Passing through a large fir forest, Dr. Charlie walked along the driveway and came to a tall iron gate.
This is the most prestigious private estate in Eagle. The estate is surrounded by 8,000 acres of forest park and overlooks the Appalachian Mountains. The scenery is superb.
The camera on the door accurately recognized his face and issued a soft female voice.
"Dr. Charlie, nice to meet you, please come in."
With a clang, the black iron door slid open automatically, and Dr. Charlie drove into a garden full of blooming tulips.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a European Renaissance-style building.
Dr. Charlie looked at the familiar classical columns and the magnificent dome, straightened his collar and messy hairstyle in front of the car window, and walked in with a high head.
"Dr. Charlie, what a coincidence that you came here. Grandpa mentioned you just now." A young girl with blond curly hair, a soft face, and a very classic temperament appeared in front of him.
Dr. Charlie looked solemn and nodded: "Catherine, is Mr. Merck here? I have a very important thing to report to him."
Catherine smiled slightly: "Please come with me. No news will make grandpa happier than your arrival."
After walking a few steps, a wide room with a huge dome suddenly opened up.
Under the gorgeous crystal lamp, a white-haired old man was half-lying on a leather chair. A group of doctors in white coats were busy around him, and the monitor was making a beeping sound.
Right next to him, there were pieces of medical equipment that Charlie was very familiar with, such as MRI, hyperbaric oxygen chamber, cart-type color ultrasound machine, automated biochemical detector, etc., everything was available, it was like a small private Hospital.
Dr. Charlie looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but admire in his heart.
“It’s great to have money!”
He knew very well that in the free Eagle Country, a super-rich man like Mr. Merck, worth tens of billions, could move any equipment into his home estate and hire a team of professional private doctors to take care of his body in every possible way. of care.
Even if he became the director of a department in Cleveland and earned one million dollars a year, he still couldn't resist the temptation of Mr. Merck's money and willingly became a private medical consultant to protect his fragile heart.
Cleveland Clinic is the undisputed king in the heart field. So far, the heart center has ranked first in the Eagles for 23 consecutive years.
As the director of cardiac surgery, Dr. Charlie is naturally one of the most authoritative experts in the world. If he can be invited to serve as a medical consultant, the check drawn out every year must be an astronomical figure.
"Dear Catherine, is that you?" Mr. Merck heard Catherine's footsteps and did not raise his head, but continued to look at the book in his hand intently.
When Catherine came in front of him, an angry look suddenly appeared on his face, and he threw the book away.
"Farke, this book actually says on page 18 that I am going to die."
Catherine stopped, picked up the book that fell in front of her, turned to page 18, scanned it quickly, and said, "Dear grandpa, I didn't see your name on it."
Merck was indignant: "Damn it, it actually says that the average age of the rich in Eagle Country is only 85 years old. I will be 85 soon. Doesn't this mean that I am going to die?"
Catherine smiled sweetly and said, "Grandpa, the average is not the maximum. It also said that the longest-lived rich man lived to be 103 years old."
Merck suddenly turned from anger to joy: "Ha, is it written above? That means it makes some sense. You can continue reading."
Catherine smiled helplessly at Charlie and pushed him out grandly.
"Grandpa, what a big surprise, look who's coming to see you."
Only then did Mr. Merck see Charlie, and the wrinkles on his face suddenly burst into laughter.
"Charlie, oh, Charlie, after you charged me so much money, you finally had a bad conscience and were willing to come and see me, a dead old man."
Dr. Charlie's smile froze on his face for a moment, but he quickly walked up laughing.
"Mr. Merck, you are still as humorous as ever. It seems that your physical condition is in very good condition."
Merck caressed his chest and smiled: "Then I have to thank you for the young heart you helped me find. With it, I can live until now."
After saying that, he picked up the crutch next to the chair, stood up shakily, and his expression became grim.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Dr. Charlie looked at the face in front of him, couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva reflexively.
Mr. Merck looks like a waning old man, who seems to be prone to collapse with just a push from one hand, but the power of the interest groups he represents behind him is so powerful that it makes people shudder just thinking about it.
This old man is not only one of the richest families in the world, he is also very low-key, hiding behind the scenes and supporting many big shots. Every four years, he invests hundreds of millions of dollars in the two major ladder competitions. He is the leader of the day. The biggest financial backer behind the leadership.
It is no exaggeration to describe it as turning your hands to make clouds and turning your hands to make rain.
Like every super-rich man, Mr. Merck is not immune to the dream of immortality.
He qualified for top-notch medical care, but was dissatisfied because time was running out.
The 84-year-old body, bathed in money, still cannot stop the onset of aging.
