chapter 4 bet

Andrea Taylor said that. Except for Senen Smith, who was a little dissatisfied with the young lady in front of him, the others, that is, the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat, seemed very satisfied with what Andrea Taylor said.

"Mr. Taylor, Miss Taylor, I can't give you a guarantee yet. I can only look at the patient's condition first." If the patient has his last breath left and can use his treatment method, Senen Smith can do it. The other party came alive. However, if it was the kind of patient that even gods could not save, then of course there was nothing he could do.

In the face of patients, no doctor can guarantee the treatment of patients.

Not to mention others, Senen Smith didn't finish his words. Dallin and his daughter had a much better impression of Senen Smith. Senen Smith followed Dallin and the others up to the second floor and came to a room in a separate living room on the second floor.

Senen Smith didn't observe carefully just now, but judging from the decoration of the house, the decoration here is of the luxurious and classic kind. Not to mention the gold and silver decorations, just the rare wood. Senen Smith was in the mountains, he This kind of wood is also found again.

Unexpectedly, on the railings in the corridor of the Taylor Family villa, I found that kind of rare solid wood.

When Andrea Taylor knocked on the door of the room, the door opened. It was a young maid who opened the door. The young and beautiful maid bent down to say hello to the Taylor Family and her daughter, and then asked Dallin and the others to go into the room.

When he first entered the room, Senen Smith smelled a medicinal smell. It had the unpleasant smell of Western medicine, but also the smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

This was a very large room. Senen Smith didn't know how big it actually was, but it was larger than those ordinary people's halls. In addition to a large bed, there is another tall bookshelf, close to the computer desk next to the bed. There should have been a computer on the desk, but now the computer has been moved away, and there are only a few books there.

On the big bed, there was a young man lying there, covered by a white quilt. The young man was being given an intravenous drip, which looked similar to the patients in those large hospital wards.

Senen Smith walked over and first saw the young patient, who looked about the same age as himself, about eighteen years old. However, the young man's face was now very pale, as if there was no trace of blood at all. Moreover, maybe because of lying in bed for too long, some wrinkles began to appear on those white arms.

Opening the quilt covering him again, Senen Smith found that he was no different from other wealthy young masters. It was just that he had been lying in bed for too long due to illness, so he had become much thinner now.

"Mr. Smith, how is my son's condition?" Seeing that Senen Smith's face remained unchanged, Dallin asked hurriedly.

"Mr. Taylor, when did he become like this? And what caused it?"

"It should have been like this since the beginning of the year. As for what caused it, I found out that he had an accident while racing."Dallin said uncertainly.

If it was like this at the beginning of the year, it's almost April now, so it's been like this for about two months. If it was like a racing accident, the brain would have been seriously injured, so much so that the person had a severe concussion and turned into a vegetative state.

According to Dallin's meaning, Senen Smith also guessed that this young man, who was about the same age as himself, was young and active, and liked dangerous racing. He had not woken up since the accident at the beginning of the year.

"I've been lying down for more than two months and haven't woken up. It's a bit serious."Senen Smith underestimated and continued to carefully examine the Taylor Family. When he took his pulse, he knew a lot about his condition. Eight.

"Mr. Smith, you don't study Chinese medicine, do you?" However, seeing his appearance, the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said.

"Yes, I study Chinese medicine." When he answered this question, the old man in Tang suit looked at him and smiled. However, the young man in the white coat seemed to look at him more hostilely.

"Huh, Chinese medicine? Today, Western medicine can't treat him. I think you should leave as soon as possible and stop pretending here." According to what he said, the rustic young man in front of him must be a quack doctor. . Even those who only know some simple Chinese medicine skills come here to cheat money.

He said he looked down on traditional Chinese medicine. Param had such thoughts. Of course, when he saw Dr. Liao here, he didn't say it directly, but came directly to the young man in front of him.

Senen Smith was a little angry. He had just arrived here to treat the young master the Taylor Family. Who did he offend? The pretty boy in a white coat in front of him also started firing at him.

What he hates the most is those people who look down on Chinese medicine. They may not understand Chinese medicine, which is nothing to say, but when it comes to Chinese medicine, they say it is useless and that they harm people and cheat money. In Senen Smith opinion, , I really don’t know if those people have studied Western medicine too much and their brains have been washed away.

"What's your name?"Senen Smith raised his head and asked.

Before Param introduced himself, Andrea Taylor on the side also said.

"Bumpkin Senen, his name is Li Qiushi. He is a double-degree medical doctor from Yale University in the United States. He once performed an operation on a governor of the United States, and the success rate in his operations on other patients was 100%."

When he heard Andrea Taylor introduce himself, Param naturally looked at Senen Smith with a hint of pride. Not to mention that Yale University is a world-famous university, and its medical major is ranked among the top ten universities in the world. In Param's view, Senen Smith, a young man dressed in an old-fashioned way, might have only heard of Yale University but not the famous medical major of Yale University.

"Oh, it turns out to be Professor Param, no wonder he is so arrogant."Senen Smith just answered lightly.

He never went to school, let alone college. However, Senen Smith had his own pride, so what if the young guy in front of him went to a world-famous university? So what if you had surgery on that American governor? The young master of the Taylor Family in front of him has been suffering from his illness for more than two months while lying in bed. The other party has not yet been cured, but he has a way to treat it. Therefore, what does the other party say in his eyes?

"I wonder if Mr. Smith is dissatisfied with what I just said?"Param asked deliberately.

Looking at Senen Smith's plain expression, he felt even more dissatisfied. Not to mention, the patient in front of him is also one of the patients he treats, and when neither he nor Dr. Liao can cure it, Senen Smith, a young man, in his opinion, has no way to treat it. Now this is Just wasting his time here.

"What I want to ask is, do you look down on Chinese medicine, or do you look down on me?"Senen Smith raised his head and asked.

At this time, Dallin coughed deliberately. After Param heard this, he immediately guessed that something was wrong. Not to mention the strength of the Taylor Family, and the fact that Dr. Liao was here, he naturally could only say something.

"I don't look down on Chinese medicine, nor do I look down on anyone. I just look down on those quack doctors who want to swindle money." Although this sentence was said like this, Senen Smith heard it clearly, and the other party was clearly targeting him.

"In that case, how about we make a bet?"Senen Smith stopped and said.

He hates other people pretending to be in front of him the most, and the pretty boy in front of him makes him even more disgusted.

"How to bet?"

"What do you think we should do if I cure this the Taylor Family master of the Sun family?"

"What do you have to bet on?"Param looked at Senen Smith. The total value of his clothes did not exceed fifty yuan, and naturally he despised him even more.