Sleepless Doctor

Wu Mian rode an electric car back to Jianxie Hospital.

After parking the car and holding the key, Wu Mian called Professor Barak.

"Boss, the patient turned out to be lead poisoning!" Professor Barack's voice came out on the phone, and Wu Mian felt ears trembling through the helmet.

"I know, where are you?"

"Emergency observation room."

Wu Mian hung up the phone directly and strode into Jianxie Hospital.

When he came to the emergency observation room, Professor Barak was taken aback when he saw Wu Mian, and immediately ran over, "Boss, I can't praise your tolerance and aesthetics. These rabbit ears are so beautiful, I am getting more and more beautiful. I believe you have a PY deal with Disney."

"Is it?"

Wu Mian touched the bunny ears on the top of his head with both hands and stroked it from the bottom to the top. The bunny ears trembled slightly when the hand was removed.

Professor Barack looked dumbfounded, he had never seen such a serious boss.

At the Massachusetts General Hospital, the boss has always been a scary existence. But now when he returned to China, he was actually playing like a child!

"Talk about the situation." Wu Mian said.

"Patient with intermittent abdominal pain..." Barack eliminated the distracting thoughts, began to report the medical history and physical examination, and finally said with certainty, "The diagnosis is clear, it is chronic lead poisoning, and the blood has been sent for testing. Once the test results are returned, it can be used. CaNa3DTPA for treatment."

"Yeah." Wu Mian nodded, and the bunny ears on his head dangled twice.

"Boss, you'd better take off your helmet." Professor Barrac said with his eyes closed, "You remind me of the Bunny in Las Vegas."

"Go to that kind of place." Wu Mian said, "I'll make a call."

Taking off the helmet, Wu Mian returned it to the takeaway boy, then picked up the phone, hesitated again, but didn't call.

"Boss? What are you going to do?" Professor Barak looked at Wu Mian suspiciously.

"We'll talk about it when the results of the examination come back." Wu Mian said, "If the symptoms are not met, the diagnosis should be made rashly. There must be an objective basis."

"Boss, you are too cautious. Obviously, you have chronic lead poisoning. You can't say yes to a certain diagnosis. You know why you have a nickname in Massachusetts..."

"Shut up!" Professor Barack immediately turned into a voice louder a few decibels, and said very seriously, "That's the jealousy of vulgar guys towards the boss, Barack, I ask you what is a definite diagnosis? There is no scientific one. Basis, can someone really give a definitive diagnosis!"

"Science, **** science. It's already obvious whether it's good or not, but the boss has to wait for the results of the inspection to make people laugh! Especially those **** in Cleveland!!!"

"Bellak, you can't collect black money for unscrupulous scientists and make false scientific reports..."

The little nurse next to her looked dumbfounded.

How did Professor Barack, who had always been serious, with the breath of keeping away from strangers, split? I usually see him talking to himself, but all he speaks is English, and he speaks very fast, no one can understand what he is saying.

But Professor Barak now speaks to himself in Mandarin, which is jaw-dropping.

Wu Mian shook his head. Barack didn't know why, maybe it was the reason why he put too much pressure on him? His "mitosis" will occur more frequently in front of him.

"Ms. Wu... it doesn't matter to him," the little nurse asked timidly.

She was worried that Professor Barak was mentally upset, and she would be **** if he had a bleeding case.

"It's okay, he's just like that." Wu Mian said lightly, and [fo] didn't interrupt the conversation between Professor Barak himself and himself.

"What does Professor Barack mean by black money?" the little nurse asked curiously.

"Many of the news that ordinary people can see on the American Emperor's side are false, and they are endorsed by bigwigs in the scientific world." Wu Mian said, "So the people on that side gradually began to distrust the so-called science."

"..." The little nurse was taken aback, and then smiled, "Mr. Wu, you really love to make jokes."

"Huh? Why?" Wu Mian asked.

"Can science be faked? No way."

"Haha." Wu Mian smiled and watched Professor Barack talk to himself, and said, "Our current capital in China does not have that much power to move everything. Emmm, give me an example."

"For example, lead poisoning, the BOSS of the American Chemical Society, Thomas Mickley, a scientist with many dazzling titles, is closely related to our lives. For example, he invented the freon for air conditioning and put it into application. . If it weren’t for him, it’s very likely that we would still have fans in the summer."

"Wow." The little nurse was surprised.

"That's the person who colluded with General Motors boss Charles Kettering and added tetraethyl lead to gasoline as an antiknock agent as a gimmick. Tetraethyl lead is more deadly than ordinary lead, and a small dose of skin contact can be fatal. ."

"Why adding lead is a very complicated issue, so I won’t talk about it. At that time, Mr. Thomas came out to endorse the car manufacturer-claiming that lead has always existed naturally in the air~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is part of the air, yes. Everyone has absolutely no influence.

And so far, there is no evidence that lead has any impact on everyone's safety. This level of lead is as natural as the snow in December and will not pollute the environment! "

"..." The little nurse was speechless.

"It has nothing to do with the age." Wu Mian smiled, "Why are most people in the U.S. emperor'anti-intellectual'? It's because there are too many so-called scientists who endorse capital and tell lies."

"Really?" The little nurse was a little confused.

"Yeah, the scientific community...hahaha, what a joke." Wu Mian said, suddenly laughing.

"Ms. Wu, why are you laughing?"

"I remember something." Wu Mian said, "yogurt, do you drink it?"

"Drink!" the little nurse said, "the probiotics in the yogurt can help digestion."

"Billions of probiotics, right?" Wu Mian asked.

The little nurse had already heard that Wu Mian's topic was a bit wrong, she looked at Wu Mian suspiciously, and nodded.

"In fact, this is a well-known story in the academic circle. Like diamonds, it is clearly a lie. After packaging, it can continuously collect money. It is really a business ghost." Wu Mian said.

"A lie?!" The little nurse was startled.

"Yes, the source of the yogurt itself... Don't talk about this, you can go back and check it yourself." Wu Mian said, "Before the nineteenth century, few people drank yogurt, all the way to Eliye Erich Mechnikov. ... This man is a Russian microbiologist and immunologist, one of the pioneers of immune system research, is known as the father of human immunology, and the winner of the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine in 1908. "

The little nurse was startled, she couldn't understand what Teacher Wu said about the Nobel Prize winner.