"Okay, I understand, I will think about it seriously. At least I will wait until your boss's treatment is over before I can give you the answer."
Chen Feng finished speaking and waved at him.
Although Tom wanted to say something, he was even more afraid of making Chen Feng angry, so he could only turn around and leave helplessly.
Chen Feng had lunch and took a nap for a moment. Before the alarm clock rang, he put on a big mask again and came to the next door.
This is called an operating room, but the space is still very large. First, it is a non-restricted area, that is, a contaminated area, then a patient receiving area, followed by a locker room and a lounge, and then it is a dirt treatment room for handling medical waste generated by surgery, such as used dressings, instruments, etc.
Walking further inside, it is a restricted area, including a clean corridor, anesthesia preparation room, and then an operating room and a brushing room.
In addition, there is a buffer zone located between the restricted and non-restricted zones, serving as transition and buffering. For example, in the buffer room before entering the operating room, medical staff must perform the last time their hand hygiene, wear sterile isolation clothing, gloves, etc.
Except for the first time Chen Feng was in the operating room, the subsequent blood draws were in this buffer room.
He doesn't get much blood every time, and the operation is very simple, so of course he doesn't have to go to the operating room.
Every time I came to draw blood for him, I was a white girl wearing a hood and a mask and a nice voice. She was about thirty years old. Every time I got an acupuncture, it was like I was gently bitten by a mosquito, which didn't hurt at all. Needless to say, I was a professional acupuncture and blood drawn.
Chen Feng asked her curiously if she was a nurse, and she said no, she was a doctor.
When Chen Feng came here this time, he was a few minutes ahead of time, and the white girl was already waiting.
Apart from the first two times, neither of them spoke much since then.
But this time, Chen Feng took the initiative to speak: "Tom should have told you, right? Next, I will draw up to 2 ml of blood every time, so don't smoke more."
The white girl said: "There is too little blood in 2 ml. In order to better treat Mr. Hicks, I think it's better to have 5 ml."
Chen Feng said coldly: "Do you think I don't know that you have smoked my blood to do research and analysis before? It is a very immoral behavior to do this without my own consent."
Bai Niu said calmly: "This is Dr. Johnny's request, saying that it was approved by Mr. Hicks. He only took 2 ml at a time, and he didn't want it much."
Chen Feng couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth. It was indeed Carl Hicks's permission in advance, at least it was also the default. "Then it's 3 ml, you can't draw any more. If you draw more, I will go home and refuse to cooperate with Carl to treat it." Chen Feng was also afraid that the amount of blood would not be enough, which would affect the treatment effect, so he took a step back.
It's just 1 ml more. Of course, Chen Feng's body has no problems and has no impact on him at all. "Okay, 3 ml, I understand." Bai Niu didn't say much nonsense. She immediately turned on the smart blood collection device, entered the blood collection amount, then picked up the rubber band, tied Chen Feng's arm to collect blood, found the vein, and gently inserted it with a syringe, and the blood collection began.
In a few seconds, she pulled it out immediately and the blood collection ended.
Chen Feng saw the blood vessels used to collect blood. There was indeed only a small amount of blood inside, which was less than before, and he was finally satisfied.
"Let's do it like this next, that's it." Chen Feng held it on the blood collection mouth with a cotton ball, turned around and left the buffer room.
After Chen Feng went out, Bai Niu, who was responsible for blood collection, took the blood collection tube into the operating room. "Bage, only 3 ml. Do you want Johnny to give it?" Bai Niu raised the blood collection duct in her hand and asked Dr. Beage who was staring at a display screen without turning his eyes.
This display is part of a surgical microscope and can display Carl Hicks' brain tumors quite clearly.
Dr. Becky was just observing Carl Hicks' brain tumor condition carefully. Compared to a few days ago, the tumor shrank too significantly.
The tumor of Carl Hicks was originally 5.4 cm in size, but now it is only more than one centimeter left, and it is still shrinking.
This is really amazing!
Even if Dr. Becky is a top medical expert in tumors, he has to sigh that this is a medical miracle.
The reason why this miracle happened is undoubtedly that the fresh blood provided by the mysterious Dragon Kingdom man played a decisive and critical role.
