Faced with this life-threatening question, Chen Xia knew it well, but of course he had to pretend to be calm, even though he was cursing his mother in his heart.
"Look, sir. I'm a doctor working in clinical medicine. Dr. Zheng beside me invented three new drugs. This beautiful Dr. Chen invented the quadruple therapy. She's the big boss of our hospital's gastroenterology department.
We, the four doctors, possess comprehensive medical knowledge and can speak English throughout the entire process. Do you think we are born with these skills? Or do we have no schooling?
No, we're university graduates too. The difference is, you earned your university tuition by working, while ours was subsidized by the government. The fact that we're at the greatest hospital in England, Wellington, doesn't that speak volumes about our country's scientific research and education?
When these words were spoken, the reporters were all stunned.
It's true when I think about it. If China doesn't have universities, where does their medical knowledge come from? You know, being able to work in the clinic at Wellington Hospital is not something you can do by bragging.
Moreover, these Chinese doctors spoke fluent English, and this young doctor in particular was confident and humorous. How could such talents be self-taught? Even a subject like medicine cannot be self-taught.
Well, okay, actually he is just a "pseudo college student" with the equivalent of a technical secondary school degree and a correspondence college degree. Of course, this does not prevent Chen Xia from continuing to pretend to be cool.
At this time, another reporter challenged: "So, may I ask, what do you think of the Sino-British negotiations? Do you support Hong Kong returning to a poor country like China?"
Now it was Chen Xia's turn to be stunned. At the final moment of the Sino-British negotiations, this was another life-threatening question. But as a Chinese, he had to be politically correct, otherwise he would definitely be punished when he returned home:
"How do I see? Of course I see with my eyes. I guess my nose doesn't have that function."
There was a chuckle from some reporters at the scene.
"The Hong Kong issue is a matter for the politicians of the two countries. As doctors, we are solely responsible for curing our patients. Of course, as a Chinese, I absolutely support the return of Hong Kong. There's a saying in China: 'Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west.' There's no such thing as eternal poverty, nor is there an eternal empire, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the reporter who asked the question turned pale. Wasn't the last sentence a satire on the British Empire having declined, while China would rise sooner or later?
This was said in a very main tone, and Chen Chun beside him nodded slightly. She had always been afraid that her naughty brother would say something outrageous, and then they would be in big trouble when they returned home.
It seems that he still has some brains at the critical moment.
The reporters were clearly dissatisfied with Chen Xia's response. As BBC apprentices, how could they afford to hype up such a mainstream response? They were simply taking his words out of context to attract attention.
What is the moral integrity of journalists? Besides the British pound, what else? As long as there's profit, Iraq can hide weapons of mass destruction, and journalists can even guarantee that they have seen it with their own eyes.
Just as the reporters were about to ask questions, Chen Xia suddenly took the initiative and asked, "Oh, by the way, among so many of you, does anyone have stomach problems?"
At this time, everyone was a little confused, and five or six reporters raised their hands.
"Is it just common gastritis or stomach ulcer?"
The reporters at the scene all nodded in surprise.
Chen Xia suddenly pulled out a wooden box like a magic trick and took out a few Sanliu Weitai pills from it: "Here, this is a gift for you. Next time you have a stomachache, take one pill. I guarantee that one pill will work."
Everyone looked at this strange pill and was stunned. What was going on? A live drug trial?
One of the reporters asked, "Doctor Chen, what is this?"
"This is a very popular stomach medicine pill in China. It's made with Chinese red dates, honey, Chinese yam, and a patented Western medicine. It's absolutely safe and has no side effects. Don't worry, this medicine is in clinical use at Wellington Hospital."
Well, Chen Xia is changing the concept again. Wellington Hospital uses pure Western medicine omeprazole, but did not say what kind of Chinese medicine pills it is.
The purpose of his doing this was not only to advertise traditional Chinese medicine, but also to divert the attention of these reporters.
In its previous life, the BBC was from England. Like CNN, they were the ancestors of producing fake news.
Chen Xia had seen plenty of news stories criticizing China in his past life. He was a big mouth, and he was afraid that if he said something wrong, these reporters would take it out of context and use it to attack China. That would really put him in trouble.
At least his official identity now is a small cadre in China with a regular position. At least his father-in-law, an old revolutionary, can crush him at any time.
Chen Xia understood that his roots were in China, so all his words and actions must be to safeguard China's interests.
After all, he is not a certain professor, writer, or public intellectual who can accept foreign funds and then cheer for his foreign masters on the Internet and in the media.
This so-called interview did not end until Professor Gregory arrived. Of course, the professor did not say anything. Not to mention that Chen Xia was not his subordinate, even if he was his subordinate, he had freedom of speech, so what could he say?
After Chen Xia returned to the apartment, he immediately called his aunt in Xiangjiang.
"Hey, aunt, pack up and come to London as quickly as possible."
"Xiao Xia, London, are you in any trouble?"
Chen Shuqin knew why her nephew went to London, so when he called her suddenly out of the blue, she wondered if there was something wrong with the clinical experiment.
"Wellington Hospital is fine. I was surrounded by a group of reporters today. Our experiment in England has aroused a lot of interest. I think you need to rush to London immediately and contact some media reporters so that we can take advantage of the opportunity to stir up some hype."
"That's it?"
Chen Shuqin thought to herself, this nephew is indeed from the mainland, and he takes publicity and promotion so seriously. Since the boss has given the order, then let's proceed according to his plan.
In the following days, newspapers large and small in England reported on the four Chinese doctors in Wellington Hospital and the new treatment plan and medicine they brought for stomach problems.
Money makes the world go round. Under the influence of the British pound, these journalists took money to do their jobs and produced one soft article after another.
This made the public curious about this clinical experiment. Many patients with stomach problems called newspapers and hospitals, demanding a comprehensive understanding of the experiment, including some important figures.
After all, diseases are not classified by status. These bigwigs have to socialize all day long, have irregular diets, and cannot avoid drinking, so they all have stomach problems to some extent.
There was a wave of hype, and now the whole of England is waiting for the results of the experiment to come out.
Chen Shuqin was thinking about how to benefit from it.
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