Chapter 367
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"Yes, it's him." Faur nodded.
Cahiri looked at Tim Waltz in confusion. "Mr. Tim, do you know that person?"
"Yes, Mr. Chen is the person I admire the most. In my eyes, he's the best doctor. I bought Chantilly Hospital because I hope to invite him to become the deputy director of the hospital," Tim Waltz said, looking at Kahiri.
Tim Waltz said to Kathiri. He purposely mentioned the Deputy Principal because he hoped that Kathiri would understand. If he continued to hold on to this matter, the Deputy Principal would become the Principal.
Casiri was old and experienced. How could he not understand Tim Waltz's words?
"Since it's a doctor approved by Mr. Tim, it must be an excellent doctor. It seems like Faur is right … But Faur, I hope you can communicate with Anser before you make a decision next time. Otherwise, there will be unnecessary misunderstandings."
Kahiri wanted to turn a big problem into a small one, but Anse Ronan didn't understand at all.
"Then what's Mr. Chen's specialty? Where did he work before? What achievements did he make? What papers did he publish? "
"He's a Chinese medicine professor at UCLA," Faur answered. This was the only identity Chen Zhao could use.
"But I still don't think that his treatment can have a positive effect on my patient. I'm now doubting the professionalism of UCLA's medical school."
Kahiri was really dumbfounded. This guy was really brave.
Does your family know that you're so blabbermouthed?
If someone at UCLA hears this, they'll really dig up your family's grave. Do you know that?
Kathiri had forgotten that there was a graduate of UCLA in this office.
Faur exploded. "Mr. Anse, do you dare to take responsibility for your words?"
Everyone had feelings for their alma mater. Being insulted in front of their alma mater and the professionalism of their school was an irreconcilable hatred.
"How can a person who performs brain acupuncture treatment on a patient without going through a thorough examination be a medical professor in a university?"
"How do you know that he didn't do a thorough examination? Don't tell me that in your eyes, only the data obtained after being scanned by a sophisticated machine can be considered a meticulous examination? Or do you think that only data obtained from a machine counts as a result? "
"Of course," Anse said matter-of-factly.
"Then, if it's a machine that examines the deceased, will it be accurate?"
"Although I can't guarantee absolute accuracy, the accuracy is definitely higher than a human's."
Faur looked at Tim Waltz, who finally spoke. "Dr. Anser, I'm starting to doubt your professionalism."
"Mr. Tim, did I say anything wrong?"
"Not long ago, my son was judged dead by the machine. His brain waves and heart rate were all zero, but only one person insisted that my son wasn't dead. He personally saved my son from the hands of the Grim Reaper, and he completed the operation that four attending doctors couldn't," Tim Waltz said.
"Mr. Chen?" Anse Ronan was surprised.
He had originally thought that the other party was just a layman pretending to be mysterious. He didn't expect that the other party actually had the ability.
Of course, he still insisted on his point of view.
"Then he's a cardiologist. What right does he have to interfere with a neurological patient?"
"Why can't a cardiologist be a neurologist?"
"I don't think there's a neurologist in this hospital who's more professional than me. I also don't think that Chinese medicine and acupuncture can have any effect on my patient."
"That's why you're so narrow-minded," Faur retorted.
"Alright, stop arguing. Ms. Faur, since you think that Mr. Chen can cure Anse's patient, can you ask him to explain?"
"I didn't say that he can definitely cure him … Anse's patient is a vegetable." Faur was suddenly troubled.
Vegetable? Kathiri was surprised. After arguing for so long, the patient was actually a vegetable?
That was a patient that modern medicine couldn't actively cure.
What was there to argue about?
"So, everything you said before was based on uncertainty?"
"Just like how Dr. Anse can't wake up the patient, I never said that my friend can definitely wake up the patient."
"Alright, let's end this here. I believe that Faur and Mr. Chen have no ill intentions. They are doing this out of goodwill, so they want to help the patient as much as they can." Kathiri only wanted to smooth things over and end things as soon as possible.
Anse wanted to say something else, but Kathiri immediately waved his hand to stop him. If they continued arguing, there might be more problems.
Mr. Chen was Tim Waltz's son's savior. Even if Kathiri was in the right, he couldn't send him to the police station.
"Get out."
Just then, a head poked in. "Faur, are you busy? I have something to talk to you about. "
Everyone looked at the person outside. Anse Ronan immediately pointed at Chen Zhao. "You're the one Faur brought to randomly treat my patients, right?"
"Huh?" Chen Zhao didn't expect this to be exposed.
Are they having a scolding meeting?
Oh no, it seems like I came at the wrong time.
"Chen … What are you doing here?"
"Err, I heard from the nurse that you're here …"
"Let me ask you. Why are you doing acupuncture on my patient? Don't you know that you're putting the patient in great danger? "Anse Ronan shouted, pointing at Chen Zhao as if he had something on him.
"Err … Of course it's for treatment. What else do you think? You don't think I want to kill someone, right? "
"What right do you have to interfere with my patient?"
"Because I can wake him up."
"What a joke. The patient has been in a coma for five years. From the brain wave imaging, his brain activity is almost zero. There's no sign of him waking up."
"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't," Chen Zhao said. "The results from your equipment might not be the entire patient's condition."
"So, you can wake him up?"
"I can, but he's been in a coma for too long. He might lose part of his memory." Chen Zhao looked at Suma. "Ms. Suma, are you sure you want me to wake your father up?"
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