His physical functions have begun to decline, and his youth has been squandered a little too much in his youth, making his health less than ideal.
The first thing that went wrong was the heart. After another heart was replaced, cancer came back.
Without Sanqing's anti-cancer drugs, he might have returned to the embrace of God at the age of 78.
Fortunately, with anti-cancer drugs, he survived and received a second heart two years ago.
After this new life, Sanqing Group triggered his strong interest in the pharmaceutical industry.
Mr. Merck completely understood one thing. Only when facing death can we understand how precious life is.
The most advanced medical technology can really create miracles and reverse life and death.
Sanqing Group continued to release new drugs one after another, and soon completely captured the heart of Mr. Merck.
He also became a fan of Wei Kang, always paying attention to Sanqing's every move.
However, due to some reasons, China had strict restrictions on Sanqing's drugs and equipment, preventing him from getting them immediately.
This made him a little dissatisfied, so he tried every means to promote the strategic cooperation between the Cleveland Clinic and the First People's Hospital of Kunming behind the scenes.
After all, it costs a lot of money to send doctors to China for further training every year. Where does the money come from?
As a private clinic in Cleveland, efficiency is the first priority. It cannot pay all the money itself. At this time, Mr. Merck's medical fund naturally contributes generously.
Dr. Charlie is based in Cleveland and participates in the latest clinical trials of Sanqing Medical Project from time to time, so he is very well-informed.
When Mr. Merck asked me about it, he told me everything about the artificial heart.
"Dear Mr. Merck, this is the case. Sanqing's artificial heart project has been successfully developed. Not only can it completely replace the function of a real heart, it can also be charged wirelessly. It will not be visible from the outside after implantation."
"This is a major breakthrough in the field of heart. The only question is, how long can it last?"
"I have brought here the video of the operation process and the patient. Please take a look..."
Mr. Merck watched the video and was shocked, surprised, and delighted.
"As expected of Sanqing, he always brings me one miracle after another."
"When can I see it in person in Eagle Country? I can't wait to see how it works on real people."
"By the way, do you think my next heart can be used for it?"
Dr. Charlie shrugged and said helplessly: "The review standards for the artificial heart are stricter than any other device. I'm afraid you will only be able to see everything about it through videos in the short term."
"I hope you can understand, because the application of compliant medical results needs to go through a long and rigorous verification process."
"As for your next heart, whether it is a real heart or a mechanical creation, you are healthy now, so you should not make a decision too early."
Mr. Merck's face immediately fell and he became extremely frustrated: "Oh, damn, I have so much money, but I can only live a normal life. It is so difficult to make any changes."
"These guys never think about old guys like me. Even if technology can change my life, by the time it can be used on me, I will be cold."
"Farke, a billionaire like me should have lived to be 160 years old and become a member of the immortal overlord, but my immortality has been delayed by officialism."
Catherine quickly comforted him: "Grandpa, it's okay. Didn't the artificial heart just come out? It's a good thing to wait."
"By the way, it's time for you to change your blood."
"You're right, I'm a little impatient." Mr. Merck suddenly turned from worry to joy: "I almost forgot to do a blood transfusion. Dr. Charlie, Bill will be here soon, so you can share this good news with him again."
Dr. Charlie nodded and sat down on the sofa next to him.
Mr. Merck lay down again and began to rest with his eyes closed.
The doctor next to him took three bags of bright red blood, placed them on a machine, and then connected them to his veins. Amidst the roar of the machine, fresh blood was injected into his body.
Half an hour later, the doctor removed the connecting tube and handed over a blood test report.
Mr. Merck opened his eyes, took a look, and immediately frowned, his face becoming worried.
"omg, the blood test results are very unsatisfactory. If this continues, I can only live to be 120 years old."
When Dr. Charlie heard this, he used all his strength within a ten thousandth of a second to control every muscle on his face and prevent his expression from losing control.
He pretended to be extremely sympathetic and said with utmost sincerity: "Oh my God, I'm really sorry to hear such news."
Mr. Merck looked irritated and said: "I know that this thing is still not very effective for people over 80 years old. I have to develop new anti-aging methods."
"At the beginning, I used fresh plasma from young people under the age of 25, transfusing 1.5 liters at a time. It did feel very good, but after a long time, the effect was not obvious."
"Relevant reports came out later, and some people tried to imitate us, but ended up getting seriously ill because of unclean plasma."
"Haha, I laughed hard at these poor people at that time, but soon I couldn't laugh anymore."
"Because healthy blood is becoming less and less, especially for old men like me, who have stricter requirements on the health of blood. It is difficult to find suitable young blood. The blood sent over is either filled with addictive substances or with diseases of one kind or another. .”
