"Thanks to you, Dr. Zhao, for discovering the nanotechnology treatment. Otherwise, this large-scale infection would truly be a disaster."

Yuan Yuan remarked with some admiration.

Just thinking about it, the brain-eating amoeba, such a terrifying parasite, could cause widespread panic if there were a large-scale outbreak.

"The human body is complex, and nanotechnology is just one treatment method, not a panacea."

Zhao Heng shook his head slightly as he spoke.

This time, finding the nanotechnology treatment was effective, but in some sense, it was also a matter of luck.

"It's already remarkable; if Dr. Zhao had not discovered the nanotechnology treatment, who knows how many people would have died from this large-scale infection."

Yuan Yuan looked at Zhao Heng with admiration and respect. Zhao Heng was several years younger than her, yet he had surpassed his peers professionally by far.

"Dr. Zhao, do you think during this consultation, they will directly make requests?"

After a pause, Yuan Yuan asked again.

Before coming, her uncle, Director Yuan, had already explained the specific situation to her.

Now the most crucial part concerns the use of the nanomaterial solution in Zhao Heng's proposed effective treatment plan.

The preparation method for this nanomaterial solution is a highly confidential technical patent, widely applicable and extremely valuable, and it's not something that can be handed over casually to them.

Therefore, this consultation is also a kind of test.

"Given the nature of people from H Country, I don't have high hopes for their politeness."

Zhao Heng shook his head slightly again and said. Arrogance, conceit, and a kind of pure stupidity—that was Zhao Heng's view of people from H Country.

So, regarding this interaction, he actually didn't have high expectations; he just needed to do his own work well.

"It seems Dr. Zhao has quite a few opinions on people from H Country."

Yuan Yuan said. As a graduate student specializing in the H Country language, she had naturally interacted with many people from H Country. But those she could interact with, who came here to study or work, were considered elite.

Therefore, her impression of people from H Country was still okay.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Heng did not say anything more. He had always believed arguing was a waste of time and energy; besides, perspectives are very subjective, different for each person.

Next, Zhao Heng and Yuan Yuan discussed some upcoming medical knowledge for the consultation.

Twenty minutes later.

As the screen in the conference room displayed an image, it signaled that this cross-border remote consultation had officially begun.

Zhao Heng saw that the screen showed a large conference room at the H Country location, filled with people who appeared to be doctors, seemingly in a large hospital in H Country.

As soon as the video connected, before introductions could be made here, a middle-aged man wearing glasses on the other side began to babble on.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, Zhao Heng turned to look at Yuan Yuan.

But at this moment, Yuan Yuan was wearing a difficult expression.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Yuan Yuan's troubled expression, Zhao Heng couldn't help but ask in confusion.

According to Gao Jun, this consultation was just a formality, but seeing Yuan Yuan's troubled face, it seemed the matter was not so simple.

Upon Zhao Heng's inquiry, Director Yuan and Dean Liu's expressions also changed, and Director Yuan asked Yuan Yuan, "Xiao Yuan, what did they say?"

"Uncle, they said they questioned our treatment plan and believed we only got lucky curing a Fusarium-infected patient."

Yuan Yuan slowly said, somewhat embarrassed.

When she said this, Director Yuan's expression immediately changed, and Dean Liu's didn't fare much better. Who could have imagined that in such a high-level bilateral consultation, the H Country side, as the one requesting help, would speak so aggressively, with such arrogance and conceit?

Maybe in the eyes of their doctors, they believed we lacked the technical capability to cure Fusarium infections, after all, even they and their United States "father" haven't found an effective treatment for this deadly parasitic infection.

"Director Yuan, Dean, I'm afraid this consultation cannot continue."

Upon hearing Yuan Yuan's translation, and seeing the arrogant expression of the middle-aged man in the video, Zhao Heng knew that this so-called consultation could not continue from the start.

Continuing further held no meaning, as the other side began with skepticism. They must have also regarded the detailed treatment plan Zhao Heng sent as fabricated data.

This was completely different from what Director Yuan, Dean Liu, and even the ministry estimated.

Next, Zhao Heng said nothing further, nor provided any explanations. Director Yuan communicated with the host on the other side through Yuan Yuan, and immediately his expression became very unpleasant.

After the video connection was disconnected, everyone present, especially Director Yuan and Dean, did not look well.

Who could have thought, despite providing such a detailed treatment plan, the H Country side would still believe the data was faked, having no faith in our technical capability to cure Fusarium infections?

This was a major blunder, or rather, everyone underestimated the arrogance of people from H Country.

Don't they worry about the lives of their own people?

Considering that so far, for Fusarium-infected patients, only the method of using Zhao Heng's discovered nanomaterial solution loaded medication to directly target the lesions has effectively restricted Fusarium propagation, enabling the body's immune system to work.

"Xiao Zhao, you should head back. Treatment for Fusarium-infected patients cannot be relaxed and must be continually monitored."

Director Yuan, having experienced much, quickly adjusted and instructed Zhao Heng.

"Okay, Director Yuan."

Zhao Heng nodded.

Next, the directors from various departments and young doctors also left the conference room.

Only Director Yuan, Dean, and Gao Jun remained.

After everyone else left, Director Yuan could no longer control his expression, slamming his right fist onto the desk and snarling, "This is too much!"

"Director Yuan, don't get too worked up. This is typical behavior from the people of H Country. I noticed it during last year's medical exchange conference."

Seeing Director Yuan's anger, Dean Liu Shangming comforted him.

"Never mind, I'll report this matter truthfully. Since they choose to doubt our medical technology in such critical times, there's no more to discuss."

Director Yuan had already calmed his agitated mood, telling Dean Liu Shangming.

"After all, not every country prioritizes the lives and safety of the people like ours."

Dean Liu Shangming said, though today's event was quite unexpected for everyone, upon reflection, it was less surprising since it involved people from H Country.

After all, the number of infected people totals to less than a hundred, and for H Country, the life and death of a hundred citizens might be of no consequence.

"This also served as a wakeup call; they still think we're technically incompetent, hence their skepticism."

Gao Jun continued.

"Director Gao, Dean Liu, I'll head back now; I still need to report this to the leadership in the ministry."

Director Yuan said.

Next, Director Yuan and Yuan Yuan left the hospital, while Dean Liu and Gao Jun each returned to their offices.

Office in the ward area.

"Dr. Zhao, this is truly infuriating. Your treatment plan contained solid data and test results that even an intern could understand, yet they still doubted it."

Upon returning, Liu Meng said, somewhat angrily.

"Alright, it's not worth getting angry over this. Since they don't want the treatment, there's no need for us to push it."

Zhao Heng shook his head slightly.

As he said before, he couldn't care less about the lives of people from H Country.

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