Becky was also very curious about the specific identity of this Dragon Man, and of course he was mainly curious about what the mysterious substance in the blood was.
He is not an expert in blood research, but pays more attention to practical operations such as surgery. Dr. Johnny is an expert in this field.
So, before each time, he was very supportive of 2 ml of blood for analysis and research by Dr. Johnny.
After all, this blood is magical. The mysterious substance that can cure cancer will disappear automatically after two hours. Carl Hicks can't use 5 ml of blood in these two hours, so it's a waste if it's too much.
But now it is only 3 ml. For safety reasons, Dr. Becky just hesitated and rejected: "Don't give it to you for the time being. The treatment for Mr. Hicks is the most important thing."
Bai Niu nodded and didn't say anything.
Soon, the newly collected fresh blood was injected into Carl Hicks' brain tumor through the catheter. The war to kill cancer cells continued to start, and the tumors that stored cancer cells visually continued to shrink and shrivel.
Dr. Becky said excitedly when he saw this: "The result is very good. I feel that I have reached the critical point. Although the cancer cells are very tenacious, they still cannot withstand the uninterrupted fighting of the mysterious substance. The result is one-sided. The cancer cells have no ability to resist at all. Moreover, it seems that under the action of this mysterious substance, the reproductive ability and metastasis ability of the cancer cells are also limited. It cannot metastasis and cannot proliferate infinitely, and it is destined to be the end of extinction. This is really great!"
The other five people present also showed excitement and excitement on their faces.
They are all experts in tumor treatment. They can witness this miracle or miracle with their own eyes, and they really feel like they are witnessing God and major historical events.
"I feel that the Long Guo people who have this kind of blood have the genes of gods. The blood of ordinary humans cannot have such magical effects." One of the experts couldn't help but say.
Another expert also echoed: "I think so too. I even doubt whether he has the genes of God? Just like Jesus, I hope God forgives me. I can't help but think so." Bai Niu, who was responsible for drawing blood, heard this and said: "I have been in contact with him. In my sense, there is no breath of gods or gods on his body. I think it may be a very rare genetic mutation, the only one in the world. He himself should be a very ordinary mortal."
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Another female expert retorted: "He has this magical blood, and he is no longer a mortal."
The expert at the beginning also said: "Yes, how can a person with this magical blood still be a mortal? Do you think he is ordinary and has no special temperament? That's because you don't fully understand him yet. He is definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise do you think Mr. Hicks would have so much trouble to come to Longguo for treatment?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you understand? That is to say, this person has the ability to treat Hicks equally. This is not because of the magical blood on him, but other aspects, including extraordinary power."
"Do you think he is an extraordinary person?"
"Absolutely. People with this magical blood are not mortals, but extraordinary people."
This immediately made everyone in the operating room silent.
After a while, Dr. Becky said, "Okay, we should not talk about this person anymore, let alone try to inquire about the other party's identity, or it would be a trouble for ourselves. Mr. Hicks has warned us several times since the beginning. There is also this Dragon Kingdom who is likely to be a superb Dragon Kingdom. He can ask Hicks to come to Long Kingdom for treatment as he wants, which means that this person is not simple, and it is better not to mess with him."
said While he was talking, the door of the operating room was pushed open, and a man in a sterile suit asked, "Have the fresh blood arrived? Why haven't it been sent? Dr. Johnny is already urging him." Dr. Becky said, "This time I only smoked 3 ml of blood. The other party has noticed that we have smoked more before. To be safe, all these 3 ml of blood must be used to treat Mr. Hicks first."
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The man said, "We have judged before that even one milliliter of blood can cure the disease every two hours. 2 milliliters must be more, and 3 milliliters are even more unnecessary."
Dr. Becky frowned and said, "I said it's safe. I'll check it out after the time limit is over. I'll give it to Johnny next time."
The man then said helplessly, "Okay, I'll tell Dr. Johnny that he had already developed some clues, but he was going to be interrupted suddenly. It's a pity."
Dr. Becky immediately said, "I feel that there should be more than I should have, so I'll give him some next time. It's only been more than an hour, so that Johnny can review and think about the research direction."
"Okay, I can only do this first."
After saying that, the man closed the door of the operating room again.
