Chapter 1783

Shi Misi said to this point, changed the subject, and added: "And! Many things we have in Western medicine, you don't have at all in Eastern medicine! For example, mental and psychological diseases, for example, viral diseases, for example, immune system diseases like AIDS, and endocrine system diseases like hyperthyroidism and hypothyroidism..."

At this time, Shi Misi shook his head and laughed: "There are too many similar examples, I won't list them one by one. In short, I think that our refusal to allow your drugs to enter our market for sale is not a loss for our people, because we have better choices in our country!"

Wei Liang's self-esteem was deeply stung by Shi Misi's pride from the bones.

He knew Shi Misi's attitude very well. On the surface, it looked like respecting the other party, but in reality, his bones carried contempt and disdain for Eastern medicine.

Seeing him indiscriminately belittle Eastern medicine, Wei Liang couldn't help asking him: "Mr. Shi Misi, you say Western drugs are better than Eastern drugs, then I want to ask you, can Western medicine effectively treat late-stage cancer now?"

"Late-stage cancer?" Shi Misi's expression suddenly froze, and then he said: "Late-stage cancer is a medical problem all over the world. If there is a targeted drug and no drug resistance has been produced yet, perhaps it can prolong life for a few months. But if it has already reached the terminal stage of systemic spread, even God is helpless."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness flashed across his brow, and then he shook his head and laughed, with some sarcasm and disdain, and said: "However, even so, Western medicine is the absolute authority in the field of cancer!"

Wei Liang endured his anger and nodded, saying earnestly: "I admit that Western medicine, as the most mainstream treatment method in the world, has indeed made a great contribution to the entire human society, but this is not the basis for you to completely deny Eastern medicine."

After saying that, he asked Shi Misi back: "I don't know if Mr. Shi Misi has heard that a well-known entrepreneur in China was suffering from late-stage pancreatic cancer, but has now completely recovered?"

Shi Misi said disdainfully: "How is this possible? Late-stage pancreatic cancer can still recover, this is simply the biggest joke in medical history! Don't tell me that this patient was cured by Eastern traditional medicine."

"That's right!" Wei Liang held his head high and said: "Late-stage pancreatic cancer, which all Western medicine sentenced to death, was cured by Eastern medicine!"

Shi Misi said coldly and sarcastically: "You are simply joking with me! I have been studying in the medical field for more than twenty years, do I look like a retard in your eyes?"

Wei Liang took out the two boxes of Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pills he had prepared long ago, placed them on the table, and said to Shi Misi: "Mr. Shi Misi, this is the Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pill we just developed. This drug is specifically developed for cancer and has a very good therapeutic effect on cancer. Even for terminal cancer patients, as long as they take this drug, they can maintain their lives, and long-term use can even cure them!"

As he spoke, Wei Liang raised his volume a bit and said firmly: "If you don't believe it, you can completely find a terminally ill cancer patient to try it. With your medical level, as long as there is a volunteer willing to try taking one, you will definitely be able to see the changes in his body. By then, you will know whether I am joking with you or not!"

Shi Misi's expression gradually turned cold. He pulled his tie and stared at Wei Liang, saying sternly: "Listen, I don't mind someone spending thirty thousand US dollars to call me out for a meal, and I don't mind sitting here listening to you talk nonsense like cow dung all night, but don't joke about terminal cancer patients in front of me!"

Speaking of this, Shi Misi's expression was somewhat distorted and he roared in a low voice: "My son! My lovely, twelve-year-old son! Since he was diagnosed with brain glioma five years ago, he has undergone multiple craniotomies and has now developed to stage four!"

"In these five years, he has suffered more pain than many people will suffer in a lifetime!"

"And I have used up all the best treatment methods that can be found in this world!"

"It is precisely because of those top medical technologies that he can live to this day!"

"Otherwise, he might have left me three years ago!"

"So, if you can guarantee to put away your unknown garbage drug, and from now on, don't mention any words about terminal cancer patients, I can maintain my gentlemanly demeanor and sit here and accompany you to finish this meal!"

"Otherwise, I will leave now!"

"And as for those thirty thousand US dollars of yours, I won't return a single cent!"

Wei Liang didn't expect that the other party had such a thing at home, and for a moment, he felt a bit of empathy.

So, he said with an apologetic tone: "Mr. Shi Misi, it is very regrettable to hear such a thing. May I ask, how is your son's condition now?"

Hearing this question, Shi Misi's aggressiveness just now vanished instantly, replaced by a despair and helplessness from the bottom of his heart.

He sighed and murmured: "Half a month ago, he just received the T-cell immunotherapy from Novartis Pharmaceuticals worth 470,000 US dollars, but it had little effect..."

"Now, his tumor has recurred and is accompanied by systemic spread..."

"Just three days ago, the largest tumor in his brain had already compressed his optic nerve, so he is now blind..."

"The reason why I was late just now is that an hour before I got off work, my wife told me that his hearing was also affected and he couldn't hear what others were saying..."

"So I rushed to the hospital. The doctor told me that his situation now has lost the significance of treatment, and his life can only last for at most one month."

Speaking of this, Shi Misi clenched his fists and said extremely unwillingly: "But I still want to try T-cell therapy again. Once might not work, perhaps twice, three times might have an effect. Even if it can only let him live for another two or three months, I am willing! Because only if he is alive can a miracle possibly appear..."

Wei Liang pushed the two Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pills to him again and said earnestly: "Mr. Shi Misi, since your son's situation is already so critical, I hope you can put down your prejudice against Eastern traditional medicine, take these two boxes of medicine back, and let him try it. A miracle will definitely appear!"

Shi Misi's ferocious expression appeared again. He swept the two boxes of Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pills to the ground roughly and roared angrily: "I have already told you! Put away your garbage! Even if you kill me, I will not use my precious son to be a test subject for your kind of backward traditional medicine!"

Wei Liang had always maintained very good cultivation and had also been considering Shi Misi's mood, but he didn't expect that even though he was so reasonable, Shi Misi was still full of hostility towards Eastern traditional medicine.

What's more, Ye Chen was his benefactor and the person he respected the most. Seeing the Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pill refined by Ye Chen himself being swept to the ground by the other party, he could no longer endure it!

Immediately, he stood up and said angrily: "Mr. Shi Misi! I have been tolerant of your contemptuous attitude many times, but your attitude of being extremely proud and number one in the world is really too much and too lacking in cultivation! You think I flew across more than half the earth and spent fifty thousand US dollars in public relations fees just to come and tease you? Then you take yourself too seriously!"

After saying that, he bent down, picked up the two boxes of Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pills, wiped the dust off them gently, and carefully restored the dented parts of the packaging box.

Subsequently, he said to Shi Misi extremely seriously: "Mr. Shi Misi, I ask you to remember this drug. Its name is Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pill! It was personally made by a top master I respect incomparably! It doesn't matter if you don't believe in this drug. One day, I will let you know how stupid you are today! Your so-called pride and confidence, in my eyes, are nothing more than a frog at the bottom of a well, looking at the sky from the bottom of the well!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately pulled up his suitcase and said coldly: "There is no need to continue this meal! No need to return the money! Goodbye!"

Shi Misi was slightly stunned, but still said stubbornly: "Since that's the case, then I won't see you off!"

Wei Liang turned around at this time, looked at him, his heart softened slightly, put one of the boxes of Nine Mysteries Reconstitution Pills back in front of him, and said indifferently: "Although you are very arrogant, the child is innocent after all. I'll leave this box of medicine for you. Whether you use it or not is up to you. Take care of yourself."