Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"No! I just don't think it's anything to make a fuss about!"

Jiang Tian was too lazy to pay attention to her and said indifferently.

Adolescent girls are always so unreasonable.

"What did you say? This is nothing to make us fuss over?"

When Rachel heard this, she went crazy.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.

Everyone here worships this magical Chinese Master Jiang as a god.

Even my grandfather admired Master Jiang very much.

what about you?

Single-handedly penetrated the 28th mixed land and air brigade of Dongyang, and suppressed Dongyang, a major country in the world.

One person can fight tens of thousands of warlords from all walks of life and liberate Sodoni...

Isn’t this worth the fuss? You are just a little-known doctor, how great is it?

Sure enough, he did everything he could to attract my attention!

At this time, Mike looked at his phone, stood up, and said with a happy face: "Mr. Marshall, Professor George is here!"

"Professor George? Honorary dean of Harvard Medical School, winner of the Nobel Prize in Medicine...the world's number one cancer expert?"

Rachel stood up with a look of admiration.

"Yes, it's him!"

Mike said proudly:

"Professor George has a very rich resume. He graduated from the Royal College of Medicine in the United Kingdom and received a doctorate. In addition to his teaching position in the United States, he also serves as the president of the Royal Society of Sweden, the chairman of the evaluation committee for the Nobel Prize in Medicine, and a senior partner of Pfizer Pharmaceuticals. , academic general advisor of DuPont Chemical and other positions!”

"He has great influence in the Western medical community, and he can be called the number one person in the world when it comes to cancer!"

He looked at Rachel and said flatteringly:

"I spent a lot of money to bring him here this time! The cost of diagnosis and treatment is only 10 million US dollars!"

"Oh, I will transfer the money to you later!"

Rachel hurriedly walked downstairs to welcome Professor George.

"Rachel, that's not what I meant."

Mike became nervous, followed him over and over again, waved his hand and said:

"Mr. Marshall is my angel investor. Without him, I would still be writing code in the garage! Of course I should pay for it!"

After a while.

The two of them came over surrounded by an old man with gray hair and a straight waist.

The old man was in his fifties or sixties, wearing antique gold-framed glasses, a thin cashmere woolen suit, and an old pocket watch in the lined waistcoat pocket. He had a graceful demeanor and a noble and elegant temperament, just like an old gentleman in a British manor.

"Dear Mr. Marshall, nice to meet you!"

Facing many rich and famous people all over the world, Professor George still has a strong aura and expresses himself with ease.

Without looking at the others, he walked straight up to Marshall, smiled and shook his hand.

"Professor George, nice to meet you! I've heard of you!" Marshall smiled weakly.

"When was Mr. Marshall's last examination?"

Professor George immediately started diagnosis and treatment without any courtesy, looked at Mike and Rachel and asked.

"Professor George, it's this morning!"

Anthony, Marshall's family doctor, stepped forward and respectfully handed over a stack of information.

This person has a good background.

A tenured professor at the University of California, he is also ranked in the top 50 in international medicine in terms of citation rate.

In terms of medical skills and academic achievements, he can surpass many of the top doctors in the Red Wall Imperial Medical Hall of China.

The inspection done this morning will be of reference significance.

Professor George's face gradually became serious as he looked at the medical cases, MRI films, etc.

Seeing that his face didn't look good, everyone gradually became nervous, and Rachel didn't even dare to breathe.

Professor George put down a lot of information, pondered for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly: "Do I need to hide Mr. Marshall's illness from him?"

"It doesn't matter, I can bear it!"

Marshall smiled lightly and looked very calm.

Professor George said with a sad face:

"Mr. Marshall has late-stage leukemia. It has spread to the joints, lymph nodes and liver. Various treatment options are ineffective, especially since three bone marrow transplants failed. I am afraid there is nothing I can do..."

As soon as this word came out.

There was dead silence.

The originally cheerful atmosphere was swept away, and everyone's expressions became very ugly.

Rachel's tears burst out instantly and rolled down her face.

Professor George is a cancer expert, especially proficient in leukemia treatment, and is ranked first in the world.

Even his mentor spoke highly of him. If he said there was nothing he could do, then there was definitely nothing he could do.

Mike frowned and said: "Professor George, isn't your cure rate for leukemia 90%? Why is Mr. Marshall's condition..."

"Mr. Marshall has some very strange symptoms, such as wandering pain, burning redness and swelling of local joints, etc. These symptoms cannot be explained by leukemia. It can be seen that his disease is not ordinary leukemia, but an unknown new type of leukemia! "Professor George sighed helplessly.

At this time, Rachel and several family members were crying.

Marshall forced himself to smile and consoled him: "Don't be sad. When people come to this world, it's like a journey, and they will eventually leave one day."

