The next day, at the World Congress of Surgery in San Francisco.

The conference has not officially started yet, but there is already a lot of discussion in the venue. Many doctors, both familiar and unfamiliar, have gathered together to discuss the bizarre incident that occurred at the University of California, San Francisco Medical Center last night.

Chen Qi had been busy all night last night and started to doze off in the venue.

Don't get me wrong, he may have made Brother Dong's mistake, but spent the rest of the night checking the types and names of "stolen" drugs in the space.

Because the medicines in the medicine warehouse are stored in the space together with the shelves, there is no need to organize them, but after all, it is an upper and lower floor, adding up to a warehouse of tens of thousands of square meters, especially a cold storage.

I don’t know how many medicines there are. Just walking around was enough to keep Chen Qi busy all night.

Good guy, as soon as he arrived at the venue, he lay down on the table and started to sleep soundly. He even snored, which made a group of young old men in the Chinese delegation frown.

At this time, Professor Zeng Xuexun hurriedly returned to the delegation and said with a horrified expression:

"A strange thing happened at the University of California, San Francisco Medical Center last night. Hey, guess what? Not only was it on fire, but I heard that the hospital's drug store would be stolen."

"The medicine storehouse was stolen?"

Those present at the venue are all famous professors from major hospitals, so they naturally understand what a drug library is.

There are hundreds or thousands of tons of medicine at every turn. There is no way to move it without dozens or hundreds of large trucks. How could it be stolen so easily?

Impossible.

"That is, I believe you if you say you stole some of the precious medicines, and I don't believe you if you say you moved all the medicine warehouses."

"Haha, I like to exaggerate. I guess I am counting on the insurance company to make money."

Professor Zeng became anxious when he heard that no one believed it:

"Brothers, don't believe me. I've heard that not only the medicine warehouse was stolen, but also everything in the laboratory department, imaging department, and archives of this hospital was stolen.

, there really isn’t even a hair left.”

"Hahaha~~~~"

"Old Zeng, you old guy, you really listen to the wind and rain. If you don't talk about anything else, just talk about the X-ray machine. You don't have a crane or a crane. Can you move it and see if you can move it away? I'll let you steal it. You

How many can you steal in one night? And you stole them all."

"A CT3 weighs 4 tons. How do you think you can steal it?"

"There are so many bottles and jars in the laboratory. It's not a question of whether they are heavy or not, but how many times you have to move them."

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Professor Zeng was so angry that he slammed the table:

"What a bunch of idiots. Now that this matter has spread all over the place, look at this venue. How can these doctors still be in the mood for a meeting? They are all acting like a boss."

In Ruoda's thousand-person conference hall, there was buzzing everywhere at this time. Some people covered their mouths with their hands, some people stared, and some people spit. As expected, no one paid attention to the rostrum. The host had already

Here comes the reminder:

"Gentlemen, ladies, professors and surgeons, please return to your seats. The World Congress of Surgery will be held in 10 minutes. Thank you."

There were thousands of doctors in the venue, and they began to scramble to find their place.

Chen Qi was also woken up at this time. He yawned and stood up. Just as he was about to lift his feet, he was stopped by someone.

Professor Lu asked strangely: "Chen Qi, the meeting is about to begin, where are you going?"

Liu Chumin explained with a smile: "Chen Qi, the director of the two major international medical associations, according to convention, he has to go and take a seat at the relevant medical association, so he did not wander around."

Chen Qi shrugged: "I was in the Chinese delegation before this meeting. I represented the members of the icpf society at the opening ceremony and the fssh society at the closing ceremony. I was very busy, and I accidentally walked into the wrong venue."

"That's not all. This little guy will be a special clinician this year and deliver a speech on "New Ideas of Genetic Testing for the Diagnosis of Surgical Diseases". Now he has jumped to the thoracic surgery department."

At this time, everyone exclaimed: "Hey, darling, is this the time to be the third international director?"

Professor Wu Mengchao was also ready to leave at this time. Hearing this, he said:

"It's not that easy to be the third director. The previous two international directors were from small associations and there were few doctors engaged in related professions, so he was given the opportunity. The thoracic surgery association is a university association. Let alone directors, even committee members are not available. He

He's still young, don't flatter him."

There is a kind of "killing" in this world, which is called killing with a stick.

Chen Qi is an International Co-Director in his twenties. He is said to be much more powerful than the old professors in China, but just because he is young, it is easy for him to lose himself in the praise.

Once a person drifts away, he is actually almost destroyed.

Professor Wu's cold water was not malicious. Whether Chen Qi could realize anything was his own destiny.

Chen Qi didn't take it seriously. For him, it doesn't matter whether he can become a director of any society. He is still young. He is in his 20s and will have many opportunities in the future.

Moreover, every medical association is elected every five years, and the position is not tenure-track, so there is nothing to brag about.

The most important thing now is to use this name to make more money while you are still a director of two major medical associations. Isn’t it nice to get colorful banknotes?

When Chen Qi passed by the delegation of the Society of Urology, he stopped and took a look.

It was discovered that President Jesses and Dr. Henderson were not at their seats. The seats with their names were empty. They were obviously busy cleaning up the mess at the University of California, San Francisco Medical Center.

