Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

"Yes, it's him." Farr nodded.

Cassili looked at Tim Waltz in confusion: "Mr. Tim, do you know that person?"

"Yes, Mr. Chen is the person I admire the most. In my eyes, he is the best doctor. When I acquired Shantelli Hospital, I hoped to invite him to become the vice president of this hospital."

Tim Waltz looked at Kasili and said, when he deliberately said the deputy dean, he hoped that Kasili would understand the truth. If you continue to hold on to this matter, the deputy dean will become the dean.

Cassili is a mature man, how could he not understand what Tim Waltz said.

"Since he is a doctor approved by Mr. Tim, he must be a very good doctor. From this point of view, Farr is not wrong... But Farr, I hope you will communicate with Anser first when you make a decision next time. To avoid causing unnecessary misunderstandings."

Kasili had planned to turn a big deal into a trivial one, but Ansel Ronan didn't understand Kasili's thoughts at all.

"So Mr. Chen, what kind of doctor is he? Where has he worked? What achievements has he made? What papers has he published?"

"He is a professor of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the University of Los Angeles School of Medicine." Farr replied. This is the only identity Chen Zhao can use to make a move.

"But I still don't think his treatment can have a positive effect on my patients. I now doubt the professionalism of the University of Los Angeles School of Medicine."

Kasili was really stunned, this guy is really a warrior.

Do your family members know that you are so outspoken?

If this word reaches the ears of people at the University of Los Angeles, they will really dig up your family's ancestral graves, you know?

Cassili had forgotten that in this office, there was a person who graduated from the University of Los Angeles School of Medicine.

Fall was furious: "Mr. Ancer, do you dare to take responsibility for your words?"

Everyone has feelings for their alma mater. To be insulted to one's alma mater and the professionalism of one's college is simply a sworn hatred.

"How can a person who performs brain acupuncture treatment on a patient without careful examination be a professor of medicine at a university college?"

"How do you know that he has not done a rigorous examination? In your eyes, only the data obtained after being scanned by a sophisticated machine can be considered a rigorous examination? Or do you think that only the data obtained by the machine can be considered a rigorous examination? Is this the result?"

"Of course." Ansel Ronan said matter-of-factly.

"So if the deceased is determined after machine inspection, is it necessarily accurate?"

"Although there is no guarantee of absolute accuracy, the accuracy rate is definitely higher than that of humans."

Farr looked at Tim Waltz, and then Tim Waltz finally spoke: "Dr. Ancer, I am beginning to doubt your professionalism."

"Mr. Tim, did I say something wrong?"

"Not long ago, my son was judged dead by a machine. His brain waves and heart rate were all 0. However, there was only one person who insisted that my son was not dead and personally saved my son from the hands of death. And he One person completed an operation that four attending doctors failed to complete," said Tim Waltz.

"Is that Mr. Chen?" Ansel Ronan was a little surprised.

He originally thought that the other party was just an amateur pretending to be a fool, but he didn't expect that he was really capable.

Of course, he still sticks to his point of view.

"Then he is an expert in cardiology, so why should he interfere with patients in the neurology department?"

“Why can’t a specialist in cardiology be a specialist in neurology?”

"I don't think there is a more professional neurologist than me in this hospital, and I don't think Chinese medicine and acupuncture can have any effect on my patients."

"So your knowledge is so narrow." Farr said tit for tat.

"Okay, stop arguing, Miss Farr. Since you think Mr. Chen can cure Anser's patient, can you please ask him to come forward and explain?"

"I didn't say he would definitely be able to cure... Anser's patient was a vegetative state." Fardun was immediately embarrassed.

Vegetative state? Cassili was a little surprised and argued for a long time. The patient was actually in a vegetative state?

That is simply a patient that modern medicine cannot proactively treat.

What's there to argue about?

"So, everything you said before was based on uncertainty?"

"Just like Dr. Anser can't wake up the patient, I never said that my friend will definitely be able to wake up the patient."

"Okay, that's the end of the matter. I believe that Farr and Mr. Chen have no malicious intentions. They also have good intentions, so they want to do whatever they can to help the patient." Kasiri only said now I planned to end the matter quickly with Xinni.

Anser wanted to say something else, but Kasili immediately waved his hand to stop him. If he continued to pester him, something might happen again.

That Mr. Chen was the savior of Tim Waltz's son. Even if he was reasonable, could he still send him to the police station?

"Everyone get out."

At this moment, a head came in from outside: "Far, are you busy? I have something to ask you."

Everyone looked at the person outside the door. Anser Ronan immediately pointed at Chen Zhao: "You are the person Farr brought to treat my patients randomly, right?"

"Ah?" Chen Zhao didn't expect that this matter would be exposed.

Are they holding a criticism meeting?

Damn it, it seems like I came at the wrong time.

"Chen...what are you doing here?"

"Well, I heard from the nurse that you were here..."

"Let me ask you, why do you perform acupuncture on my patient? Do you know that doing so will bring great danger to the patient?" Ansel Ronan pointed as if he had grasped the handle. Chen Zhao shouted.

"Um...of course it's for treatment, otherwise what do you think? You don't think I want to kill anyone."

"Why do you interfere with my patients?"

"Only because I can wake up the patient."

"It's a joke. The patient has been in a coma for five years, and judging from brain wave imaging, his brain activity is almost 0, and there is no sign of waking up at all."

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean that others can't do it. The results of your instruments may not be the complete picture of the patient." Chen Zhao said.

"That means you can wake up the patient?"

"I can, but the patient has been comatose for too long and may lose part of his memory." Chen Zhao looked at Suma: "Miss Suma, are you sure you want me to wake up your father?"

"Can you really wake up my father?"