Super Doctor: Become Stronger From Signing In

Coming out of Lin Feng's office, Su Yang felt very heavy. What he said just now was just to comfort Lin Feng.

In fact, he knows the situation of his generation best. Just like him, he grew up in an orphanage without the care of his parents and teachers, so he appeared so strong and independent.

But for those who have been under the care of their parents since childhood and the environment was superior when they were young, in the face of such disasters, can they be stable, can they have the spirit of sacrifice and dedication, these are huge question marks.

Standing in the corridor of the department, Su Yang suddenly wanted to see how the dialect was going.

Because his brother died in a foreign land before, his liver source is gone. Now he is queuing to match the liver source again, and he doesn't know if he has been matched.

Along the corridor of the department, Su Yang came to the dialect ward.

As soon as he entered the ward, Su Yang found that the dialect at this time was pale, and although there was still a breath of life, his chest was still undulating, but the whole person seemed to be lifeless.

Such a person is alive as if dead.

Seeing Su Yang coming in, sitting next to the dialect bed and guarding the dialect assistant, he quickly stood up and said to Su Yang, "Doctor Su, you are here."

"sit down."

Su Yang waved his hand, motioning him not to stand up.

"Doctor Su..."

In dialect, seeing Su Yang coming, with a little expression on his lifeless face, he said slowly and hoarsely.

"How are you feeling lately?"

Su Yang asked routinely.

"Doctor Su, how can I feel as a person waiting to die?"

Dialect said with a wry smile.

Since knowing the news of his brother's death, he has no liver source, and all his hopes of life have been shattered.

"You can't say the same. Your physical data has already begun to match in the nationwide liver source bank. Don't give up hope."

Su Yang had to comfort the dialect like this.

"Doctor Su, to tell you the truth, I am going to country T tomorrow. You are here today, and I just happen to give you a personal advice."

The dialect looked at Su Yang and suddenly said.

"Country T? The level of medical care there is far inferior to here. Where did you go and what did you do?"

Su Yang couldn't help asking.

This country T is just a small bordering country with very average medical standards. Even if the dialect is going to go, it is going to a place with advanced medical standards in the world like M. At this time, there are not a few days to live. Why are you going to country T suddenly?

"Doctor Su, country T has my only hope of surviving."

The dialect didn't explain too much, just said such a word indifferently.

"What kind of hope is it?"

Su Yang wanted to break his head, but he couldn't understand why the medical level was far lower than that of the country T. What kind of hospital or doctor could be able to cure the terminally ill and the dialect that needs liver replacement.

"Doctor Su, I hope we can see each other in the future. You are a good doctor. I have heard about your recent events. You are doing very well, much better than me."

The dialect sighed and said, speaking of this, his spirit suddenly improved.

"Dr. Su, President Fang is going to Country T tomorrow. I also hope that you can sort out all the treatment data and physical data of the General Manager. These will be taken with you."

The assistant looked at Su Yang and said respectfully.

The young man in front of him is a few years younger than him, but he is already the hottest new star in the biomedical circle.

Is the gap between people really such a big one?

He is still under the command of others, running errands for others, and Su Yang has easily established his own company worth billions.

"This is natural. I will prepare all the data, including genetic data."

Su Yang nodded. Although I don't know what hospital and doctor he was looking for in the dialect of country T, it is Su Yang's job to prepare these materials.

"That's it, goodbye, Doctor Su."

Dialect slowly said to Su Yang, after speaking, he looked very tired and entered a state of closed eyes and meditation.

"Doctor Su, Fang is going to rest, let me get the information with you."

Upon seeing this, the assistant stood up and said.

"okay."

Su Yang nodded.

After Su Yang and his assistant walked out of the ward.

The encrypted phone on the bedside suddenly rang, and the dialect took a look at the phone with difficulty. It was a transnational call from country T.

Pressing the connection button on the phone, a slightly gloomy voice came out.

"Fang Xiansen, my side is ready, you can come over."

Hearing this not-so-standard Mandarin, the dialect's expression immediately became serious.

"Do you really have a liver source over there?"

Dialects are still not convinced, these people who have gone to T country and rooted in T country have the ability to find a usable liver for him.

"President Fang, you can rest assured, our side is now the most advanced biological cultivation technology in the world. You can use your cells to cultivate a complete liver for you. The cell tissue you sent over before, It has been put in a petri dish. As long as your funds are in place, you will soon be able to install a liver cultivated by your cells and live for decades."

On the other side of the phone, there was a middle-aged man wearing a flowered shirt with a fierce face. He was in a dark and damp underground warehouse, and beside him, standing men with fierce faces were completely invisible. A little bit of the so-called biological high-tech look.

"Do you know who my primary doctor is? He developed the latest neurorestorative drugs that have appeared in the world. In the biological sciences, his technology and level are among the best in the world. He has not even mentioned this method. , On your side, will there be such high-precision technology?"

Out of years of caution in business, the dialect had to speak out the doubts in his heart.

"Fang Xiansen, who said that there is no high-tech in a small place?! This technique of cultivating liver with human tissue is like we bought it from an unwilling scientist in M. Don't worry, the effect will satisfy you. ."

The man with a grim face explained patiently.

He really doesn't have the patience to change someone else, but the dialect is a big customer, and the liver can only last for more than ten years at most.

When the time comes, dialects will still find them.

Changing the liver of super rich people like dialects is also a big deal for their organizations.

This not only means making money, it also means opening up the market for the rich here.

Therefore, the ruthless middle-aged man's attitude toward dialect is more respectful than his father.

"Well, you said that you want three million yuan in medical expenses. I think it's a little bit less. Since it is high-tech, it must require a lot of funds for research and development. Well, I will give you a full 10 million yuan."

The dialect spoke very lavishly, ten million, for him, it was really nothing.

"Fang Xiansen, don't worry, when you get here, everything will be based on you, and you will be our best guest!"

The middle-aged man said with great joy when he heard that the dialect voluntarily increased the medical expenses to 10 million.

"Okay, so be it."

Dialect hung up the phone, still a little worried, he always felt that something was wrong.

This middle-aged man in T country was introduced to him by a friend in the medical circle. He said that it must be reliable, and he only contacted him.

Forget it, take one step and look one step at a time, maybe this time, fate can favor him again!

Country T is in the dark and damp underground warehouse.

The middle-aged man put down the phone and said with a smile of joy to the subordinates standing beside him: "There is an initiative to increase the price to 10 million. This is a high-profile guest. When he comes, you must use the one for your father. How to entertain him, did you hear that?"

"My eldest brother is amazing. This one guest is worth the dozens we did before!"

Said a man with a full face and a very strong body.

"This is a high-end market. After opening up this market, we will have unfinished money. We will make good preparations. Tomorrow, we must be in the best condition to welcome Mr. Fang's arrival."

The gloomy middle-aged man couldn't help but said very proudly.

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, and this tens of millions is really nothing to a wealth of tens of billions of dialects.

But for a middle-aged man who grew up in a slum and walked step by step to today, it is the first step in his dream of becoming a rich man and entering the upper class society!

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