At this point, he couldn't help but curse.
"The young people in Eagle Country are all in their twenties. They are either sick or obese. Their blood is full of fat and sugar. Some of them are even like chemical factories, with all kinds of chemical substances. Among them The most abundant substance is fentanyl."
"Fake, how did my dignified young man become like this?"
"If this continues, Eagle Country will be pilled sooner or later."
"Fortunately, Sanqing's artificial blood was on the market. I bought it at a high price and tried it. I found that it was not only very healthy, but also more effective and even contained more nutrients."
"After using it a few times, I feel that my body has become younger, and even the wrinkles on my face have become less noticeable."
A satisfied smile appeared on Mr. Merck's face: "Sure enough, only technology can change my life and keep me young and energetic."
"Although there are currently no drugs that can truly reverse aging, I am very confident in Sanqing. At least they have achieved a lot of results and are working hard in this direction, right?"
"Look, I have had blood transfusions for many years, and every physical examination shows that my liver, muscles, and brain tissue have become younger."
"It can be seen that this rejuvenating treatment plan that shares blood circulation can really help people regain their youth."
Dr. Charlie looked at the looming age spots on Mr. Merck's face, tried his best to smile, and nodded in agreement.
"That's right, since the blood transfusion experiment on mice is effective, it must also be useful for humans. It's just that human technology is not yet so advanced and cannot have immediate results, but we must have confidence in science."
"Haha, Charlie, you're absolutely right."
As Mr. Merck spoke, he took a pill from Catherine and swallowed it with water.
He introduced it seemingly ostentatiously: "This is Sanqing's brain nerve regeneration drug. An old man like me needs to take one tablet every day to stimulate the regeneration of neuron stem cells in the brain, so that he can keep his mind clear and not have any worries about Alzheimer's disease." .”
Dr. Charlie was stunned. Good guy, this Mr. Merck is really a die-hard fan of Sanqing. He can't be more die-hard.
Artificial blood is just fine. Although too much blood transfusion is not good, it is not a big problem as long as the patient feels better.
But this brain nerve regeneration drug is a prescription drug. Can it be eaten casually like jelly beans?
This was not over yet. After Mr. Merck took this one, Catherine handed over a handful of colorful pills.
"Metformin is said to have anti-aging effects; nmn, taken orally, can increase nad levels in the body, lengthen chromosome telomeres, and prevent and repair DNA damage; white piricitol also has anti-aging effects."
"And this, Sanqing's Xiaofuning can resist oxidation and achieve anti-aging effects."
“In addition to this, there are supplements such as vitamins, lycopene, creatine, collagen peptides, beneficial minerals and more.”
Catherine introduced it eloquently: "There are about 50 pills in this handful, which can take care of the health of the heart, eyes, brain, immune system, and blood circulation system."
Dr. Charlie looked at this scene, his whole body was numb, and he couldn't say anything.
"Hopefully, these supplements and prescription drugs can create a delicate balance in your body, and together they form a barrier that attempts to cheat time."
He said silently in his heart, finally having a certain understanding of Mr. Merck's crazy life-extending game.
In the past, he either provided medical advice on heart problems or performed operations on Mr. Merck. Every time they met, he was in the hospital. He really saw too little of this scene.
At this moment, there was a sudden doorbell ringing.
Catherine stood up immediately, smiled and walked towards the door.
"It must be Bill. He has the authority to come in directly. He is probably almost at the door now."
Dr. Charlie suddenly became energetic. He knew that Bill and Merck had been friends for many years. Although there was a 20-year age difference, their friendship was particularly strong due to their financial connections.
And behind Bill, there are a group of Silicon Valley tycoons, including Mabus, the current richest man in the world, who is also his close friend.
More importantly, his friendship with China is also very deep.
To report the news of artificial heart to such a super rich man, the former richest man in the world, he must treat it carefully and not make any mistakes.
Mr. Merck is a traditional rich man, and his knowledge of high technology is limited to using mobile phones, but Bill is a technology rich man who has his own thinking on any technical issue and will not be easily fooled.
While he was thinking, a burst of laughter like silver bells came from the distance.
They both looked up at the same time and saw Catherine holding Bill's arm and already standing at the door.
"Merck, you old guy is getting younger and younger."
Bill strode over with a questioning look in his eyes.
Merk stood up on crutches and greeted him with a big smile.
The two hugged each other and whispered a few words. Bill immediately turned around and extended his hand enthusiastically.
"Dr. Charlie, thank you for the good news."
"With it, our plan finally has a glimmer of hope of success."
