Doctor Song, are you married?

Chapter 394 393. Any problem can be cured!

"Come on, come on, Dr. Song, sit over here!" Seeing Song Qi coming, Gong Hong stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically, and even pulled out a seat next to him for Song Qi to sit down.

Including Song Qi, there were eight people sitting on the Eight Immortals table. Including the black man who looked unhealthy, two white men, and a translator, the rest were all yellow-skinned Chinese.

With all three skin colors together, it was a proper world-class meeting!
  Before the banquet started, Gong Hong gave everyone a brief introduction.

Except for Phyllis, the other two are colleagues from the clinic where Gong Hong once worked. These domestic experts are all experts in the field of blood.

When introducing Song Qi, Gong Hong only said that Song Qi was her work assistant in China.

Song Qi can understand. After all, he is a soft-spoken person, which is indeed a bit incompatible with today's situation.

However, he didn't mind. Anyway, he came here today mainly to see the world.

After all, what about cultural exchanges between Chinese and Western medicine?
  However, as soon as Gong Hong finished the introduction, Phyllis couldn't wait to speak.

"Gong, what you're doing is unethical, sneaking back to China alone and leaving me alone. I've been having a hard time finding you lately."

Phyllis's opening remarks were a bit ambiguous, but they made Gong Hong frightened. She worked hard to arrange such a situation, just so that everyone would not be too embarrassed. Unexpectedly, she overestimated a rich man who would do anything to live. Bottom line!
  "Are these your research partners you brought today? Do they have any new research results? Or are they just prey brought to me?" Phyllis glanced at the people on the dining table, a look on his face Greed is unabashed.

"Hahaha, I welcome your new achievements in scientific research, and I welcome you if you bring me prey. Gong, am I being very kind to you?"

Phyllis' words made Song Qi think of something unexpected.

Is this how Chinese and Western medical cultures communicate?

Song Qi glanced at Gong Hong and found that her face was also quite ugly. Song Qi was even more confused about what this was going on.

"Phyllis, don't be so impatient. Didn't we find Professor Gong? She didn't say she didn't care about you. After all, she is a famous expert in the hematology department. How could she leave you a patient with nothing to rely on?" Sitting Fei A white man to Leith's left smiled and patted Phyllis on the shoulder.

Phyllis nodded and stopped talking.

patient?

He is indeed a patient!

It seems that my vision is correct.
  Song Qi was not surprised to hear the white man talking about patients.

Could it be that this is taking patients to participate in medical cultural exchanges? Live version of the case?
  Thinking this way, Song Qi became even more interested in the next exchange.

"Mark, I left the clinic with your consent. He is a patient of the clinic, not mine. I think you should know better than me. I really don't understand why you took Phyllis all the way. Come to me"

"All his treatment materials are in the clinic. I didn't take them away. I have resigned. You can't continue to coerce me." Maybe it was her hometown that gave her the confidence, or maybe it was the colleagues in the industry here who gave her the confidence. In short, Different from her previous meekness, this time, she chose to refuse.

Coercion?

Song Qi couldn't understand more and more. Could it be that the famous Professor Gong Honggong was still being coerced by the patient? This seems interesting! Song Qi, who was not good at eating, now became more enthusiastic about eating melons.

"Gong, you are so naive. Do you think I can't do anything to you when you come back to your hometown? You overestimate yourself too much. Let me tell you, you are very lowly. When we black people come to study in your hometown, they can't do anything to you." They are all designed to match us with girlfriends. Each of those girls is smarter than the last. We just play, and when we are done, we pat our butts and leave, while they are still chasing after us, hahahaha!"

Felix Gens said unscrupulously.

Song Qi was about to eat melon when he suddenly heard this, and the blood in his body suddenly surged.

Song Qi is not a passionate young man, nor is he an angry young man. He is just a black man. He is so rampant in my family's territory. Who spoiled him?

I don't care if I can't hear it, but if I hear it, I can't sit still.

When Song Qi was about to start a fight, a middle-aged man with gray hair next to him became the first to lose his nerve.

"What are you talking about? Gong Hong, I'm sorry. Our tradition is that every guest has good wine. If a jackal comes, he will be served with a shotgun!" The man slammed the table, and everyone stood up.

After the man stood up, several people around him also stood up.

Seeing that this battle was interesting, Song Qi subconsciously stood up.

"We are here to entertain Professor Gong's guests today. If you come with such a mentality, we will not welcome you!"

"Please get out!"

The voices of a few people were not loud, but they were powerful enough.

Phyllis probably didn't expect everyone would respond so strongly.

He was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "Gong, your friends are different from you. Tell me, how much does it cost?"

With that said, just like the first time he threatened Gong Hong, he took out another box.

"Phyllis, please be respectful. This is not a place for you to act wild. For the sake of you being a patient, I called the domestic hematology experts. If you want to seek medical treatment and life, please Keep your posture right, if you continue to be so arrogant and unreasonable, then, I'm sorry, please go back!"

Gong Hong also responded sharply.

"Hahahaha!" Phyllis laughed. After he finished laughing, he hooked his fingers at Gong Hong, "By the way, I forgot, you have a large population, so there must be a lot of people with the same blood type as me. , there should be more people on your list for scientific research, right?"

"Stop dreaming, I will never give you the list of clinical trials!" Gong Hong said.

At this time, another white man who had been silent spoke up, "Professor Gong, don't be so excited. We brought Phyllis here today to see a doctor. It's not polite for you to do this." He pointed to several stations. In front of the Eight Immortals table, there were several people with righteous and awe-inspiring looks.

"You're here to see a doctor? Well, I thought you were here to be an uncle? When you are an uncle, you have to behave like an uncle. You are so sick and arrogant, but you are still showing off your power. Where are the third and fourth children? If you want to see a doctor, that's fine. , we have hospitals, and we also have outpatient clinics for difficult and complicated diseases. All problems can be cured. As for this place." Song Qi pointed at the solid wood Eight Immortals table with his finger, "It is a place for eating. Here, we have a rule, don't treat it well. Everyone who is eating, get out!"

In the past, it was the middle-aged and elderly people who spoke up, but Song Qi was so choked up that it was finally his turn to say a few words. He had to let out the turbid air in his chest!
  (End of this chapter)