Chen Qi’s actions last night did not specifically target the Department of Urology.

Otherwise, we just had a feud with the Chinese here, and there was another accident in the Department of Urology at the University of California, San Francisco Medical Center, and even a fool would suspect that the Chinese were causing trouble.

Let’s not talk about whether he will be summoned by the police. This shocking incident alone will definitely trigger a focused investigation by the FBI and CIA.

Wherever Chen Qi and the others go, there will be a little tail behind them. This is a very unpleasant thing, and it will be difficult for him to make any small moves.

However, although it was specifically targeted at the Department of Urology, the entire hospital's experimental equipment, precision instruments, and archives were gone, leaving only an empty inpatient department. This was a devastating blow to all departments.

For example, in this laboratory, the database contains hundreds of years of urology technology accumulation. Now it has been completely destroyed. This is enough for two doctors, Jesses and Henderson, to vomit three hundred liters of blood.

Because their many years of research on other topics were also destroyed in one blow, and if the city gate caught fire, it would definitely affect Chiyu.

As for Professor Lu's paper "Urodynamics: Dual-Channel Bladder Measurement", it is really not important at all in the face of a catastrophic disaster.

I believe that for a long period of time, Jesses and Henderson had no energy to pay attention to external affairs. Professor Lu’s paper can only belong to him.

It's pity that if people at the University of California, San Francisco Medical Center found out that Chen Qi destroyed half of the hospital just to retaliate against one of their urology departments, I don't know how many people would faint in the toilet crying.

Fortunately, Professor Dewey, the president of the icpf society, and Professor Stevenson, the president of the fssh society, are both from the Mayo Clinic. Otherwise, it would have been a flood.

As soon as Chen Qi walked to the fixed position of the icpf society, Professor Dewey came over excitedly.

"Hey Chen, have you heard? There was a terrorist attack on the UCSF hospital last night. The entire hospital was almost evacuated, and several buildings were even set on fire. It's really great."

Chen Qi's mind is full of questions:

"Wait a minute, Professor Dewey, your colleague suffered a terrorist attack, shouldn't you be filled with indignation for your colleague? Why are you so happy?"

"Why can't I be happy? What does the UCSF hospital have to do with our Mayo Clinic? Let's see if these idiots will compete with our Mayo Clinic for projects, patients, and sponsorships. This time it won't last ten or eight years.

, they can’t recover at all.”

"Why can't I recover? The most important doctors are here."

"How loyal do you think this group of doctors will be? Now the hospital has nothing to ask for. Reconstruction requires a lot of money, and the insurance company cannot pay for it in full. Then the doctors' projects will not be sponsored. Then staying at the UCSF hospital will be a waste of time.

Well.

Besides, if the hospital doesn’t have instruments and equipment, it won’t be able to carry out clinical work, and the doctors will have no income. You see, it won’t be long before everyone is rushing to find another job. Without money, who is willing to work hard for the UCSF hospital?”

Dewey looked around, then lowered his voice and said:

"Even I received a call from the Mayo Clinic, asking to poach several of their experts in plastic surgery. You think other hospitals must have taken action. Don't forget that UCSF Hospital is ranked among the top eight hospitals in the United States.

Doctors are very powerful."

The country of Mold is indeed a very, very realistic country.

If you have money, you have everything. If you don’t have money, you can’t even buy basic loyalty.

Chen Qi believes that if the Fourth Hospital of Yuezhong catches fire and the hospital is destroyed, all the hospital staff will tighten their belts, put on labor protection gloves, and rebuild the entire hospital with their own sweat.

After all, the medical staff in China at this time all regard their work as their home. If their home is destroyed, no one will think of leaving.

This is the difference in culture and thinking between China and the United States. There is no need to say who is better and who is worse.

It is not good to be all about money, and it is not good to be all about money. Everyone has his own ambitions, and everyone can have the right to choose. This is the so-called "human rights".

Chen Qi could only shrug his shoulders when he heard that dog-eating-dog was starting to happen between the hospitals in Shiguo.

At the same time, I quickly repented to the Supreme Lord, Sakyamuni, Mohammed, and Jehovah. After all, he was the culprit.

Of course, the American investigators never dreamed that there was such a freak in the world, and that this freak was openly holding an international conference.

Professor Dewey just thought of something and continued the question:

"Chen, why are you going to Africa to conduct genetic research?"

Chen Qi couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, so he explained the mother-child cancer case in China and the fact that he was ostracized and sent to Africa.

"So, going to Africa and this genetic case are not the same thing."

Dewey also didn’t understand:

"Why do you have to go to Africa when they ask you to go to Africa? You can come to the United States. With your title of director of the ICPF Institute, as long as you can pass the USMLE exam and the medical license exam, I can definitely recommend you to work at the Mayo Clinic.

Then you will be a world-renowned plastic surgeon. Isn’t this tens of thousands of times better than going to Africa?”

Chen Qi thought to himself, I just don’t want to be a plastic surgeon. If you can recommend me to hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery, he will resign from the country immediately.
To be continued...