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US-China Medical Conference in Suzhou, China

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US-China Medical Conference in Suzhou, China

2nd Annual US-China Medical Conference

Suzhou, China, April 21-22, 2018

Mission Statement
Saving lives and improving the quality of life by fostering collaborative efforts

between US and China.


A community of organizations working together in Medicine, Health and Innovation to  improve the overall wellbeing of the population.

Event Information 

DPR Consulting successfully co-hosted the 1st Annual US-China Medical Conference with Seattle Cancer Care Alliance (SCCA) and First Teaching Hospital of Tianjin University of Traditional Chinese Medicine in April 2017.  We welcomed 300 attendees including physicians, medical researchers, hospital administrators and healthcare officials.  Their raving review has encouraged us to continue with our mission in medical collaboration.  For the report on our past event, please see https://mp.weixin.qq.com/s/uwkwA9H3xBSJdJ1sRqqabQ

in Chinese. Conference agenda for April 2018 is attached in Addendum.

As hosts, we welcome businesses to go through an application process to introduce their products and services to Chinese medical community and connect with world-leading researchers, industry experts and policy makers. We have a limited number of spaces for sponsors and exhibitors and will make an effort to highlight different organizations each year, acknowledging that those selected will represent a fraction of the number of outstanding organizations available.

We welcome organizations that offer the following products and services:

⦁ Pharmaceutical and Therapeutics
⦁ Medical Device, Equipment and Consumables
⦁ Over the counter medical supplies
⦁ Healthy lifestyle related products and services
⦁ Innovation promoting medicine and Health

Exhibit Location

Marriott Courtyard Suzhou,

No 188 Xinghai Street, Suzhou Industrial Park Suzhou, Jiangsu 215021

Telephone: 86  512  67066666

Exhibit Hall Hours

April 21 to 22, 2018 from 7:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m

Booth Set up – 1-5pm on April 20, 2018

Booth Tear down – 4-6pm on April 21, 2018


Presenting Sponsor (Platinum) 
⦁ See sponsorship description
Gold Sponsor 
⦁ See sponsorship description
Silver Sponsor 

⦁ See sponsorship description

Grant Available to Oregon businesses
Business Oregon offers funding up to $10,000 for companies attending this event.  For application process, please see http://www.oregon4biz.com/Global-Connections/Export-Promotion/.

Grant Available to Washington businesses
Please check out the program offered by Washington State Department of Commerce, http://www.commerce.wa.gov/growing-the-economy/business-loans/export-voucher-program/

Please see the attached.

2018 Sponsors and Exhibitors – Suzhou Registration form.docx

Addemdum – Conference Agenda

April, 21-22, 2018

Speakers from US:

Jennie Crews, MD, Medical Director of SCCA, Associate Clinical Professor of University of Washington School of Medicine (UW)
V.K. Gadi, MD, PhD  – Breast Cancer, Associate Clinical Professor of UW, US patent holder and lead investigator of clinical trials
Raymond Yeung, MD – Liver Tumor Surgeon, Professor of UW, founder of Liver Tumor Clinic at University of Washington Medical Center (UWMC)
Wui-Jin Koh, MD – Radiology Oncology, Professor of UW, Medical Director for Radiation Oncology of SCCA
Laura Chow, MD – Lung Cancer, Associate Professor of UW, Associate Director of Phase 1 Clinical Trials Program
William Harris, MD – GI Cancer, Associate Professor of UW
Four renowned Chinese physicians and researcher will also participate.

