarily donate their bodies for your experiments?

The answer must be no.

Don’t forget which countries are the largest organ demanders in the world? It must be a rich developed country. How can you buy organs if you don’t have money? How can I afford surgery? How can I take expensive anti-ovulation drugs for a long time?

So where do the organs from countries like the United States, Britain, France, Japan, Germany, Italy, and Canada come from?

From a criminological perspective, whoever is the biggest beneficiary is likely to be a criminal.

When you have business, there is killing.

Why do people think of women trafficking and organ trafficking when talking about Eastern Europe? Who are the organs sold to in Eastern Europe? That’s not the latest European developed country, so is this part of the transaction legal?

So for the experimental organs that European doctors need, where is the legal source of transplant organs?

And the world's largest "black market for human organs" is in the United States. How dare you, an American doctor, say that the sources of organs from other countries are illegal?

In addition, there is a "blind area" in organ trading, which is comparable to Southeast Asia.

That's the high seas.

Outsiders may not know, but no one in the industry knows that many evil things happen on the high seas, and the leaders are doctors from European and American countries.

For example, a cruise ship carries a boatload of people out to sea, maybe hundreds or thousands of people, and it is said that it takes these poor people to go abroad to work.

Once your ship reaches the high seas, hell on earth will begin, which is to remove your human organs, assemble a batch and then quickly transport them to all parts of the world by helicopter.

As for people whose organs have been cut off, it's even simpler. They can be thrown into the Pacific Ocean like garbage and their bodies can't be found.

It's simply a "killing factory", one-stop service.

There are no laws on the high seas, and these "murder factories" will leave no evidence behind, making it impossible to try them.

So let me ask again, where did these human organs go? Where are the markets with huge demand for these organs that can afford them?

So don’t follow others’ opinions and don’t look down on your own people or your own country. India definitely has problems with the organ trade. There is no doubt about this, but are European and American countries innocent?

But there is no other way. The world's mainstream media are in their hands, and mainstream medical journals are also in their hands. How can they expose their shortcomings?

No matter which country you are in, those who play politics and those who play in the media have dirty hearts, without exception.

Chen Qi slept in the Sheraton Great Wall Hotel during the day.

The Great Wall Hotel is one of the earliest five-star hotels in the capital. It mainly receives foreigners for business inspections. The conditions are definitely first-class at this period.

Chen Qi is rich, so staying in a hotel is a trivial matter.

Anyway, Lan Lijuan was not here, and Dean Chen didn't think about going back to the unit to claim the reimbursement, so of course he did whatever he felt comfortable with.

After waking up and inviting a customer to dine, Chen Qi drank iced Coke and blew the air conditioner while shouting at a table full of seafood:

"This is the enjoyment of life."

In the evening, Professor Ge came over.

As soon as he entered the guest room, the old man couldn't help but look around:

"Damn, Chen Qi, you really know how to enjoy it. Look at this sofa, look at this Simmons, oh, and this big color TV. Oh, this customer actually has a refrigerator. The cold wind is blowing, it's so damn comfortable. …”

Chen Qi laughed loudly after hearing this:

"Comrade Lao Ge, after all you are also a first-level professor at Peking University, chairman of the Chinese Alliance for Cleft Lip and Palate Diagnosis and Treatment, and you have a courtyard with a separate courtyard at home. Is this still a problem for you?"

It is not so much the professors who are left behind, but rather the entrepreneurs. All of them are extremely rich, and the graduate students they teach are free coolies.

Professor Ge was unconvinced when he heard this:

"Can I enjoy it? Do I dare to enjoy it? My current salary plus subsidy adds up to more than 600 yuan a month. This little money is not as much as the old lady selling tea eggs earns. By the way, you are talking about this courtyard house Can it really rise to hundreds of millions? If it is so valuable, why are it being demolished everywhere now?"

In 1990, with the help of the Asian Games, large-scale construction was carried out everywhere in the third ring road of the capital, vowing to build a modern new capital.

A large number of old buildings such as courtyard houses have been demolished, and new high-rise buildings have been built.

