As soon as he said this, Dr. Shi had nothing but admiration in his eyes.

He gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"

After finishing speaking, I will no longer conceal: "Maybe you may not know that I am here today to raise funds for Doctor Kong to cultivate white mushrooms."

After speaking, he waited for the compliments and praise from these people in front of him again.

The result was unexpected. A group of doctors looked at me and I looked at you, all looking at each other.

The old doctor continued: "Dr. Shi, you didn't lie to us? Is Dr. Kong really there?"

Now I changed to Doctor Shi, puzzled: "What, there is a problem?"

The old doctor was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Doctor Shi, I wonder if you have heard of the World Health Organization's secret archive?"

Doctor Shi was taken aback for a moment, and then looked blank: "World Health Organization? Archives?"

Seeing his expression, the old doctor guessed the result in an instant: "That's right, although you are very famous now, the time is too short after all.

The World Health Organization’s secret archive was established by a British man named Mark, who is only open to the world’s top doctors.

For the world's top doctors, the World Health Organization has its own set of criteria, and if you want to be shortlisted, you must at least be at the academician level of a provincial hospital.

What this secret archive records is not medical masterpieces, but secret stories from the medical world.

Among them are white mushrooms.

You may not know that the discovery of the medicinal value of this fungus has been around more than 100 years ago.

It was a French surgeon named Robles, who came to Daqingshan by chance.

The local villagers entertained him with stewed chicken with white mushrooms, and Robles was instantly attracted by the delicious food.

For this reason, he stayed here for a full three months before leaving because of something."

When the old doctor said this, Dr. Shi couldn't help but said: "For a good meal, staying in one place, especially in a remote mountainous area, for so long, this Mr. Robles is really a foodie."

Who knows that the old doctor shook his head: "You are wrong. According to historical records, although Robles likes food, he is far from the point of giving up everything.

The reason why he stayed is another function of this white mushroom stewed chicken soup."

"Another role? Could it be..."

The old doctor nodded: "It seems that you have guessed it. That's right, this Robles has liver cancer, and it has reached a very serious level, so severe that it hurts to sleep every night.

Unexpectedly, when he finished eating the stewed chicken with white mushrooms, he found that he was sleeping very sweetly and the pain in his abdomen was also relieved a lot.

So he stayed."

Hearing what the old doctor said, Dr. Shi couldn't help asking again: "This Mr. Robles is cured? Isn't that right!"

The white mushroom stewed chicken needs to be boiled for a long time, which will destroy the effective substances in the white mushroom.

If it is not extracted, it will not be cured even if it is taken directly, let alone boiled."

The old doctor nodded: "Of course it is impossible to cure, and Mr. Robles has no such plan.

He stayed, picking white mushrooms on Daqingshan and then taking them away."

Doctor Shi finally understood after hearing this, it seems that this Robles is not stupid, he should have discovered the effect of this miraculous fungus.

Thinking of this, Doctor Shi couldn't help but admire: "This Mr. Robles is really amazing. More than 100 years ago, human understanding of cancer was still at the most primitive stage, right?

Unexpectedly, he found a solution."

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were spoken, another younger doctor next to him snorted coldly: "Awesome? I think he is just an executioner!"

Doctor Shi was taken aback, a little puzzled.

The old doctor sighed, "Xiao Zhou is right. What Mr. Robles did is no different from the executioner, and even more hateful than the executioner.

After he collected the white mushrooms, he set fire to the mountain in a frenzied manner.

Daqingshan was originally fertile, and this kind of white mushrooms are everywhere.

As a result, he poured out the fire and burned the whole mountain flat, and the remaining white mushrooms were completely destroyed.

Even now, it is still devastated."

"This..." Doctor Shi couldn't calm down anymore.

He never expected such a thing to happen.

Even Dr. Shi was thinking: Humans have been researching cancer for so many years and still have achieved nothing. It was not until the appearance of Teacher Kong that it changed.

Of course, Confucius and Mencius have extraordinary medical skills, but the existence of white mushrooms is also indispensable.

For Confucius and Mencius, Dr. Shi was very impressed.

But admiration is admiration, he is not blind.

There is never a lack of genius in this world. If Daqingshan is really full of white mushrooms, he is sure that Confucius and Mencius' special extraction methods for white mushrooms have long been studied.