Conference Agenda:
Saturday, April 21, 2018

Time Topic Speaker
7:30 a.m. Registration
8:00 a.m. – 8:20 a.m. Welcome and Announcements TBD
8:20 a.m. – 8:30 a.m. Overview of Suzhou Municipal Hospital President Min Huang
8:30 a.m. – 8:40 a.m. Overview of Seattle Cancer Care Alliance Dr. Jennie Crews
8:40 a.m. –9:25 a.m Multidisciplinary approach to adjuvant treatment in Breast Cancer Dr. VK Gadi
9:25 a.m. –10:10 a.m. Multidisciplinary approach to metastatic-specific treatment in Breast Cancer Dr. VK Gadi
10:10 a.m.– 10:40 a.m. Breast Cancer Treatment in China
10:40 a.m.– 11:20 a.m. Updates on Women’s Cancer in Radiation Oncology Dr. Wui-Jin Koh
11:20 a.m.– 11:50 p.m. Technology Update in Radiation Oncology Dr. Wui-Jin Koh
11:50 p.m.– 12:20 p.m. Radiation oncology practice in China
12:20 p.m.– 1:20 p.m. Lunch/Networking with Exhibitors/Sponsors
1:20 p.m. – 2:20 p.m. Survivorship Program and What it Means for the Patient Dr. Jennie Crews
2:20 p.m. – 3:30 p.m. Mock Tumor Board/Patient Care Conference: Breast Cancer Facilitator:  Dr. Jennie Crews
Participants: Dr. Gadi, Dr. Koh, Dr. Crews and MDs from Suzhou
3:30 p.m. – 4:00 p.m. Added time for Tumor Board Q&A
4:00 p.m. – 4:30 p.m. Importance of collaboration of all aspects of medicine, health & innovation
Dr. Jennie Crews

April 22, 2018

Time Topic Speaker
7:30 a.m. Registration
8:00 a.m.– 9:00 a.m. GI Cancers: Liver Dr. William Harris and Dr. Raymond Yeung
9:00 a.m. – 10:00 a.m. GI Cancers:  Stomach Dr. William Harris and Dr. Raymond Yeung
10:00 a.m. – 10:30 a.m. GI Cancer Treatment in China
10:30 a.m. – 11:30 a.m. GI Cancers:  Pancreas Dr. William Harris and Dr. Raymond Yeung
11:30 a.m. – 12:30 p.m. Lunch/Networking with Exhibitors/Sponsors
12:30 p.m. – 1:15  p.m. Lung Cancer : Immunotherapy and Targeted Therapy Dr. Laura Chow
1:15 p.m. – 2:00 p.m. Lung Cancer:  Prevention and Screening Dr. Laura Chow
2:00 p.m. – 2:30 p.m. Lung Cancer Treatment in China
2:30 p.m.- 3:30 p.m. Mock Tumor Board/Patient Care Conference: Lung and GI cancer Facilitator:  Dr. Jennie Crews
Dr. Chow, Dr. Harris, Dr. Yeung and MDs from Suzhou
3:30 p.m.- 4:00 p.m. Extended time for Tumor Board Q&A
4:00 p.m. – 4:30 p.m. Closing Remarks on Medicine, Health and Innovation Dr. Jennie Crews & President Huang

That Small Not So Still Voice

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That Small Not So Still Voice


That Small Not So Still Voice
An excerpt from Being Here: Modern Day Tales of Enlightenment
by Ariel & Shya Kane

This chapter is devoted to hearing that small still voice; the one that normally does not insist that you listen to it, rather it comes with valuable information that you often realize was important in retrospect. It usually comes, unformed, as an impression, a flash, or a fleeting thought. Then later you say to yourself, “Oh, that’s what it meant. I knew I should have…” This voice is different from the loud internal radio station, WKRAP, that plays those oldies and not so goodies, the records of how you can’t or aren’t good enough – the records you would eagerly smash if you got the chance.

In the following story, our friend Ty is presented with an undeniable opportunity to really listen to himself. Persistent by nature, Ty’s intuition was also persistent to get him to finally take action, even though he did not believe in “that sort of thing.”

Ty, a down to earth fellow in his mid-forties, has apple pink cheeks and the blush of youth. A farmer by trade, he spends his days tending his animals, preparing feed, managing workers, repairing machinery and basically keeping the farm running day-to-day. He once told us with a rueful grin that his animals would all have to up and die in order for him to take a proper vacation…we guess this is actually true.

