Chapter 70 Who dares not to give him face Old man Fu Qing's chest heaved violently, and he became angry, but he suppressed it. "Young people are quite hot-tempered. I advise you to think again. In this society, everything depends on personal connections. Do you think you can get this nomination with just a prescription?" "I told you it's not that simple!" "I advise you to think about it again. I have some influence in the pharmaceutical industry in Haicheng. I have students in the academy, major pharmaceutical companies, and even in the drug administration. Do you really want to reject me?" As Fu Qing spoke, he became arrogant again. He believed that a young man like Cheng Ming would definitely be bullied. After all, in the pharmaceutical industry, who dares not to pay him back? He was about to laugh. Unexpectedly, Cheng Ming still had no expression on his face: "I refuse." "you!" Fu Qing’s smile froze on his face.
Then his expression became uncertain again and he left the office. Wait until this person goes away. Ge Boming said awkwardly: "Boss, I'm sorry, I didn't expect Teacher Fu to make such a request. If I had known, I wouldn't have let him come." Cheng Ming waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. "But boss, Fu Qing has a lot of experience and connections. Even the dean of Haicheng Medical University doesn't dare to give him a hard time. You're wrong to offend him this time..." "It's okay." Cheng Ming said. He felt that Fu Qing and even Ge Boming's ideas were outdated and they couldn't distinguish between the big Wang and the small Wang. Did they really think that the academic world's ideas could be applied to Cheng Ming? Strictly speaking, Cheng Ming does not belong to the medical field. It doesn't matter even if it offends the entire Haicheng Medical University. With a powerful weapon like a specific drug for liver cancer in his hands, it should be others who are afraid of offending him, not him who is afraid of offending others. The medical profession can expel me and exclude me. But can the patient? As for the Nobel Prize, it is actually not a necessity for Cheng Ming. It is a foregone conclusion that the leukemia-specific drug will replace Gleevec, the only difference is whether it happens sooner or later. Even if Cheng Ming didn't win the Nobel Prize, he would never share it with a disgusting old man like Fu Qing. What the hell! Besides, even if it’s the Nobel Prize, it doesn’t have to go through him! "That's it, I'll leave now if there's nothing else." Cheng Ming said goodbye to Wen Yilin. He drove away. The industrial park is located in a relatively suburban area, and there are few people on the streets outside. Cheng Ming turned an intersection and parked the car in front of the zebra crossing. Two pedestrians, an old man and a child, were preparing to cross the road.
A teenage girl was supporting a white-haired old woman as they walked across the street. The old woman was not in good condition. There was sweat on her forehead, her lips were dry and pale, and she couldn't even lift her eyelids. Cheng Ming's attention was immediately focused on her. Suddenly, the old woman staggered and fell backwards. The little girl wanted to help her but couldn't, and they both fell under the shade of a tree beside the curb. "Grandma! Grandma!" The little girl shouted in panic. Cheng Ming immediately opened the door, got out of the car, and came to the two of them. "Hurry, the roadside is dangerous, help her inside." Cheng Ming's voice had an unquestionable tone. The panicked little girl seemed to have found her backbone and helped Cheng Ming to help her grandmother to the sidewalk. Cheng Ming quickly checked her pulse and breathing, and based on all the other symptoms, Cheng Ming came to a conclusion - heatstroke. Heat stroke is just a minor problem. But the bad thing is that the old man also has high blood pressure. If the blood vessels are in a state of high blood pressure all year round, it is very likely to cause cardiovascular disease. In addition, the elderly man is now suffering from heatstroke and his body temperature is high, making the situation even more dangerous! Cheng Ming can actually control it. The master-level acupuncture and massage techniques are fully capable of temporarily controlling her blood pressure and body temperature with silver needles. Cheng Ming was about to take out the needles to give her acupuncture when he suddenly remembered the betrayal by the patients during the fake medicine case. Thinking of this, he stopped his hand in mid-air and used massage techniques on the old woman. Acupuncture cannot be used casually, but massage should not be a big problem. The effect of massage is not as good and takes longer to show, but it is the only solution available now. He used his fingertips to press the old woman's Shencong, Shangxing, Yangbai and other acupuncture points in a peculiar rhythm, while saying to the girl, "Do you have a cell phone? Call 120!" The little girl was about to cry, but after hearing what Cheng Ming said, she remembered to call 120. She called in a mouthful voice. Pressed for a while. The old man's originally gray face seemed to have become a little rosy, but he still did not wake up. ten minutes later. The ambulance is coming. After the medical staff lifted the old woman onto the stretcher, they shouted to Cheng Ming, "Family members, come up together!" Cheng Ming was stunned. But when he saw the panicked look of the little girl next to him, he finally followed the ambulance. In the car. After the emergency doctor conducted a preliminary interview and examination of the old woman, he had a strange expression on his face: "It looks like she has heat stroke, but she should have woken up after being unconscious for so long." Come to the hospital.
The old woman was taken to the emergency room. Cheng Ming stayed outside the door with the little girl. The little girl was still at a loss. Cheng Ming comforted her: "Don't worry, little girl. Your grandma is fine, but you'd better notify the adults at home." After Cheng Ming's comfort, the little girl felt a little relieved. She then remembered the phone call. After the call, she curiously asked Cheng Ming: "Thank you, thank you, uncle. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do." uncle? Cheng Ming was stunned. The little girl looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, and Cheng Ming didn't expect that she would call him uncle, but he didn't want to defend himself in this situation. "It's okay." Cheng Ming said. "Uncle, I saw you pressing my grandma's head a few times just now. Are you a doctor too?" the little girl asked curiously. "No, it's just a little trick to relax people." Cheng Ming replied. Ten minutes later, a young man in his twenties, dressed very fashionably, hurried to the door of the emergency room. "Brother! You're finally here!" "How's grandma?" "She's still being treated inside, but this uncle said she should be fine. By the way, he was the one who helped me send my grandma to the hospital." Hearing this, the young man looked at Cheng Ming with gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you so much, brother." "It's nothing, no need to thank me." Cheng Ming said, turning to leave, "Since your master is here, I should leave too." The young man stopped him. "Brother, you saved my grandma. If I let you go like this, I, Guan Li, would be a terrible person." "Brother, please add me to your contact information. I will thank you very much later." "No need for that." Cheng Ming said. "No, brother, you really have to leave me this contact information, otherwise I won't let you leave." Judging from the serious expression on the young man's face, he might really stop me from leaving. Cheng Ming had no choice but to take out his cell phone and add his phone number and WeChat, and only then did Guan Li let him leave. (End of this chapter)