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【3132】Collective expedition

The night is long.

The doctors who had finished their dinner in a hurry got into the special car dispatched by the hospital and headed to the hotel.

It is said that a group of waiting reporters gathered around the hotel entrance and did not leave.

The minibuses in which the doctors were riding had their curtains drawn down to avoid their faces being shined by the guns and cannons outside. Medical staff have never been interested in this type of newspaper publication.

The band came forward to contact the hotel and asked the hotel to send a large number of security personnel to clear an open space at the door. This way, the doctors' cars would not be surrounded by reporters when they arrived at the door. When they got off the car, the doctors entered the hotel at a trot.

Time is tight, it's nighttime.

At the reception desk in the lobby on the first floor, I met the familiar agent Yao Ge.

After Brother Yao met with them, he hurriedly led them to the elevator. On the way, he introduced the current situation to the doctors: "The entire orchestra is waiting for you in the practice room above."

The doctors were somewhat surprised. They thought they would have to spend more time explaining to the musicians after arriving. They may not really accept your explanation. After all, they trust overseas doctors more.

"Have they agreed to cooperate?" Dr. Wang, who followed, asked, "Did you convince them for a long time?"

"No." Brother Yao replied, "It's mainly because Fang Qinsu said something after he came back to the band."

People in the orchestra are well aware of Fang Qinsu's illness. Just reading the newspapers, they know that he has been suffering from amnesia for many years and has been seeking medical treatment without success. This time he returned to China to find the right doctor, and the amnesia was cured within a few days. The orchestra

Everyone including Master Slavin could only feel extremely surprised.

The patients who were not really cured came forward to testify, and it was necessary for Brother Yao and Lin Jiayin to stop talking.

The musicians thought, just give it a try, it will hurt Xiaoya anyway.

What did the doctor come to do that time? What did the musicians need to cooperate with? Brother Yao asked the medical team: "Doctor, what do you need to do?"

Medical matters are always relatively simple. If you say you understand something over the phone with just a few sentences, it will be even more distorted if you ask an outsider to relay the academic stuff. Face-to-face communication is best. Doctors have made plans for this in advance.

Family members say.

"Let's talk after we go down," Cao Yong said in a high and steady tone, representing the steady attitude of the entire medical team.

The elevator door opened, and a group of people slowly stepped into the elevator. The elevator went down to the top floor of the hotel.

There is the smallest conference hall in the hotel outside. The hotel arranged it according to the customer's request, removed the small table outside the conference hall, and placed chairs arranged in an orderly manner.

Before receiving the notice that the doctor was about to arrive, the band members brought their own instruments to the conference hall and waited eagerly. This shows that the band's intention to help their sick colleagues was actually very positive, but later they met with little teacher Slavin.

The level of medical care in that country has not improved.

The doctors knew deep down that they had to do some explanation work before arriving, and they didn't dare to let their focus down at all.

When we walked out of the elevator, we found the conference hall opposite. As we walked over, the musicians outside were discussing after we arrived, and then there were some quiet arguments. It cannot be said that the entire orchestra was very curious and interested.

Question: How can those of us who are doctors help sick patients? We urgently need explanations from doctors.

At the entrance, Mr. Slavin was walking back and forth, continuing to talk on the phone with the doctor in China. The old man's French was so loud that he probably got excited after what the other party said.

(End of chapter)

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