kingnovel Chapter 525 I am not my father’s son
Chapter 525 I am not my father’s son
Chapter 525 I am not my father’s son
Ye Changqing stopped when he saw Qin Changshou coming over: "Yes, you have a mental illness diagnosis.
Killing is not against the law!
You go ahead! "
When Qian Feihai saw Qin Changshou, he was so scared that he took two steps back.
It was this guy who intimidated him yesterday with a mental illness diagnosis.
As soon as he saw Qin Changshou today, he felt the urge to pee.
He squeezed his legs together hard, controlling his sphincter.
Hold the urge to urinate.
Seeing Qin Changshou approaching, he begged for mercy in a hurry: "Don't kill me, I know I'm wrong, please. As long as you don't kill me, I'll let you do anything.
Don't come over here. I tell you I have money, a lot of money. I can give you as much money as you want.
I can transfer the money to you right now."
The reason why Qin Changshou was sent to a mental hospital was because the village chief was rich and powerful and threw a healthy person into a mental hospital.
What he hates most is the rich but unkind.
When he heard that Qian Feihai had a lot of money again, his expression suddenly became ferocious. He rushed forward and kicked him in the face.
bang~
Qin Changshou kicked Qian Feihai in the mouth.
Ah ~
Qian Feihai's lips were broken and blood was dripping down his chin. He screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered.
Seeing Qin Changshou preparing to attack again, he was so scared that he moved back and begged for mercy: "Stop, please.
As long as you let me go today..."
Qin Changshou kicked Qian Feihai in the face again and yelled, "I'll let your mother go!"
After cursing, he rushed forward like a madman, grabbed Qian Feihai's hair with one hand, and punched him in the face with his fist.
Next to him, Hanlin held his stomach, feeling as if someone had grabbed his intestines and twisted them a dozen times.
His whole body was twitching in pain and sweat was pouring down his forehead.
But when he saw Qin Changshou beating Qian Feihai like that, he was so scared that he covered his stomach and got up, slowly backing away.
The other security guards also crawled backwards.
Qin Changshou beat Qian Feihai for four or five minutes until his face was covered in blood.
He stopped only when he was exhausted and out of breath. He turned around and asked Ye Changqing: "He has been beaten to this point, is that enough?"
Although there is a mental illness diagnosis, there is no criminal responsibility for murder.
But he still couldn't do it.
Ye Changqing frowned, thought for a moment and said, "My request is not high, just break both of his legs.
He must not be allowed to walk out."
Isn't this high?
Han Lin's eyes widened when he heard this. He said that breaking both legs was not enough.
This method is too cruel.
Not far away, a group of security guards were terrified and continued to retreat.
Qin Changshou nodded. He had seen Ye Changqing killing people and leaving mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Breaking both legs is not asking for much.
“It’s really not demanding.
I'll do it right away."
After saying that, he looked around and saw a pile of bricks on the side. He walked quickly to it, picked up a brick and turned back.
He gestured towards Qian Feihai's calf and then shouted, "Hit~"
He shouted loudly and dropped the brick in his hand violently.
Click~
The sound of bones breaking was heard.
In the distance, a group of security guards turned pale with fear and continued to retreat.
Ah ~
Qian Feihai sat up suddenly, clutching his broken leg and howling like a slaughtered pig: "Ah, my leg..."
Qian Feihai was startled by the scream. He frowned and looked at Ye Changqing's face, and saw that Ye Changqing had a dark face.
Seems a little dissatisfied.
He raised the brick again.
Qian Feihai was so frightened that he yelled at the top of his voice, "Stop it... Stop smashing it... Please... I will never dare to cause trouble in your hospital again.
I will never again dare to ask someone to revoke your medical qualifications... Please don't..."
He was mid-sentence.
Woo~
The bricks fell with a sound of breaking air.
Click~
The sound of the shin bone breaking was so loud that it made one's teeth ache.
Qian Feihai rolled his eyes and slowly fell backwards.
Qin Changshou looked at Ye Changqing again, as if asking, "Is it okay this time?" Ye Changqing turned and walked towards the building.
Seeing this, Qin Changshou pointed at the dozen people standing at the door and said, "What are you looking at? Take them away and get out!"
