Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2601: Completing the Shortcomings
In the office.

Goczenfsky was packing his personal belongings in the house. His work here was finished, and next he needed to return to Susko, which was the core, and only there could everything he did be seen by others.

Ring ring ring

The phone rings.

"I'm Gotzenfsky!"

"Sir, it's me!"

Gotzenfsky recognized the voice and sat aside and said, "Are there any progress in the research?"

"Yes, sir!"

"We used 200 samples this time, divided into two parts, each part was divided into ten groups, and injected with Streptococcus, Klebsiella pneumoniae, Escherichia coli and other infectious bacteria..."

"I want results!"

Gotzenfsky looked at the time. He had a plane to catch!

"Okay, sir!"

"Based on our experimental results, we can confirm that the opponent's cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drug has a very strong destructive effect on Gram-negative bacteria."

"According to the classification of the Alliance's medicine, the actual effect of the first-generation cephalosporin claimed by the other party should be comparable to our third-generation cephalosporin."

Gotzenfsky leaned forward on the table. "You mean, their first-generation drugs are the same as our third-generation drugs, right?"

"Correct!"

"Well, that's nothing. These guys just like to make rules. They insist on labeling a third-generation drug as a first-generation one!"

Gotzenfsky said unhappily, preparing to get up and continue packing.

"Sir, I think you misunderstood!"

Gotzenfsky was stunned when he heard the old monk's hesitant voice on the phone.

Then the old monk said carefully, "The cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drug we are using now is the first generation cephalosporin!"

"What do you mean?"

Gotzenfsky's voice suddenly became low and oppressive.

The old monk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"What this means is that we don't have any third-generation cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drugs, and even the second generation is still under development!"

"Not only us, but no other laboratory in the world has developed this kind of anti-inflammatory drug."

"Even if there is, it's probably in a laboratory somewhere."

"Moreover, the United States has only heard about the research on the second-generation cephalosporin, and the finished product has not yet appeared!"

As the old monk explained, Gotzenwitzky's expression became uglier.

"Sure?"

"Well, I'm 90% sure!"

Hearing the old monk's voice, Gotzenwitzky remained silent.

He couldn't understand why China suddenly came to the forefront?

How did they make this kind of western medicine?

This is the path to becoming a major pharmaceutical power!

"I want the exact data, send it to me immediately!"

Gotzenfsky's voice was almost a roar, and the old monk on the other end of the phone immediately agreed.

Just as he was about to hang up, Gozenfsky called again, "Figure it out for me. The alliance cannot fall behind."

The old monk immediately showed excitement, "Sir, I will do my best."

"But this might not be enough!"

"You know, the first generation of samples are not young anymore, and their physical reactions are too poor, which may affect the experimental results!"

The old monk said in embarrassment, "It's best to have a second-generation specimen. They are in their prime and are the best specimens!"

After a long silence, Gotzenfsky said coldly, "I will also let the potato farm management tell them to send you a thousand fresh potatoes!"

"Remember, I want results!"

"As you wish, I promise in the name of Satan that I will do my best to make it happen!"

The old monk immediately assured.

As for whether it can be done, we have to try it first!

After hanging up the phone, Gozenvsky looked at his half-packed luggage with a look of resentment on his face.

I finally finished my work here and can go back to Susco.

But I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

He even understood that once the news reached Susco, he would definitely be asked to stay here and gather information.

Can you hide it...

Gozenvsky thought of the previous lesson and touched his bald head unconsciously.

In the end, he put the items on the table aside and sat in a chair in a daze.

After a while, Gozenvsky picked up the phone and dialed.

A lazy voice came from the phone, and Gozenfsky immediately said loudly, "Mr. Bemet, this is Gozenfsky, I'm sorry to disturb your rest!"

"Oh, Gotzenfsky, what's going on?"

Because they were too far away, the noise inside made Bemit hold the microphone away from his ear. At the same time, he knew that the call at this time must be about something important.