In the eyes of Chinese people, modernization = high-rise buildings.

Ge Minghua had performed a flying knife surgery with Chen Qi, and for $10,000 in labor fees, he also bought a two-bedroom courtyard house next to Jingshan under Chen Qi's deception.

His logic is very simple. Since the courtyard house is so precious, why did it have to be demolished?

Chen Qi poured a glass of iced Coke and placed it in front of Professor Ge:

"You can just take it with confidence. Our few courtyard houses are all in areas that cannot be demolished. If they demolish them and demolish them all, wouldn't the remaining courtyard houses be valuable? Not to mention that people now like to live in buildings with flush toilets. These are the people who have had enough of the Zayuan.

In a few years, nouveau riche from all over the country will move to Beijing. By then, courtyard houses will become luxury homes in the minds of outsiders. They can be bought and sold without blinking an eye, and if they are renovated, they will actually be comfortable to live in. It's a private house with no one to disturb you. "

What Chen Qi did not tell Professor Ge was that except for the courtyard houses occupied by various government agencies, these areas were not allowed to be listed for trading.

Decades later, there are only 300 courtyard houses in Beiping City that have clear property rights, no rental disputes, and can be listed for sale.

Things are rare and expensive, so the price shouldn't go sky high?

Chen Qi has a courtyard house in his hand, which is right next to the moat of the Forbidden City. It has three entrances. He will never sell it without 1 billion in the future.

The two chatted about housing prices for a long time, and then they got back to the right track:

"Professor Ge, what was the result of today's national conference? You won a great victory, and you are better than anyone else, right?"

Chen Qi has told Ge Minghua the true cause of his illness. He must have appeared in front of others today to satisfy his desire to show off, right?

"Shit, they are a bunch of old stubborns. They all insist on their own opinions and barely take action. The only exception is that Meng Yushu. He is always beaten with sticks when he opens his mouth or shuts up. Why are you the number one man in the country? It's whatever you say.

What do you think he said in the end? He said that regardless of whether it was a fibroma or an abnormal proliferation of bone fibers, the most important thing was to solve the patient's lesions. The key was to perform the surgery on the small patient first. This glorious task belongs to Ge Minghua Mo of Peking University Third Hospital. genus.

Listen, are these human words? This is not to roast me in front of my peers across the country. Meng Yushu has established an image of a good doctor who is humble, prudent, and considerate of his patients. He is really a piece of stinky shit. "

Professor Ge scolded Chen Qi for a long time, then looked at Chen Qi with his eyes. Seeing that he had no reaction, he coughed a few times:

"This, this, Chen Qi, how confident are you about this operation now?"

Chen Qi asked back: "Lao Ge, if you were asked to perform this operation alone, how confident would you be?"

Ge Minghua shook his head: "I'm not sure at all. I don't even know what's going on inside the bones. What do you want me to do with this operation?"

Chen Qi leaned on the sofa and said casually:

"Surgery is difficult. Since Vice President Meng is carrying the sedan chair for you, let's not let him down. By the way, when is the surgery scheduled?"

"It is scheduled for the morning of tomorrow. There will be a live broadcast at that time. All colleagues will come to watch, and reporters from the media will also come."

"That's good, I'll recharge my batteries tomorrow, and we'll teach them a lesson the day after tomorrow, haha."

Professor Ge felt relieved when he heard this: "Sure, I feel relieved because of your words. Brother, whether I can get the members of the academic department depends on how you go about it the day after tomorrow."

The next day, Chen Qi didn't go anywhere and kept preparing tools in the room.

Based on the measurement of the head size of the young patient, Chen Qi also had to prepare a lot of materials for surgery. In addition, he also had to combine all the inspection reports to simulate the surgery again.

On the morning of the third day, Professor Ge got up early and went to the Lama Temple to burn three incense sticks. Then he and Chen Qi met at the Third Hospital of Peking University.

Chen Qi wore a white coat and a mask from Peking University Third Hospital and was waiting in the operating room one step ahead. (End of chapter)