After saying that, he quickly chased after Ye Changqing.
Seeing that Ye Changqing and Qin Changshou were gone and no longer in danger, Han Lin covered his stomach and went back to check on Qian Feihai.
Qian Feihai fainted on the ground with both of his legs broken. Blood oozed from the fractures, staining his clothes red, and then flowed onto the ground.
The miserable appearance is shocking.
He secretly thanked God that he was not at the front, otherwise he would be the one in trouble.
But what to do now?
He thought for a moment and said to the other security guards, "Hurry up and get him into the car and take him back to the hospital for treatment."
A group of people hurried to lift Qian Feihai, and after all this commotion, Qian Feihai woke up. He felt waves of severe pain in his broken bones.
Qian Feihai felt like he was going crazy. Seeing several security guards carrying him, he cursed: "My legs! Hey, don't touch me! Damn your ancestors! Stop it!"
Seeing this, Han Lin reminded: "Director Qian, if you don't leave, it's dangerous here."
Qian Feihai realized at this moment that he had not left yet, and he shouted: "Then hurry up, go slower, my legs, fuck your mother, it hurts so much."
Amidst the curses and howling cries of ghosts and wolves.
Several security guards carried Qian Feihai into the car.
Han Lin started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away quickly.
The car drove out for more than a hundred meters, and Qian Feihai felt safe, so he started to curse unscrupulously: "Wait, Mr. Ye.
If I don't fucking kill you, I'm not my father's son!"
The elevator reached the rooftop. Qin Changshou accompanied Ye Changqing out of the elevator. He smiled and said, "I talked to Zhu Yunsong before. He said we should study the Huitong School of Medicine, integrating ancient and modern Chinese and Western medicine.
This is a good thing, but it also goes against the entire medical community.
Qian Feihai came to cause trouble just because two technical backbones of their hospital came to apply for the job.
If we can find any results in the future.
The attacks we face will be thousands of times more severe than today.
I’m a little worried.”
Ye Changqing didn’t think much about it before. He is a doctor now, and he likes Huitong School.
He just wanted to improve the Huitong School's medical skills.
Hearing Qin Changshou say this, he felt that there would definitely be more difficulties in the future, but he didn't care: "What are you afraid of? Just do it."
Qin Changshou smacked his lips. Ye Changqing had the right to say such things, but this was not a solution to the problem.
But he couldn't think of any good solution.
blah blah~
Neither of them spoke, and their footsteps were particularly loud in the corridor.
When I reached the door of the conference room, Ye Changqing hadn't pushed it open yet.
The door opened by itself.
Su Manxiang appeared, and she looked at Ye Changqing with a smile: "You came to see me?"
Ye Changqing smiled and said, "Yes, I want to borrow money from you."
Su Manxiang was stunned, then asked: "Are you short of money?
How much do you want? I still have some."
Ye Changqing was just joking, mainly wanting to change the subject, but he didn't expect her to take it seriously.
The key is to lend him money. He put away his smile and said seriously, "I'm joking, I'm here for serious business.
How far have you progressed in researching the combined use of Chinese and Western medicine to treat colds?"
Su Manxiang said somewhat proudly: "The results came out a long time ago.
We have developed 16 methods of treating colds using both Chinese and Western medicine.
Each one can cure a cold.”
"Really?"
Ye Changqing showed surprise on his face. He always believed that there were fundamental differences between the two academic disciplines.
It must be very difficult to integrate them.
It is not an exaggeration to say it is a natural chasm.
So he chose the simplest cold, but even so, he didn't dare to expect to see results in one or two years.
Unexpectedly, just two days later, Su Manxiang said there was a result.
Su Manxiang smiled and said, "Of course it's true.
Here gathers top doctors of traditional Chinese medicine, as well as highly educated and experienced doctors of Western medicine.
This can easily cure anyone's cold.
So many of us experts have joined together to treat a minor cold.
Isn’t it a piece of cake?”
Ye Changqing thought about it and felt that it made sense. This place brought together inheritors of various schools of traditional Chinese medicine, as well as two famous Western medicine doctors.
Treating a cold is indeed a small problem.