Wait for Rachel and the others to calm down a bit.

Marshall cheered up, smiled and asked, "Professor George, how long can I live?"

"I'm afraid it's only a month!"

"A month? It's been a long time!"

Marshall patted the armrest of his wheelchair, smiled heartily, and said:

"I can climb Mount Everest, go skiing, and hunt deer in the forest...I even have time to travel around the world!"

"Mr. Marshall's attitude of transcending life and death is admirable!"

Professor George was in awe and praised with a slightly stern expression: "In fact, this new type of leukemia is indeed an incurable disease..."

"Grandpa, I will accompany you!"

Rachel knelt down next to Marshall, lying on his knees, and said with tears in her eyes: "I will spend a happy time with you!"

At a time when everyone was silent and had mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Incurable disease? It's just a simple disease, like a cold. Is it so difficult as you say?"

Suddenly a mocking voice sounded from the corner.

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes fell on Jiang Tian.

"What did you say? This is leukemia. How can you say it's a cold? You're so loud!"

"Yes, Professor George can't help it! How can you say that?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief and started talking.

Originally, someone said that they could cure Grandpa, and Rachel should be very happy.

But she didn't believe Jiang Tian at all.

You're just an unknown person. Even Professor George said he couldn't do it, but you can do it?

He obviously wanted to attract attention in this way.

However, human life is at stake, can you joke?

"Simple?"

The more Rachel thought about it, the more disgusted she became, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

Cancer is always a medical problem, not to mention it is the most difficult leukemia, and it has spread to the lymph nodes.

If there weren't many guests present, she would have beaten Jiang Tian violently using the taekwondo she learned in the gym.

"Which medical school are you from? University of California School of Medicine?"

Professor George frowned and looked at Jiang Tian.

"No, I graduated from China Jinling Pharmaceutical University, a second-level college below... Rende College..." Jiang Tian said.

"I've never heard of it..."

Professor George shook his head: "But among the medical schools in China, the only one that is famous around the world is the School of Medicine at Yenching University!"

"I remembered, Professor Huang Zhihui seems to be from this school!"

Anthony, the family doctor, suddenly understood.

"Oh, Professor Huang Zhihui was once my teacher and my colleague!" Jiang Tian said calmly.

Unexpectedly, the family doctor Anthony curled his lips the next moment and said: "But how can Professor Huang Zhihui compare with Professor George's medical skills! Huang Zhihui won the Nobel Prize in Medicine, but the judge at the time was Professor George!"

He was a little annoyed, raised his eyebrows, and said disdainfully: "And as a student of Professor Huang Zhihui, you still want to challenge Professor George's authority? Are you crazy?"

"Another ignorant junior who tries to challenge authority to satisfy his own abnormal vanity."

Professor George just smiled, feeling helpless.

In fact, he encountered this situation quite a lot.

In Harvard classrooms, there are often smart-aleck students provoking their own academic views.

Some want to show off their talents and unique perspectives, some want to attract girls’ attention, and some even just want to tweet and show off.

The atmosphere at Harvard is very open, with frequent interactions and discussions in class, and most professors encourage students to think independently and question authority.

But Professor George was never polite to such students.

He always showed his profound academic skills, refuted the suppression, and repeatedly questioned them, leaving them disgraced.

In fact, Professor George is not a narrow-minded person. He allows constructive discussions and questioning of authority.

But medicine is not like philosophy and other social sciences, which allows speculation and allows many kinds of answers to coexist.

In medicine, there is only one correct diagnosis!

There is only one treatment option!

It’s either/or!

Some students, in order to show their talent and learning, find new ways, but in fact they are just subverting for the sake of subversion.

What's the cost?

Misdiagnosis occurs, unscientific treatment plans are given, the patient's condition is delayed, and even patients who can be cured die without treatment!

Thinking of this, he felt a little disgusted. He looked at Jiang Tian and said coldly: "Three bone marrow transplants have failed to produce hematopoietic stem cells. Do you think there are other ways to treat it?"

"certainly!"

Jiang Tian sipped the wine and said lazily: "With my treatment plan, you can be cured within a quarter of an hour!"

"What did you say?"

Professor George was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily and sneered: "Haha, you are talking arrogantly!"

"Any kind of cancer, even in its early stage, does not require several months of treatment to kill the cancer cells?"

"Ten minutes? If you can do that, you can win the Nobel Prize in Medicine. Oh, no, no, you should become the chairman of the Nobel Prize in Medicine Review Committee!"

"You have absolutely no medical knowledge!"

At this time, Rachel was even more certain.

The reason why this kid is so pretentious and pretentious is to attract attention.

But trying to attract your own attention in this way seems too stupid!