A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 503: The American Doctor’s Conspiracy

Professor Theodore slammed the table:
"Yes, as long as Lin Sanqi comes to the United States and comes to our territory, we will have plenty of ways to deal with him. If he knows what's good for him, we can give him honor and money on the premise of handing over the patent.

If he doesn't know what's best for him, we have plenty of ways to keep him from returning home, or even put him in a U.S. prison. For example, we can frame him for stealing U.S. confidential intelligence, or for stealing data from our lab.

If it really doesn't work, we can put some contraband in his house, or put a dead body under his bed. Then the US law will have plenty of ways to punish him and destroy him. If he wants to survive, he still has to hand over the patent. "

Anthony frowned:
"Theodore, you are getting more and more ridiculous. We are doctors, not Mexican gang members. I believe Lin will be happy to cooperate with us."

Professor Theodore curled his lips in his heart.

A few years ago, a Brazilian doctor was invited to be a visiting scholar at Harvard Medical School because he invented a drug for hemorrhagic fever.

As a result, a week before he returned home, his body was found on the Boston beach with his hands tied behind his back, and the police finally determined it was suicide.

If Professor Anthony had not successfully applied for a patent for a hemorrhagic fever drug a year later, he would have truly believed that this was a highly respected professor, as pure as boiled water.

Professor Anthony seemed to have made up his mind. He finally said:
"Then let's follow Blake's idea and invite Lin Sanqi to be a visiting scholar at our Massachusetts General Hospital. We will formulate a plan based on this decision."

Assistant Blake had a new idea at this time:

"Professors, I think we should put pressure on China. For example, we can let our domestic media report that China's experimental data is suspected of being fake. If they have the courage, they should conduct clinical verification in front of medical experts from all over the world.

On the other hand, we can also contact WHO officials, such as Mr. Dylan, the WHO external relations officer who is familiar to Professor Theodore, and ask them to tell the media that WHO cannot confirm the authenticity of China's tuberculosis treatment.

The Chinese government will certainly take note of these reports. The Chinese people attach great importance to their reputation. They will certainly appoint Lin Sanqi, the head of the tuberculosis project, to clarify the matter. We will then invite him to the United States to verify the matter. I don’t believe he won’t take the bait.”

The others all thought this was a good idea: "Blake, you are really a smart guy."

"I'll contact the media and can help with this through Johnson & Johnson!"

"OK, Dylan, I'll go and convince him. It won't be a difficult task for him. He should be able to help us!"

This group of American doctors closed the door and began to think of ways to trick this Chinese doctor into going to the United States.

A week later, when Lin Sanqi came back, he drove a large truck into the Dongyue Temple.

The dean came back, and all the hospital staff who wanted to make progress gathered around him. Bi Xinglong, as the head of the medical department and temporary person in charge of the hospital, was the first to run.

"Lin Yuan, you're back. You must have missed us so much."

Lin Sanqi laughed, "How was it, nothing unexpected happened while I was away, right?"

"We follow your rules and regulations, and the hospital is running in a balanced manner. Look, there are still huge queues at the entrance. There are more and more patients coming from all over the country, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to get an appointment."

"It seems that the nationwide promotion of tuberculosis treatment will gradually begin."

Currently, in the whole country, or even in the world, only the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital can treat tuberculosis, but the number of beds and outpatient appointments are far from enough.

Therefore, every province, every region, and even every county will need to establish a tuberculosis hospital, or at least a tuberculosis department.

This will involve nationwide training of doctors and the supply of anti-tuberculosis drugs. It is a complicated issue that requires the cooperation of the national government.

Seeing more and more employees gathered around, Lin Sanqi said to Yang Shaohua, the head of the General Affairs Section, who came over:

"Old Yang, there are 1000 small radios in this car. As usual, we will give one to each employee in our hospital as a National Day benefit. As for the remaining radios, 50 will be given to the Union Hospital, 100 to the Chinese Medicine Hospital, and 100 to the Digital Hospital."

