"There's nothing to hell with." Professor Holm looked at him and said: "although we had prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine before, now we have to admit that traditional Chinese medicine does have their advantages. Maybe they are far inferior to us in surgery and suture surgery, but they are not inferior to us in other diseases."
Klaus's eyes were complex. He was busy all night last night. His mental state was not good and his hair was in a mess. He reached out and pressed his eyebrows: "I still don't understand. There must be other problems in the middle."
The last time Gu and Helen were compared, Helen lost. In his opinion, Helen was too careless, because the patient Helen treated had allergies. He once suspected that Gu had used some special medicine.
But this time the situation is not the same, this time they have no treatment plan for the outbreak of the disease, so there is no special medicine.
Klaus thinks that he is also an expert in internal medicine, but in the face of this disease, it's almost impossible to say that there is no way to bind his hands.
But now professor Holm, who is treated by Gu only, is much better. This is somewhat embarrassing.
He looked at Professor Holm and asked, "do you really think Chinese medicine can cure diseases?"
Professor Holm is not a good-natured person. When Klaus questioned traditional Chinese medicine, he said, "of course, I'm a living example? What you think doesn't exist in this world doesn't really exist. You'd better think about it carefully. Where do you want to put your face after you lose to Gu Wei. "
He doesn't know which pot to open.
Claus's face was very ugly. He turned around and left with a snort.
He was in a bad mood. After another night's work, he drove home. He wanted to have a good rest at home, but he found that he couldn't sleep at all.
Klaus sighed for a long time, and his heart became more and more agitated. As long as he thought of apologizing to Gu in public, and holding a sign to admit his mistake at the school gate, he felt a little humiliated.
He flipped off the quilt and went to the bathroom to wash his face. Then he received a call from the hospital president. This time, the outbreak of cold was very difficult to treat. It has alarmed the Los Angeles councillors. They have called the hospital and asked the hospital to come up with a treatment plan as soon as possible.
The president of the hospital felt that there was a lot of pressure, which he could not bear alone, so he called the backbone doctors in the hospital.
When Klaus arrived at the hospital, almost all the key doctors in the hospital came.
Most of them stayed up all night, some just came from the treatment room, some from the emergency room, and their mental state was not very good.
The research and development departments and epidemic prevention departments responsible for studying this outbreak of the virus also all rushed over, one by one in a mess.
The president of the hospital asked about the progress of this incident, and everyone reported it, but the progress was slow. After all, it is very complicated to deal with this incident, and it will take time to develop new drugs for this mutated virus.
The headmaster frowned when he heard their report. He asked in a deep voice, "haven't the discharged patients been cured these days?"
A doctor in the emergency department replied, "yes, they do, but they are just ordinary cold patients, not cold patients infected with the virus this time."