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The eighth day, noon.
Chen Feng finished donating blood again and returned to the rest room next door. Not long after waiting, the knock on the door sounded, and Tom pushed the dining cart over. "My boss is in a very good condition now. Dr. Becky said that the tumor has shrunk to 0.5 cm, and it is likely to be completely eliminated by the early morning of this morning. Then, a detailed cancer test will be done and confirmed that it is correct. At the latest, at noon tomorrow, the treatment will be completely over." Tom brought the dishes on the dining car to the dining table and put them in, while talking about this matter with joy.
Chen Feng was also very happy to hear the news, and finally got free.
He spent almost ten days here, like he was in prison, and he couldn't sleep well, and there was no woman by his side. It can be imagined that it was really a bit hard.
If I had known that this 600 million US dollars was so unprofitable, Chen Feng would not have taken this order.
Of course, if others know his idea, they will definitely complain wildly.
How can there be such a good business in this world that can make money? Can you make $600 million in just less than ten days?
The price is that there is no woman around you for nine days, and then you can smoke a few milliliters of blood every two hours and you can't sleep well.
But, Chen Feng really thought so.
Money is really not very attractive to Chen Feng now, even for $600 million.
The reason why he finally agreed to Carl Hicks' request for treatment was that $600 million was just one of the factors. The most important thing was to be kind-hearted and do a good deed and make a good relationship. He wanted to make friends with the other party, and he also did not want to make enemies with the other party because of his refusal.
In fact, he had earned so much money, and he didn't know how to spend it for a while. In addition to continuing to save money into his family trust fund, he was going to do charity.
He, a billionaire who is a grassroots person, still maintains his original intention and has no ideological awareness of buying supercars, yachts, or private jets.
Buy these things, even a rich man like Chen Feng, who is a otakus, can't play with them, and the more important thing is that he doesn't want to play them.
So, if Tom Tsai had helped to treat the Natalie girl, Chen Feng would have no motivation if it was just for money.
He is so rich that he doesn't know how to spend it now. He makes hundreds of millions of dollars, and he doesn't know how to spend it. Isn't he asking for trouble?
After serving more than a dozen dishes on the table, Tom said in Mandarin with a flattering look on his face: "Mr. Chen, look, my boss's treatment will be over tomorrow. Then, what I told you before, Natalie..."
"Okay, stop talking." Chen Feng interrupted him and said impatiently, "I will consider it. But now I haven't gone out yet and haven't conducted a background check on the Natalie's family. I don't know what kind of person she and her family are. I can't agree directly. In addition, I have said before that my physical loss this time is a bit large, and it will take at least one month to start placing an order. It's still early."
Chen Feng mainly doesn't want to waste too much time on this treatment. It's like this treatment of Carl (plus the preliminary negotiation preparation), which is really not what he wants.
But he had a kind heart after all. He was a little sad if he could do so and the other party's family was a good person.
But even if you really want to treat Natalie, you have to wait for a month, just treat it as a holiday for him.
Tom quickly smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Chen, I promise you that Natalie and her whole family are good people. She has been caring about the weak and enthusiastic about public welfare and charity since she was a child, and was influenced by her family. Her mother, Bellier, was a member of California before entering Congress, and promoted the introduction of a number of laws and regulations on public welfare and charity.
In addition, she and her husband, Mr. Martin, the father of Natalie, established a charity fund to specifically help those underage children in single-parent families, especially single-parent families, to fund them for better education, and to provide relief to those who are sick. You can check this online.
Natalie's elder brother is also my classmate. I have known him for many years and know that he is a good person. When I was in school, he could donate generously as long as someone needed help. I had received his help many times at the beginning, which is why I begged you with shame this time. I had to pay back the favor I owe her elder brother. I don’t know her second brother very well. She seems to be in college now, but I believe that under such a tutor, she will not be a bad person.
More importantly, Natalie herself. I saw her several times when she was a child. She was really cute and beautiful, like an angel. You have also seen the photos. She is really a very good girl and very kind. If you can help her, there will be an angel in this world. She will definitely continue to be enthusiastic about public welfare and charity in the future and help more people in need. In that case, you will do a great good deed. You think so? ”(The end of this chapter)