dkrc Chapter 34 Domestic and International Public Opinion
Chapter 34 Domestic and International Public Opinion
The middle-aged man's body was bent over like a shrimp.
Dr. Zhou instinctively pressed down on his shoulder, but found he couldn't hold him down at all. The spasm was a completely instinctive bodily reaction.
"Old Zhang!"
Dr. Zhou called out and placed his fingers on the carotid artery.
My pulse is erratic, but it's getting stronger.
The data on the monitor was jumping wildly; the heart rate soared from 50 to 120 per minute, and the blood pressure jumped from 60 to 90.
Sun Zheng stood at the foot of the bed, watching this scene with a calm expression.
He's been through it, he knows what it is.
Three minutes later, the middle-aged man stopped trembling.
He opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was look down at his stomach.
The swollen abdomen is receding at a visible rate. The ascites that had accumulated for months seems to have been drawn away by some force, and the skin has gone from taut to loose, and then from loose to smooth.
"I……"
The middle-aged man reached up and touched his stomach, his voice trembling, "My stomach..."
Dr. Zhou didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the ward.
He needs to calm down.
Over the next six hours, the eight patients took their medication in turn.
A 17-year-old girl with leukemia fell into a deep sleep for two hours after taking the medication. When she woke up, her face regained its color.
A uremia patient, an elderly man in his fifties, excreted a large amount of black urine after taking the medication, making him look ten years younger.
A 30-year-old ALS patient, after taking medication, began to be able to move his fingers and regain sensation in his toes.
Every case is "impossible" in medical textbooks.
But now, these "impossibilities" are being broken one by one.
Dr. Zhou stood in the corridor, looking at the test report in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly.
Eight reports, eight conclusions.
All healed.
"Director Zhou."
A young doctor approached, his voice low, "If this gets out..."
"It won't get out."
Dr. Zhou interrupted him, "Everyone here has signed a confidentiality agreement. Anyone who dares to leak information is a traitor."
The young doctor swallowed hard and dared not speak again.
Dr. Zhou turned and went into his office, where he dialed Chen Dong's number.
"Director Chen, all eight patients have been cured, with not a single failure."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.
"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Zhou."
Chen Dong's voice was calm, but beneath that calmness was an indescribable excitement. "Next, these eight people will continue to stay in the hospital for observation for another month to ensure that there are no aftereffects."
"clear."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Dong looked at Wang Yijun sitting opposite him.
"It's done."
Wang Yijun tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his eyes shining.
"Eight incurable diseases, all cured. If this drug were made public, the world's medical systems would have to be reshuffled."
Chen Dong nodded, but a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.
"Prepare for the meeting, so everyone can have some fun."
Wang Yijun stood up and straightened his collar.
......
Half an hour later, in the conference room.
"We have conducted clinical trials on the pills refined by Lord Dragon Lord."
Chen Dong's voice was steady: "All eight terminally ill patients have recovered."
"Lung cancer, liver cancer, leukemia, uremia, ALS... without exception."
The pupils of everyone's eyes contracted slightly.
Zhao Wenjin opened the file bag, took out the inspection reports inside, and looked through them one by one.
CT image comparisons, blood test data, pathological slide analysis... every report proves the same thing—those who should have died survived.
The office was so quiet that only the sound of papers turning could be heard.
"Does it really work?"
"Genuine product at a fair price."
Wang Yijun continued, "We searched for many terminally ill patients across the country, and without exception, they all recovered. Dr. Zhou's expert team has confirmed it three times; there is no medical explanation for this speed of recovery."
Zhao Wenjin leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.
The emergence of this drug means that China will have access to the world's most advanced medical resources. Countless terminally ill patients will flock to China.
This also means that foreign forces will stop at nothing to obtain this drug.
"only……"
Zhao Wenjin paused for a moment, then said, "I think this matter should not be publicized."
Chen Dong frowned.
He understood Zhao Wenjin's concerns.
This medicine is too sensitive.
Once leaked, it will not only attract the frenzied infiltration of foreign forces, but may even trigger a joint crackdown by international pharmaceutical giants.
Those multinational pharmaceutical companies that have made a fortune from cancer drugs will certainly not sit idly by and watch such a disruptive drug emerge.
"you're right."
Chen Dong said in a deep voice, "This matter cannot be made public now."
"In that case, let's wait a month."
Chen Dong adjusted his glasses. "If these eight people really don't have any aftereffects in a month, we can confirm the effectiveness of this medicine."
"We'll decide how to use this batch of medicine then."
Zhao Wenjin nodded.
A month is enough time for them to make all the preparations.
Whether dealing with infiltration by foreign forces or suppression by international pharmaceutical giants, they need ample preparation time.
......
Across the ocean, at CIA headquarters.
Several high-ranking officials in suits were staring at the projection screen.
The screen displays the latest response from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Dragon Kingdom.
"The relevant matters are under study; please wait patiently."
In just a dozen or so words, it boils down to two: wait some more.
Deputy Director-General Jensen, who was in charge of Asia-Pacific affairs, threw the documents on the table.
"It's the same old excuse again."
He leaned back in his chair and lit a cigar.
"What are you researching? How to fabricate an even bigger lie?"
The technical analysis director next to him opened his tablet and scrolled through the various responses from China over the past two months.
"In the first week, they said they needed to assess the security risks."
"In the second week, they said they would improve the reception plan."
"In the third week, they said the expert panel was still deliberating."
"It's been eight weeks now, and we're still studying it."
Jason exhaled a puff of smoke.
"They're quite adept at using delaying tactics."
He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
The view from the window is of the Langley Park area, with sunlight shining on the neatly trimmed lawn.
"But it can only be delayed for a while, not forever."
Jason turned around.
"In a little over two months, the international joint investigation team will be on site. At that time, the global media will be watching closely, and they can't keep investigating indefinitely."
The technical supervisor adjusted his glasses.
"What if they keep dragging their feet?"
"That's even better."
Jason flicked his cigarette ash.
"The longer they drag it out, the more certain the world will be that they have a guilty conscience. Do they really need two months of research before they dare show a real dragon to the world?"
He walked back to his seat and tapped his fingers twice on the table.
"Public opinion will naturally put pressure on them then."
The others in the meeting room nodded in agreement.
Only intelligence analyst Maria remained silent.
She stared at the official response from China on the screen, her brows furrowed deeply.
"Mr. Jason."
Maria looked up.
"Have we overlooked a possibility?"
"What's possible?"
"just in case……"
Maria paused.
"What if they really do have dragons?"