Ty went to school and earned a degree in business and finance but chose to go back to the farm, like his father before him. As an only child, he has taken over running things on the family farm in Boring, Oregon. People might underestimate him because he is so humble, with a ready laugh and genuine interest in things, allowing him to ask questions in a guileless manner that others might find embarrassing. But if you were to sit down one day and have a casual chat with Ty, you would see the genius that is quietly sitting behind his kind eyes and his soft features.

As a man with dirt beneath his nails, Ty would be the first to tell you that he doesn’t think of himself as particularly intuitive, unless it’s the type of intuition that comes from years of experience – such as how to vary the feed or which antibiotic to use when his animals are showing signs of illness. So you can imagine his surprise when one frosty October evening he had a very peculiar dream. While he was sleeping, a voice came to him and very clearly said, “Return the trains.”

Watching his wife softly breathing beside him, Ty thought, That’s odd. What could this mean? It was such a specific instruction and it seemed so clear in its intent. But, he didn’t understand it.

At work that morning the words, “Return the trains,” came back to him so he tried to guess the meaning. But as he became involved in the long hours and heavy work, he put it out of his mind until a few days later, when the dream came again. It was just as specific and equally as frustratingly vague. “Return the trains,” it commanded. Awakened in the pre-dawn hours, he lay in his bed and pondered the meaning.

Ty realized that the theme of trains, in general, did have meaning for him. He’d had a fascination for trains as long as he could remember, starting when his grandfather gave him model trains. He had adored them as a child and still cherished them as an adult. How can I return these trains? Ty wondered. His grandfather was long since dead. Ty also likes real trains. When he was just a boy his grandfather took him to the train yard. With his small hand clutched in his granddad’s enormous one, they would watch the trains pull in and unload grain and timber. The hoot of a night train’s whistle still brought a nostalgic pang to his belly and occasionally a fluttering in his chest. But these trains were long gone; just phantoms of memory that could not be returned.

Being a practical sort, Ty dismissed the voice in his dreams and went to work. There was plenty to keep him occupied and at night, after spending the evening with his wife, he gratefully sank into bed. But sometime during the night, the voice came again. “Return the trains,” it insisted.

Now this was getting annoying and kind of weird. Keeping the nocturnal auditory visits private, he wondered what it could mean. It was then that Ty remembered his Uncle Clyde and his cousin, Clyde’s son Jack, who had also collected trains when he was a boy. Jack, now in his late 50’s, had also been an only child. When Ty was young, his cousin, ten years older than he, sometimes babysat him and they would play trains together. But that was a lifetime ago, before Uncle Clyde died from a brain tumor.

Early in the morning, Ty ruminated on the last time he saw his uncle alive. It was in 1984 when Uncle Clyde was close to death and in hospice care. He had visited him in the upstairs of Clyde’s old home. Even though his breathing was labored and his face was pale, his uncle was glad to see him. Ty was glad he had made the effort to go. The families were not particularly close. There had been no major falling out – it was just the way his folks were. Ty had not seen Jack for several years. When he came in, Jack was at his father’s bedside. A full Colonel in the Green Berets, he looked fierce in his lace up black boots and military uniform. Ty was impressed with the powerful man he had become.

“What are you doing here?” Jack had snapped. “Get out of this house. I never want to lay eyes on you again!”

Jack had looked like he meant it and that he had the means to back up the implied threat in his words. So, apart from the funeral a few days later, Ty had not seen his cousin in nearly two decades.

Suddenly Ty remembered one train in his extensive collection that he had not bought and neither had his grandfather. There was one Lionel in mint condition, still in its box, that had once belonged to Jack. When Ty was 13 and Jack was 23, his Uncle Clyde had deemed that Jack was too old for toys and had carelessly given the train to Ty and never thought of it again.

As Ty lay in his bed that night, he realized that yes, there was one train he could return. In the light of day, however, the farm demanded that he get to his chores so he put it out of his mind.

