Chapter 67 Dozing Off and Sending a Pillow

Can rabies be cured?

Do I look like an old Chinese doctor? Jiang Chen touched his own face with a strange expression.

"Brother, are you crazy?" The little girl who was standing beside him smiled bitterly while holding her forehead. Hearing this, the doctors and nurses on the side also showed helpless expressions.

Even Li Gangming, who was obviously a "dog leg", twitched the corners of his mouth. Jiang Chen guessed that this guy wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the guts to laugh.

However, Wang Zhiyong still looked at Jiang Chen with bright eyes, as if he was sure that he would do something.

Rabies?

A playful smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face.

Speaking of rabies, it really wasn't a particularly difficult thing for him. While this is indeed an unsolved problem for medical conditions in the 21st century, it is not a problem at all in the 22nd century.

There is even a bottle of D-class antibiotics lying in his storage space. The side of the bottle clearly states that it can treat rabies, AIDS, etc...

That was the first time he went to the sixth block, after injecting the genetic medicine, he bought it at the drug store.

Even if Sun Jiao told him that after the injection of the genetic medicine, his immune cells were active enough to avoid most diseases, so there was no need to buy that kind of "cold medicine". However, the psychology of curiosity is like this, "I understand the truth, but I just want to buy a 'magic medicine' that I have never heard of before. Anyway, I am not inferior to Yajing." and so on.

Really careless, there is clearly this "magic medicine" lying in the space, and I knew that I would use it directly for Xia Shiyu's little girl, why bother to come here to get a drip?

"Sir, don't know your surname?" However, Wang Zhiyong showed a serious expression.

Or the expression of a dead horse being a living horse doctor...

Although Western medicine cannot solve the problem of rabies, he, who loves martial arts novels, has long "heard" that countless "martial arts secret recipes" can restrain this almost unsolvable miscellaneous disease.

Wang Zhiyong is such a stubborn man, he will do whatever he thinks of, but he is the only one who knows his mind.

In normal times, this is called dandy and arrogant, but at this time, it can only be said that he is filial.

Of course, Jiang Chen didn't know whether there was any "secret recipe of martial arts". But if you think about it, most of them are the beautiful fantasy of the great working people. After all, if a drug that can solve rabies is really found, it will not be a problem to pursue a Nobel Prize for the ancestors.

The medicine lies in the storage space.

However, Jiang Chen was a little hesitant at the moment.

Do you want to save people?

Or how to save people?

"Jiang Chen." In short, Jiang Chen reported his name first.

"My name is Wang Zhiyong, this is my younger sister Wang Xinran. If my husband can cure my father's rabies with some expert he knows, I will give it a great reward!" Wang Zhiyong cupped his fists and cupped his hands.

Khan, how can I share a virtue with that half-tone China of Roberts. What age is it that he still speaks in such a "crape and crepe" manner.

With an embarrassed look on his face, Jiang Chen couldn't help falling into contemplation.

It can be seen that this man named Wang Zhiyong should be an executive in the army. Judging from the "jerk" bearing, it should not be based on his own strength, so it can only show that his father has some weight,

And this amount is probably not too small.

Jiang Chen can be said that he has no background in Wanghai City at all. Although he has money and guns, he is definitely not thankful if he commits a crime and does not say that it is a dead end. It wasn't something he wanted to run to LA to join Roberts in despair. Who knows if the madman's own troubles have been resolved.

Considering that his future wealth may attract others' scrutiny, he has actually been looking for an opportunity to meet some official acquaintances, whether it is bribes, bribes or whatever, in short, he has to find a way to open up the relationship. If you don't come up with something by yourself, it will be snatched away by people with ulterior motives, and there will be no place for reasoning. After all, I am in the Qing Dynasty and the national conditions of freedom are here, and sometimes a sentence can really sum up the rule of law.

What kind of grace can be greater than a life-saving grace? This is undoubtedly an opportunity.

Just dozed off to send pillows.

Jiang Chen was tempted, but he still had to figure out how to make this B outfit round and round without any flaws.

This Wang Zhiyong looks straight-headed and should be good at fooling around. But the younger sister beside him seemed to be quite clever, not so easy to fool. It's definitely not okay to take things out rashly, not to mention that there is no explanation, the authenticity of the medicine will be doubted.