Not to mention too much, how many cancer patients can be saved even if researched for 5 years earlier?

Therefore, the Robles who set fire to the mountain is definitely a sinner in China and the whole world.

After a long silence, he raised his head again: "I wonder what happened to Mr. Robles?"

As if thinking of the same sad thing as Doctor Shi, the old doctor sighed, but he didn't directly say the answer.

"Forgot to tell you, that Robles is not only a doctor, but also a major shareholder of a French hospital.

The purpose of picking and transplanting white mushrooms and setting fire to the mountains is to monopolize the discovery and earn money through monopoly.

He has almost succeeded, but he did not expect to be stuck in the cultivation of white mushrooms.

There is a huge difficulty, which has been unable to break through.

For this reason, this Mr. Robles recruited almost all some famous doctors in the world, but it was still useless.

As a last resort, he had to return to China again, back to Daqingshan, trying to study the soil there.

As a result, when he got there, his eyes fell sharply.

Because the mountain was set on fire, the entire surface of Daqingshan was destroyed and it was no longer suitable for the growth of white mushrooms.

The analysis of soil quality is naturally impossible.

The most unfortunate thing is that although the research on the anti-cancer properties of Pleurotus ostreatus has made breakthroughs, it is still far from complete.

And because of continuous failure and heavy consumption, all the white mushrooms he picked from Daqingshan were also used up.

Two years later, because he was not completely cured, Robles' condition relapsed again and died young!"

After hearing what the old doctor said, Doctor Shi sighed.

As the saying goes, one drink and one peck are determined by heaven. Is this the so-called unhappy retribution?

After listening to the conversation between the two, a doctor next to him said, "In fact, there is another story about this matter.

Everyone here knows chemotherapy. It is said that chemotherapy, a way to fight cancer, is a semi-finished product of Mr. Robles’ research on white mushrooms.

Of course, this is only said, the specific situation needs further research.

Doctor Shi was shocked again, he knew in his heart that although the doctor used the word "it is said".

But he knew it was true in all likelihood.

This is also the source of his shock.

Even now, chemotherapy is still the most effective way for humans to deal with cancer.

From this we can see how powerful the medical team organized by Robles back then.

He also understood why the old doctor questioned.

Teams like this cannot successfully replicate the white mushrooms. Can Confucius and Mencius alone do it?

After thinking about it, the old doctor continued: "Doctor Shi, we are coming to you, so naturally we want to ask about the extraction method of the effective ingredients of white mushrooms.

Since you said you learned from Teacher Kong, we would like to visit Daqingshan in person in two days. I wonder if you can recommend it on your behalf?"

Dr. Shi smiled faintly: "Of course there is no problem with referrals, but I can't guarantee that the doctor will agree."

"Of course, you can just recommend it. If Doctor Kong doesn't want to see us, we certainly won't force it."

After hearing what the old doctor said, Dr. Shi nodded and took out the cell phone from his pocket, dialed the Confucius and Mencius phone directly, and then explained the details of the matter.

The doctors next to him suddenly became nervous. In their hearts, Confucius and Mencius were synonymous with cleverness, persistence, and reluctance.

In addition, I heard that the other party is still very young, and it's normal to reject myself with pride.

Who knows that on the other side of the phone, Confucius and Mencius immediately became enthusiastic after hearing Dr. Shi's words: "You said that a group of doctors want to come to Yunxi Village?

That can be very welcome.

However, there is a ugly saying in front that Daqingshan belongs to the poor rural area in the poor rural area, and every villager here is so poor.

So you come back, but you can only eat, drink and sleep at your own expense."

After listening to the conditions of Confucius and Mencius, the doctors were suddenly relieved.

They thought that the requirements of Confucius and Mencius would be very demanding, but they didn't expect it to be so simple. It's just... great!

Looking at the completed house in front of Yunxi Village, Confucius and Mencius finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, in order to help the whole village to run a chicken farm, Confucius and Mencius not only spent all the savings in his hand, but also negotiated with Zheng Mao to advance a 500,000 yuan growth fund for the second grade (1) class.

Of course, the more money is spent, the effect is very obvious.