It seems that the mysterious voice had other ideas. It intruded on his sleep now every night, getting more specific. “Return the trains,” it commanded, “by Christmas!”

Thinking back on it later, Ty realized that he was a little cranky during that time, from having broken sleep. It was almost like having a young child in the house who didn’t care whether or not Ty needed sleep or if he was dead tired from a hard day. The voice called out to get his attention and to spur him to action. But Ty was dragging his feet. He didn’t believe in supernatural phenomena, you see. He believed in practicalities: animal husbandry, the earth, the seasons and such. So he put up with the noise and lack of sleep and went about his day with the kind of stubborn determination that helps a farmer make it though lean seasons.

New Year’s came and went as winter turned the corner and headed into spring. But the voice was not finished with Ty yet. It, too, was determined and keeping pace with the calendar, it began to wake him again. “Return the trains,” it said. Now there was a new instruction. “Return the trains by Easter!”

Eventually Ty thought, Enough is enough. The Saturday afternoon before Easter Sunday, Ty placed the box with the little train in a brown shopping bag. He donned a red pullover, khaki pants and a pair of clean work boots and whistled to his chocolate Labrador Retriever, Hershey, to come along for moral support. As he got ready to climb into his truck, Ty was struck by a thought, What if he doesn’t recognize me? It had been 20 years after all…

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Grandma’s Pocketbook by Ariel Kane

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Grandma’s Pocketbook by Ariel Kane



Grandma’s Pocketbook
by Ariel Kane

I grew up in Gresham, Oregon, which at the time was a rather sleepy farming community where the children picked berries as a summer job and went to Rexall Drug store for ice cream floats with the money they earned. Our house was a two story white structure on the edge of the woods with a separate garage and a little playhouse that was perfect for my sisters and me.

On the top floor of our house, off my sister Cathy’s bedroom, under the eaves was an attic space where my folks stored Christmas decorations, luggage and things that were out of season. One of the treasures that was kept in the attic was my Grandmother’s purse. Grandma, my mother’s mother, had died long before I was born. Ila May Powell was born in 1906 and lived much of her life near Portland, Oregon until her death in 1957. She had met my Grandpa, Larry Halif Cermack, and after they eloped she eventually went on to have 8 Kids – my mom being the oldest.

One day when I was young, I remember that my sisters and I were playing in the attic and we came across Grandma’s pocketbook. It was black with a single strap and had a simple gold clasp at the top. We carried it out to Cathy’s bedroom, climbed up on her bed, sat cross-legged facing each other and we carefully removed the contents one piece at a time. Inside was a comb, a crochet hook, a clean white hanky with tatted lace that she had made herself, a coin purse with a few coins, a pencil and a small, handwritten, shopping list: Butter, eggs, coffee, milk.

Gingerly we removed the list and marveled at the writing thereon. It was wonderful to see something Grandma had held in her hand that she had actually written. All these years later I remember that list. And I also remember something else: Grandma had things left to do on the day that she had died. I have always been touched by that fact in ways that are hard to describe. She had a full life. She did many things. And yet she apparently had things left to be done. The reality that she didn’t do these things didn’t make her life incomplete, nor did she fail in any way. Somehow the fact that she still had a grocery list on the day that she died has allowed me to be relaxed about the desire to get things finished or over with.

It is so easy during our lives to press to get everything done. Most people feel pressured to complete everything on their list by end of day. Many feel that they have failed if there are tasks yet to be accomplished, goals yet to be achieved. But for me, I have come to realize that no matter what my age, no matter what my health, no matter what the circumstances, I am likely to always have a list. It is a component to being alive. So at the end of each day, I can put away my list and let myself be. If I am taking a day off or going on vacation, I can let go of that list, for it will be there when I return. “Finishing” something, completing my list of “to dos,” crossing that finish line is not a final destination. Having a list of projects and “to dos” is simply a part of living life.

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