The surrounding employees were delighted when they heard this:
"Dean, we're actually handing out radios?"

"We just gave out electric fans a few months ago, and now we're giving out radios. So everyone should get a bicycle during the New Year." Lin Sanqi's eyes lit up when he heard this:

"Yes, it's settled. Everyone, work hard. If you do well, we'll each get a bicycle for the New Year."

Clap, clap, clap~~~Instantly, warm applause broke out in the hospital.

Faced with the sincere support from the employees, Lin Sanqi still felt a little guilty.

After all, he was the only one who received the red envelopes worth millions and tens of millions of dollars, but a little bit of it slipped through his fingers to distribute to his employees, and they were grateful to him, which made him feel a little guilty.

Lin Sanqi returned to his dean's office and found it clean. Apparently someone cleaned it every day.

Bi Xinglong, director of the Medical Department, reported on the hospital's operations over the past month, and Zheng Meimei, director of the Finance Department, reported on the financial status over the past month.

Yang Guang, director of the Science and Education Department and head of the medical advanced training class, reported on the training of this year's newly recruited college students and apprentices. Even Zhu Fengzhen, director of the Nursing Department, came over to join in the fun.

Lin Sanqi was very happy when he saw that everyone was very enthusiastic about their work.

Watching videos from another time and space, I understand the hardships of working like a slave. They are simply forcing themselves to smile while at work.

Let’s look at 1961. Although people were a little poorer and had less to eat, their mental outlook was absolutely positive.

Bi Xinglong thought of a problem:
"Dean Lin, there is one more thing. The Harvard University Medical Team has been conducting clinical trials here for half a year. Professor Anthony said that the time is almost up and they are preparing to leave China."

Lin Sanqi became excited when he heard this:

"How is their clinical validation work going? They should have come up with a conclusion by now, right?"

At this time, Professor Theodore came over without knocking, followed by Professor Anthony, who was smiling:
"Lin, I saw that you were giving radios to every employee. They all said it was a gift from the dean, but I really want to tell them that it was my father who paid for the radios."

Lin Sanqi also opened his arms and hugged the foreign doctor:
"Thank you, thank you for the radio. On behalf of the 460 employees of our hospital, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you. Haha."

Professor Theodore was not angry, but rather felt a sense of gloating:
"Lin, I'm afraid you don't know how foreign countries are commenting on the issue of tuberculosis in your country. If you knew, you wouldn't be in the mood to distribute radios to employees."

Lin Sanqi was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Professor Anthony added:

"Lin, I heard that mainstream media abroad are now skeptical of China's announcement that it has conquered tuberculosis. They think that China cannot possibly do something that even the most advanced developed countries in the world cannot do."

Lin Sanqi smiled easily:
"Aren't there two professors here, and the team you brought with you? After six months of clinical treatment, you should have obtained the data, right? How is it? Is the cure rate over 95%?"

Professor Anthony's expression was still calm:
"Lin, although we came here under the banner of the World Health Organization, we only represent Harvard Medical School or Massachusetts General Hospital. The opinions of a medical team and two professors cannot influence the mainstream opinion at all."

Lin Sanqi's eyes rolled around, thinking that the Americans were the worst. Everything they said was not without purpose:

"So, professors, what do you think should be done?"

Professor Theodore said carelessly:
"Lin, we are friends. We are definitely willing to help you and your team prove to the world that you have conquered tuberculosis, so the best way is for you to go to the United States with us to prove it to the world.

There is an old saying in China: "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing." You can also adopt our model and go to our Massachusetts General Hospital affiliated with Harvard University as a visiting scholar. We are willing to provide you with a department.

Just like we do in China, you can also go to the United States to treat patients individually, and treat them under the supervision of medical experts from various countries, and then prove to everyone that you in China can cure tuberculosis. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)