“Young lady, what’s wrong with you?” one of the old men said unhappily. “Do you know who I am? I’m Wu Zhengke, a tumor expert. Zhang Sheng, who advocates surgery, is one of the top experts in the country, just like me.”
"So many top-tier hospitals in various provinces want us to come to their hospitals to give lectures and exchange ideas, and so many patients are eager to get an appointment with us. Now, you may not believe it, but I do. Do you really believe in such a young man?"
“That’s right, even if we disagree, we have a general direction.” Zhang Sheng also looked unhappy: “Why are our titles as experts no longer valid?”
"It's not that it doesn't work, it's that it's never been used before." Ye Xingchen shook his head: "You two can indeed cure it, but at most you can only extend its life by three to five years."
"What you call a cure is actually just extending the patient's lifespan through chemotherapy and drugs. Strictly speaking, this cannot be considered a cure."
“His tumor is in a critical location and it’s spreading. We’re already doing well if we can extend his life by three to five years. Even if you go abroad, the experts there might not be much better than the two of us.” Wu Zhengke sneered, “What, do you think you can completely cure him?”
"I think doctors should be more precise in their statements. Extending lifespan is extending lifespan, and curing someone is curing them." Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "These are not the same thing, okay?"
"Kid, let me warn you, we're busy." Zhang Sheng said unhappily, "The cancer hospital sees hundreds, if not thousands, of patients like him every day. If it weren't for Dean Yuan's request for us to come, do you really think we would have gone to such lengths to examine him?"
"Oh, then please go ahead. Don't delay my treatment." Ye Xingchen waved his hand, dismissing them. Indeed, these two old men were extremely famous, and many people would seek their medical help. If they lingered here for a while, he would probably miss out on a few surgeries.
"You..." The two old men were so angry they almost had a heart attack.
"Uncle Zhuo, I am Ye Xingchen. I will treat your illness right now, so please don't worry." Ye Xingchen smiled and nodded: "As long as you trust me, I can guarantee that your illness will be completely cured within half a month."
"Recovered in half a month? Where did this madman come from?" The two old men almost laughed. Wu Zhengke even shouted, "Where's the security department? Where are the security guards? Drag this man out. He's interfering with our normal treatment."
"Do you think I'm bragging?" Ye Xingchen had already taken out the golden needles.
“I’ve seen many tumors of this size. They either need to be removed or treated with conservative chemotherapy, but no matter which method you choose, it’s impossible to see any effect in less than six months.” Zhang Sheng sneered, “You think someone can be cured in half a month? You’re either crazy or you’re just bragging.”
"I'm not crazy, and I'm not bragging." Ye Xingchen shook his head: "When I said 'cured in half a month,' I meant the patient would be completely cured, able to live like a normal person, and their lifespan would not be affected. If you don't believe me, let's take a gamble?"
"Alright, what are you betting on? Judging from your needle-holding posture, you're a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, right? I'll give you six months. If the patient recovers, I'll even become your apprentice." Wu Zhengke laughed.
"I don't need apprentices like you." Ye Xingchen shook his head and glanced at the two of them: "With your skill level, you know in your hearts whether cancer can be cured or not."
"Whether it's surgery or chemotherapy, there's only one goal: to prioritize profit. In the end, most people still die in agony."
The two old men's faces immediately turned ugly. Ye Xingchen's words had hit a nerve. Wu Zhengke snorted coldly, "You talk like you're so great. Enough with the nonsense. If you can cure this patient, we'll both retire from the medical field."
"No way, that's too easy on you. How about this: if I can't cure this patient, I'll hand over one of my pharmaceutical companies," Ye Xingchen said calmly. "If I can cure him, then you two can hold a press conference and expose all your shady dealings, how about that?"
“You…” The two old men’s pupils contracted.
These two old men knew better than anyone what shady dealings existed in the hospital, especially since they were in the oncology department and were desperately trying anything.
Patients who don't want to die kneel down and beg for treatment, but in reality, for the vast majority of patients, this only adds to their suffering and has no other effect.
If the inside story is exposed, the entire industry will likely be condemned, and the two of them will be permanently kicked out of the industry.
"Don't dare? Then don't get in the way. Get out." Ye Xingchen gave him a rude order to leave.
"What are you so arrogant about, kid? Believe me or not, I can make you disappear from this industry forever with just one word?" Zhang Sheng's face darkened.
"Oh, then you can give it a try and see who disappears from this industry." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"Professor Zhang, watch your words." Just then, Yuan Hao arrived.
"Dean, you should know what kind of importance you should place us in. It's one thing to ask us to treat an ordinary citizen, but to send such a young, inexperienced kid to humiliate us?"
Wu Zhengke snorted: "You have to give us both an explanation for what happened today, otherwise, I can take a long vacation."
The old man's tone was full of threat. After all, he was the living signboard of the cancer hospital, and many patients came because of his name. Even the hospital director had to give him some face.
If he really quits, the hospital will be the one to suffer the loss.
“Professor Wu, I invited you and Professor Zhang here for observation and learning. We can add a topic on traditional Chinese medicine treatment of tumors later.” Yuan Hao said, “Mr. Ye is not someone that can be invited by just anyone. You should make the most of this opportunity.”
"Should we seize this opportunity?" The two old men were dumbfounded. They were always the ones giving others opportunities, so why was it the other way around now?
“Mr. Ye is the chairman of Xingchen Group. His cancer-dissolving pills will soon be in mass production. Professor Wu, Professor Zhang, you should think this through.” Yuan Hao said cryptically.
"He is Ye Xingchen?" The two old men finally realized what was happening, and their arrogant expressions vanished instantly.
Who is Ye Xingchen? He is the chairman of Xingchen Group, and the cancer-dissolving pills produced by Xingchen Group do indeed have miraculous effects.
Moreover, the two of them were worldly-wise and had met people with status and background. They knew from rumors that Ye Xingchen's identity was not simple.
"Go out. I don't like anyone around when I'm treating patients," Ye Xingchen said slowly, having already finished wiping the gold needles.
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