"Sir, China has just launched an anti-inflammatory drug. I wonder if you have heard of it!"

Gotzenfsky asked, and Bemet hummed, "I read about this in the newspaper. What's the matter?"

"It's like this, I had someone do a clinical verification, and the results were somewhat unexpected!"

"How is the result?"

"My people told me that this drug is very effective, possibly better than what our alliance has now!"

Goczenfsky did not mention the difference between one and three generations because he was still thinking about returning to Susk.

"Really? In that case~"

Bemett fell into deep thought.

Medicine, at certain times, is gold.

It is also an important component of national strength.

During World War II, penicillin saved tens of millions of soldiers and civilians.

Even if only half of them are soldiers, they are still an important weight in the balance of victory.

Back then, China couldn’t even produce penicillin. But now, just over 20 years later, it has produced medicines that are more advanced than those of the Alliance and the United States.

What a speed!
If war breaks out again, who can control this mad lion?

After a long while, Bemet recovered from his shock and pressed the microphone to his ear, "Gozenvsky!"

Gotzenfsky couldn't hear the sound and almost thought the call was disconnected!

Fortunately, the sound was heard again at this time.

"Sir, I'm here!"

"Well, I need you to stay there and get this medicine!"

"What, sir, I can't hear you clearly!"

There was a lot of noise on the line and Gotzenfsky couldn't understand what was going on.

Likewise, Bemet didn't understand and could only repeat the order again.

I didn't hear it clearly until the end.

After hanging up the phone, Gotzenfsky sat in his chair disappointed.

砰

Gotzenfsky slammed his hand on the table.

The loud noise startled the guard outside the door, who immediately opened the door and came in.

"go out!"

Gotzenfsky scolded, and the two guards immediately lowered their heads and left the office.

"return!"

The two stopped immediately.

"Tell the airport to cancel the trip!"

After saying that, he waved his hand.

The guard left and Gotzenfsky sighed helplessly.

After a while, Gozenvsky picked up the phone and dialed again.

"I'm Gotzenfsky!"

"Hello sir, I'm Tang Stantine!"

Constantine's voice came from the phone, but it was noisier.

Gotzenfsky didn't take it seriously, after all, that's how long-distance calls work.

"How's it going on your end?"

"Sir, our investigation went smoothly and there is nothing unusual!"

"But~"

"But what?"

Gotzenfsky frowned, then heard Constantine say, "But I met someone from Canon, and she's trying to stop me from investigating!"

"Canon?"

Gotzenfsky's frown deepened.

"She found out?"

"Yeah, but I didn't admit it!"

"Okay, you are investigating in secret, don't conflict with them!"

"Good sir!"

"Ok!"

"Sir, when is your flight? I'll pick you up at the airport!"

Gotzenfsky took a deep breath and then said, "I still have some things to do here, so I can't go back for the time being!"

"Ah? Didn't I say I'd come back?"

"You can't go back now! Be careful and don't let anyone catch you!"

"Okay, sir!"

Gotzenfsky answered and heard a busy tone on the phone. "This damn phone!"

I was wondering whether I should buy a Chinese satellite phone.

But the thought was extinguished the next second.

Using other people's things is equivalent to exposing all the secrets!

In my heart, I cursed those who were doing satellite research.

Not to mention that we cannot land on the moon, at least we should understand the research on satellites!
"A bunch of trash!"

Gotzenfsky rubbed his temples, then went to the window and looked at the scenery outside.

The wind blew, bringing the salty and humid sea breeze.

The seagulls flying down in the distance are snatching the food dropped by tourists on the shore, but they forget the sea behind them!
"How long will you stay here?"

On the other side, the old monk came to the ward again, looked at the sample trapped in the bed, and suddenly thought of a topic.

"Why can't I drink?"

He took out a medicine box from his pocket, which contained the cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drug produced by Red Star Pharmaceutical.

Looking at the red five-pointed star on it, the old monk curled his lips in disdain.

