"Heart ion channel disease," Zheng Ren said lightly as he walked into the elevator.
"The symptoms match, but do you think the Mayo Clinic won't do the relevant tests for this kind of disease? Nearly ten billion US dollars a year. Did it all come from nowhere? "Su Yun said with a look of disdain.
"There are thousands of genetic tests involved in the heart ion channel. So far, we've only understood more than 20 sequences and more than 1,500 genes. Even if there's a breakthrough at Mayo Medical Center, it's impossible to understand everything, "Zheng Ren said.
"Tsk."
"This is the judgment of a clinician with rich clinical experience," Zheng Ren said with a straight face.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was silent at the side. He listened with a dewy head. The professor did not know anything about voodoo or black magic. Could it be some kind of witchcraft from medieval witches?
The three of them went upstairs and returned to their respective rooms.
Su Yun quickly came to Zheng Ren's room and said with a smile, "The Zou family will send someone over later. Guess how much they'll pay for the consultation?"
"Who knows."
"It's not bad. It's usually about 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. That's the normal market," Su Yun said.
"It doesn't matter. Has the Mayo Clinic replied to the patient with renal artery stenosis?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Not yet."
"Then that's it." Zheng Ren went to wash up. As he washed his face, he said, "It's difficult for me to diagnose heart ion channel disease. After all, there's no solid basis for the diagnosis. If the patient's medical compliance is high, I can try surgery. But looking at the current situation, even if I want to do the surgery, I'm afraid they'll refuse. "
"I regret the imprecise diagnosis," Su Yun said absent-mindedly as he flipped through his phone.
Zheng Ren began to brush his teeth. The buzzing sound of the electric toothbrush that Little Yiren had prepared made Zheng Ren's head hurt.
'I'll get used to it,' Zheng Ren thought to himself.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door.
Zheng Ren opened the door and a man in a navy suit appeared in front of the door. With a distant smile, he held an exquisite box with both hands and handed it to Zheng Ren. "Mr. Zheng, please take a look at my master's information."
"Oh." Zheng Ren brushed his teeth and took the box with one hand.
"Then I'll take my leave first." After saying that, the navy suit turned around and left.
He was very angry, but he could not vent it.
This young man was simply too arrogant! Old Master said he was going to deliver the documents, but he was actually brushing his teeth!
Was this disregard or disrespect for the old master? Anyway, he had never met anyone from the Zou family in Hong Kong who was so casual.
Walking out of the hotel expressionlessly, he came to the extended Lincoln and said in a low voice, "Master, the information has been sent up."
"Oh, what did Dr. Zheng say?" Zou Jiahua was looking at something with a solemn expression.
"He's … brushing his teeth." The man in the navy blue suit paused for a moment. When he said those words, even he himself refused to believe it.
"Brushing his teeth?" Zou Yu seemed to be angry and said mockingly, "Does he really think he's someone?"
Zou Jiahua held a few pieces of paper in his hand, which were still warm.
He didn't seem to hear what the assistant said. Instead, he looked carefully at the contents of the papers.
It's like a big purchase that concerns the survival of the Zou family.
"He is a character." Zou Jiahua said lightly, "You're already a member of the healthcare team at such a young age. You can't use your age to measure a person."
"Daddy, he …"
Zou Jiahua raised his hand. Zou Yu immediately swallowed his words unwillingly and fell silent.
After a long time, Zou Jiahua raised his head and asked lightly, "How credible is the information?"
"It's basically credible," the man in the navy blue suit said with certainty. "The Nobel Prize candidate has official information from Sweden. For the surgery, I consulted a Chinese doctor from the Karolinska Institute of Medical University in Stockholm. He said that he witnessed the surgery with his own eyes. "
"How difficult was the surgery?"
"Dr. Mehar's disease has been delayed for a long time. World-renowned experts have done a consultation. Moreover, his wife is also a cardiologist, but she was helpless. When Dr. Zheng Ren went to the Karolinska Institute, it was said that he was caught in a heart attack. "
"In other words, when there was no other way, Dr. Zheng was asked to perform the surgery?" Zou Jiahua asked.
"Yes." The assistant said, "I asked around. Dr. Mehar has basically recovered after the surgery and is doing the final physical examination. If everything goes well, he will rush to the Imperial Capital in half a month for the second-stage surgery. "
Zou Jiahua placed a few pieces of paper on his lap and looked out of the window. His fingers gently tapped on the paper, like his heartbeat, making a thumping sound.
The navy blue suit and Zou Yu continued to remain silent, not daring to make a sound to disturb him. Even the sound of his breathing became much softer.
They knew that this was Zou Jiahua's habit when he was making a major decision.
After a long time, Zou Jiahua asked, "Why did Dr. Zheng come to Shenzhen City this time?"
"I heard that Old Wu's disciple, Doctor Mu, invited him to teach surgery."
"Tomorrow, I'll visit Old Wu," Zou Jiahua finally said.
"Daddy, I've been to Old Wu's side. He didn't see it either. Do you really want to understand that young doctor's information and let him treat you? "
"Those who can treat diseases are all good doctors, regardless of their age." Zou Jiahua smiled faintly. "At the beginning of the year, in Yangcheng, that person's surgery was all done by Dr. Zheng. Why can't I do it?"
Zou Yu wanted to say something but held it back.
"Three million yuan in cash," Zou Jiahua said softly. "Contact the bank and withdraw it overnight. Bring the money to Old Wu tomorrow morning," Zou Jiahua said softly.
"Can't you use a check?"
"A check is just a piece of paper. According to the information, he's just an orphan. He's so young, so he probably hasn't seen any money. Cash is more impactful. "Zou Jiahua smiled." Ask for medical advice. Remember, it's a request. If he can be cured, I'll give him half of the family's assets. "
"Daddy!" Zou Yu exclaimed.
"I'm just joking." Zou Jiahua looked at Zou Yu lovingly and said, "Whether it's an illness or a curse, we have to solve it. Otherwise, we won't be able to sleep well all day. When Grandpa told me about it, I didn't understand it either. However, when I saw him fall asleep and never wake up, I knew that sooner or later, this matter would fall on me. "
"Let's try it. Any news from Nanyang?"
"No. A few ancient families who used curses said that they had never seen this kind of curse before. Master, we've already looked for all the masters and some hidden experts. It won't be a day or two to find them, "the navy blue suit said.
"Okay." Zou Jiahua nodded. "Let's go."
The black Lincoln limousine, surrounded by two cars, slowly left the hotel and disappeared into the night.
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