It's really troublesome. If you want to do a "good thing", you have to take care of this and that...

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Brother, do you still expect others to come up with a prescription to cure father's illness?" Wang Xinran said with a wry smile to his brother.

"What Jianghu prescription, how do you know what Western medicine can't solve, Chinese medicine can't solve it!" Wang Zhiyong blushed, glared at his sister and said.

At this moment, he also realized that he seemed to be out of his mind, but wouldn't it be shameful to admit this?

The doctor standing behind him gave a wry smile. Having studied Chinese medicine, he really knows that even Chinese medicine cannot solve this disease.

"Cough. Well, I think...I can give it a try."

The hall was instantly silent.

Jiang Chen had expected this kind of effect early, and there was not much surprise on his face, he still had that calm look.

Who said that pretending B is useless? Everyone who can pretend to be a B is an acting school.

"It's impossible!" The doctor who had been lifted by the collar said in disbelief, and then looked at Jiang Chen suspiciously, "If someone can solve the problem of rabies, even if they win the Nobel Prize. enough."

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in being famous." Jiang Chen shrugged, then looked at Wang Zhiyong, "Of course, I don't need you to repay me or anything. I started a company by myself, and I don't lack money at all. , purely because I also have a father."

Wang Xinran looked at Jiang Chen with suspicion. She was a student at Wanghai University, unlike her ignorant brother, she was a top student. Even though she studied journalism, which had nothing to do with medicine, she still had this level of common sense.

"Can you really cure my father? Let me explain in advance that my father is the secretary committee of Wanghai City. If you..."

"I understand your worries about your father's safety, but it doesn't mean that I have to accept doubts. If I don't believe it, I will reject it," Jiang Chen shook his head, "I am purely out of kindness, and I don't ask you for anything in return. What. But I hope you understand a little bit, that is, normal medical methods, it is absolutely impossible to cure rabies."

Speaking of the back, Jiang Chen looked at Wang Zhiyong.

Wang Zhiyong frowned and fell into a tangle.

Do you want to give it a try?

The words of the little sister and the doctor made him hesitate, what if this Jiang Chen is a liar and kills his father...

Wait, the doctor died? Wouldn't he die without medical treatment? Rabies is an incurable disease!

Instead of waiting to die, give it a try. Thinking of this, Wang Zhiyong's gambling spirit came to his mind.

Although he is a scoundrel, he is actually a very filial person. After all, the reason why he can walk sideways in Wanghai City is all because of his father's face. If it wasn't for his father, he would have died many times.

"I believe in you, I hope what you said is true." Wang Zhiyong nodded solemnly, then looked at Jiang Chen seriously, "If you really cure your father, even if you don't want to accept my repayment, I will I want to be your little brother."

Pfft, how are you doing the same thing as the underworld, are you really leading the army?

"I don't need a younger brother, but my friend sounds good." Jiang Chen smiled lightly, then passed Wang Zhiyong and walked towards the special care ward.

Wang Zhiyong was stunned when he heard the words, then raised his eyebrows with a smile.

Yo? This guy is kind of interesting.

He was a famous playboy in Wanghai City, and he was notorious for being fearless. After all, he was the battalion commander who led the troops. His father was also a deputy national-level cadre. He could be regarded as the No. 2 leader in the central government. Those ordinary playboys really couldn't play him. On weekdays, although he occasionally does some sloppy things, he is generally a bad person, but he still does things with principles, which may be related to his reading too many martial arts novels.

In addition, he has a characteristic, that is, he is good at making friends with all kinds of talented people. Of course, it is mainly the kind that can be played, so there are naturally many friends.

But there is no way, people believe this stuff. As the saying goes, what is good on the top will be worse on the bottom. He also expects to be able to get the guidance of an expert to "practice" something like "internal strength". In this regard, his sister has been criticizing him for reading too many novels and can no longer distinguish reality.

"Ten minutes, give me ten minutes is enough, I just hope no one bothers me."

Jiang Chen left this sentence, and then closed the door mysteriously and locked it.

A stunned crowd was left behind.

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