In the past five days alone, chicken farms that were originally planned to take at least one month have been built.

Even due to the complete preparation of materials, there is still a lot of excess materials.

Based on the principle of economy, Meng asked people to build seven or eight single-story tiled houses next to the school.

As for the purpose of these houses, his plan is a bed and breakfast.

After publishing his own ideas, they were ridiculed by all the villagers headed by the old village head Liu Dehua.

Also homestay.

Given the remoteness of the corners of Yunxi Village, even a bird can't fly, let alone a person.

Sure enough, a few days after the house was built, Confucius and Mencius advertised on the Internet.

In the advertisement, he explained clearly the situation in Yunxi Village.

Confucius and Mencius thought that this was the highlight of Yunxi Village's tourism industry, but found that he was very wrong.

In the comment area below the advertisement, many netizens heard the description of Yunxi Village, and they were more excited than the other.

When they knew that they would need to ride a bumpy tractor for a day and then hike the mountain road for a day, they retreated.

This is hard work for two days and one night.

They go out to travel, the main purpose is to have fun, not to make themselves suffer.

Confucius and Mencius were at a loss. He didn't expect someone to give a pillow right after he fell asleep. How could he disagree?

Three days later, Qingshan County Railway Station.

When Dr. Shi led a group of people off the train, he instantly saw Confucius and Mencius not far away, and an old man next to him.

"You are Doctor Kong?"

The old doctor hurriedly asked, although he knew the information about Confucius and Mencius in advance.

However, the information is one thing, and after the meeting is another, he never expected Confucius and Mencius to be so young.

"Hello doctors, welcome to Qingshan County.

On behalf of all the teachers and students of Yunxi Hope School in Qingshan County, I would like to extend a warm welcome to you!"

"Teacher Kong is too polite. We are looking for you this time because we have something to ask for, so we should say thank you."

Both sides said a few more words.

Confucius and Mencius changed the topic: "Doctors, let's do this, this is not the place to talk.

Why don't you go back to Yunxi Village with me first, so you can talk about anything on the road."

The doctors nodded quickly.

They were already studying today, so naturally Confucius and Mencius said what they said.

Turning his head, Confucius and Mencius took the lead, followed by Andy Lau, and finally a sparse white coat.

Ten minutes later, Confucius and Mencius pointed to the corner ahead with surprises all over his face: "Hello everyone, this car in front is our own special car.

Please do it well. Limited conditions can only achieve this level. I hope you don’t mind."

Everyone took a closer look and found that it was still the N-hand tractor owned by the old village chief Andy Lau.

The only difference is that there is an extra clean body behind this tractor.

The bucket is full of small benches of various shapes, although it is still very simple, but at least there are places that are relatively comfortable.

Suddenly...

The sound of the tractor resounded through my ears, and almost nothing was heard around him.

It was Andy Lau who drove. Confucius and Mencius sat on the car and began to hand out small cloth strips to block ears.

When the cloth strips were distributed, Confucius and Mencius got bored and sat in a corner of the carriage.

One minute passed...

10 minutes passed...

One hour passed...

Half a day passed...

What surprised Confucius and Mencius was that none of these people actually retreated.

And looking at the excitement on their faces, it seems that they really found something.

Finally, a doctor next to him pointed to Qingshan not far away and said, "Mr. Kong, this mountain is Daqingshan, right?"

Confucius and Mencius were a little surprised.

Of course, what was surprised was not the opponent's force value, but the preparation he made before coming.

This person has a variety of chemical agents in his hand, everything.

I know that I came to travel for advice, but I didn’t know that I thought I was doing a fun little chemistry experiment.

"What about here? I think it's a small river. I don't know what is in the river. Can you catch fish?"

"..."

Opinions were divergent for a while, and Confucius and Mencius also gave answers one by one:

"Well, because of time, you can get off the car and move around, or you won't have a chance when you get on the car."

The villagers were unexpectedly obedient, as if the language of Confucius and Mencius was the imperial edict.

After 50 minutes, the car hit the road again.

This time it really surprised Confucius and Mencius.

Because according to his idea, at least one third of these doctors can't sit on this tractor.

But the reality is that no one is willing to get out of the car, as if what they are about to face is not the high emperor far, but some high-level banquet.