Eagle Country, Mayo Clinic.
A jet helicopter slowly landed on top of the hospital building.
A middle-aged man in his forties walked down the gangway. He had a long face, a hawk-nosed face, and sinister eyes, with a chill covering his face.
A smiling doctor stood on the tarmac, extending his hand warmly.
"Dear Mr. Mabuse, long time no see, please come with me."
Mabuse's face was gloomy and he looked very unhappy, and his words were very rude.
"Dr. James, you said I have a cyst on my pancreas? Why wasn't it discovered earlier?"
"Am I still not satisfied with the tens of millions of dollars I spend every year at Mayo? This is the result of your serious physical examination on me? This is why you pervert me every year???"
He roared loudly and sprayed saliva on Dr. James's white coat.
James seemed to understand the temper of this VVVVIP customer very well and did not show any anger at all. He just smiled and tried to comfort him.
After all, this Mabuse is the uncrowned king of the Internet, the godfather of the IT industry, the god of high technology, and the richest man in the world.
In the Eagle Country, no one dared to offend him, otherwise he would suffer the fate of the Great Suppression Technique and die without a burial place. His body would be pushed to the ground and beaten ten thousand times by netizens before being kicked into the abyss.
And Mabuse has never had a good temper. Although he appears approachable and affable in public, it is just a facade, just to maintain his personality. James has seen his true face behind the scenes.
He respectfully welcomed Mabuse into the most luxurious ward in the hospital. Along the way, his submission finally allowed Mabuse to vent his anger and his temper became gentler.
"Okay, I believe that if you call me here, you must have a treatment plan. Come on, my patience is very limited."
Mabuse sat on the sofa and said coldly.
James smiled and said: "Yes, we recommend that you undergo surgical resection as soon as possible. The prognosis is still very good with early surgery. You can rest assured that our Mayo surgeons..."
"Shit!" Mabuse kicked the coffee table, his anger rising again.
"You are a bunch of trash, useless at all. You undoubtedly know how to operate on patients every time."
James' face froze, and he persuaded very tactfully: "For the sake of your health, it is better to have surgery as soon as possible."
Mabus took a thick publication from his assistant, threw it at James, and sneered: "Mayo is nothing more than that. Just indulge in the dream of the world's best hospital and never wake up."
James took the publication and found that it was a magazine "The Lancet-Oncology". He asked confusedly: "Mr. Mabuse, what do you mean?"
Mabus sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and mocked: "There is a research report published on page 15 above. In the far east, a pharmaceutical company called Sanqing has developed a broad-spectrum anti-cancer drug with no side effects. "
"I called Bill from Harvard and asked. You know he is always very concerned about pharmaceutical companies. He told me a big news. This Sanqing anti-cancer drug is indeed real, and Pfizer is the authorized sales company in the United States. business."
"Also, the latest news comes from my old Stanford alumnus, Dr. Qi, the Nobel Prize winner in physics. He used to be a tenured professor at Stanford. He also had pancreatic cancer, but he was completely cured after taking this drug in China. ”
"Ah, this, this is impossible!" James was shocked and couldn't believe everything he heard.
How is it possible that a magical drug from the East can actually cure pancreatic cancer, the king of all cancers?
He quickly turned to page 15 of the publication in his hand and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more incredible it became, and he murmured to himself.
"Oh my God, this is not true!"
"If anything, it can only be said to be a miracle from God!"
"Haha!" Mabuse sneered and suddenly roared like a lion.
"A bunch of trash! What do I need from you?"
"You pigs, don't you know that I am a devout Buddhist? I refuse to lie on the operating table and be disemboweled by you!"
"Hurry up and find me this magical medicine from the East, and customize the best treatment plan for me."
James had recovered from the shock, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said: "Mr. Mabuse, please calm down, we will respect your beliefs and try our best to use medicine for treatment."
He keenly grasped an important piece of information in Mabus's words: "I will call Pfizer's pharmaceutical representative over right now and ask him to give our hospital this anti-cancer drug right away, so that he can customize the most precise medicine for you." Treatment programs."
Mabus nodded with satisfaction and watched James sweating profusely as he called Pfizer's medical representative.
"What!" James suddenly jumped up and exclaimed: "You said there is no medicine? Are you kidding? Didn't you get the patent authorization?"
"What? The FDA rejected your clinical trial application? Are you reapplying and still delaying the reply?"
He looked at Mabus in disbelief: "Mr. Mabus, this is really bad news. I heard that it is because the head of the FDA, Johnson, has been rejecting Pfizer's clinical trial application, which has prevented this drug from entering the Eagle Country market. .”
Mabbus was immediately angry: "What on earth does Johnson, that son of a bitch, want to do? Does he want me to die?"
James rolled his eyes and said thoughtfully: "There is definitely something behind this matter. I'll call and ask Pfizer's Vice President Andre, who is responsible for this licensing contract, to see if there is anything he can do."
Soon the call was dialed, and Andre's hearty laughter came out: "Dear James, long time no see. I have come back from the East and can't wait to invite you to dinner."
James had no time to be polite and asked directly about anti-cancer drugs.
Andre said with a very worried tone: "My friend, I didn't expect you to hear this news at Mayo. Unfortunately, because the therapeutic effect of this anti-cancer drug is so good, it has aroused great vigilance from Merck. , you know, their Keytruda is the biggest competitor of this anti-cancer drug, so they used every method to suppress it behind the scenes.”
"You know, FDA's Johnson is a good friend of Congressman Brown, and MSD is Congressman Brown's main sponsor. We are also contacting another congressman to lobby, but it still takes time..."
Mabuse listened quietly on the side, his face as dark as water, and he said nothing.
After a while, the call ended.
Mabuse's eyes narrowed, and his cold eyes made people tremble.
"Just leave it alone, Qiaoson. If this matter is not resolved, I will make you lose everything."
He reached out his hand and lightly dusted the non-existent dust on his clothes.
"You disgusting bedbug, the sewers of DC are where you belong."