He was even more eager to see results: "Hurry, show me your treatment plan."
Su Manxiang opened the door and turned to walk inside.
In the office, Hua Wangshan, Wu Youkui, Zhang Qian, Su Manxiang, Zhu Yunsong, Qin Changshou, Tang Renzhong, Tang Zhongzhong, Peng An, and Sun Zhengyang were all there.
Hua Wangshan picked up a folder from his desk and handed it to Ye Changqing: "Take a look, this is a compilation of sixteen treatment plans for colds, combining Chinese and Western medicine."
Ye Changqing took the file and opened the first page.
I saw that the first plan said that sixteen plans were developed for cold symptoms such as nasal congestion, cough, fever, and chills.
The first method is to use anti-inflammatory antibiotics to reduce inflammation. If the body temperature exceeds 38.5 degrees, add acetaminophen and ibuprofen, and then use traditional Chinese medicine decoctions to clear heat, relieve cough and induce sweating...
As Ye Changqing read, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Finally, disappointment appeared on his face.
After reading the first plan, turn to the second one, and continue until you have finished reading the sixteenth plan.
He put down the folder in his hand and said: "The purpose of Huitong School is to integrate China and the West, not a simple one plus one equals two.
Let’s talk about reducing fever in the first plan.
The human body develops a fever because the immune system kills viruses or bacteria by raising body temperature.
The immune system raises body temperature by increasing hypothalamic activity and increasing the synthesis of prostaglandins.
This increases vascular tone and reduces capillary permeability.
Reduce sweating to increase body temperature.
But the body temperature increases too much, the virus is not burned to death yet, and the human body cannot bear it.
In other words, the immune function is only mechanically activated, and the body temperature is too high, which threatens life.
Protecting the body turns into killing oneself.
Ibuprofen inhibits hypothalamic activity and reduces the synthesis of prostaglandins, thereby relieving vascular tension, restoring normal capillary permeability, and promoting normal perspiration and temperature regulation.
In other words, ignore the virus in your body and let your body temperature return to normal first.
These Chinese medicines reduce fever by relaxing blood vessels, promoting blood circulation, and helping to dissipate heat, thereby achieving a cooling effect.
Both drugs work the same way.
Will the combination of these two drugs cause confusion in the body's immune system?
Is there any danger?
Peng An stepped forward and said, “The pharmacology of Western medicine is very clear.
The antipyretic pharmacology is also very clear.
But we don’t know what medicinal ingredients Chinese medicine uses to relax blood vessels and promote blood circulation.
If you understand the pharmacology of traditional Chinese medicine, it will be simple.”
Ye Changqing smiled wryly. "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes the compatibility of yin and yang and the five elements. It has its own unique theory. It cannot be verified by science at all. To be more precise, science at this stage cannot verify the pharmacology of traditional Chinese medicine."
Su Manxiang frowned and said, "So these sixteen plans are all unworkable?"
Ye Changqing nodded: "It's really not possible."
He thought of using the simplest cold as a starting point for integrating Chinese and Western medicine.
With so many experts in both Chinese and Western medicine, it should be easy to find a treatment plan that integrates both Chinese and Western medicine.
Only now do I know.
It is definitely not as simple as imagined.
What's next?
In the office, no one spoke and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.
After a moment, Hua Wangshan spoke up: "If you want to study the pharmacology of traditional Chinese medicine, the people in the office are not qualified. We can treat diseases, but for scientific research, we must find scientists!"
the scientist?
Ye Changqing's eyes lit up: "You guys discuss it and see if there is any other way.
I'm going to meet someone and will be back soon."
Opposite the Entrepreneurship Building.
cafes.
Jin Yurong sat by the window, her eyes fixed on the entrance of the Entrepreneurship Building.
I have finished a cup of coffee, which is supposed to refresh me, but for some reason, my eyelids are getting heavier.
Just when it was about to close.
Suddenly a hazy figure came into view.
Her eyes suddenly widened.
Looking closely, I saw Ye Changqing jogging into the building.
Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she thought to herself, "Could it be that Ye Changqing has found a buyer and is coming to the company to pick up the mechanical exoskeleton?"