Stealing their alliance's ideas.

Then I saw a line of words specially marked in bold just below the box.

Do not drink alcohol within three days after taking this medicine.

"Is there a medicine that prevents you from drinking alcohol? Or is there something special in it?"

"There must be something tricky here."

“Perhaps this is the key to finding the problem.”

At this moment, the old monk's face was filled with a strong desire to explore.

"Rachel, go find me a bottle of vodka."

The old monk shouted at the door, and immediately the voice of the fat nurse came from outside the door, "Sir, didn't you give up drinking?"

"Oh, I prepared it for the sample."

The old monk took the medicine and walked to the door. "Go quickly. Get the strongest kind."

"Oh shit, these specimens are drinking?"

"Sir, you are too kind to them."

The fat nurse walked away mumbling, but the old monk raised the corner of his mouth.

"Merciful?"

"maybe."

After saying this, a look of piety flashed across the old monk’s face.

"Great Satan, I will send you more believers."

Peninsula Hospital.

Ever since Dean Wang brought Ji Xiang and others back to Sijiu City, the work here has been handed over to the local management of the Guangdong Government.

Of course, the garrison here did not weaken due to Han Xuanfeng's departure. On the contrary, due to the changes in the situation in Hong Kong, the Peninsula Hospital strengthened its guard.

It's as if he treats this place as his own home.

Even though this is my home.

As the lessee of Haojing, the Portuguese did not even have the courage to refuse.

The China of today is no longer the China of yesterday.

The Portuguese saw clearly that if they really wanted to make trouble, they wouldn't need too many people. The armored vehicles of the Peninsula Hospital alone would be enough to sweep across the entire Haojing.

Even the sea surface will be blocked by the other side.

China now has this strength.

Not to mention the air force and missiles that have developed over the years.

Those were things they had never dared to imagine before.

Besides, it would not be good for them to have a bad relationship.

The Portuguese are smart. They maintain the current relationship, but it is not easy for them to save face.

But they did benefit from it in a real way.

It was because of the existence of the Peninsula Hospital that they purchased a large amount of China's "magic medicine" through this window. When the global epidemic was raging, their domestic mortality rate was the lowest in the entire European continent.

Not only that, by selling transport drugs and attracting customers to Peninsula Hospital, they not only did not lose money, but made more money.

Even so, they had to welcome Peninsula Hospital with a smile.

They even thought about expanding it. After all, the current Peninsula Hospital is a bit small and there are too many people coming to see the doctor every day.

There are not enough beds, so some money cannot be earned.

In particular, a new drug has been used in hospitals recently. People who were originally infected with colds and pneumonia have quickly controlled their condition by using this anti-inflammatory drug.

Even if the symptoms are serious, they will get better quickly after a few days of hanging medicine bottles in the hospital.

After learning about this situation, a message was sent from the Portuguese, asking people in Haojing to pay attention to this medicine.

Once it is confirmed to be effective and as effective as traditional Chinese medicine in the past, they will contact China to purchase this medicine.

In response to this, local officials in Haojing are ready to visit Peninsula Hospital.

At this time, at the hospital gate, three armored vehicles rushed quickly to Haojing Wharf.

When people around saw the armored vehicle with a five-pointed star printed on it, they immediately made way.

Even those gang members would involuntarily stay away from this thing when they see it.

There’s no way, who knows who’s sitting inside this thing?

If you offend someone, a group of people will come out with guns and live ammunition, which would be tragic.

The car was driving on Haojing and no one stepped forward to stop it.

Even the local official forces or the Portuguese would not stop it.

The convoy quickly arrived at the dock via the road, and then in front of everyone, a group of soldiers quickly got off the car and set up security around them.

Soon, a cargo ship sailed into the dock from the sea and slowly approached the shore.

"Brother Li, we are here."

Liang Jianzhong shouted to Brother Lili.

Li Ge nodded, then walked to the deck. Looking at the familiar military uniforms on the shore, a hint of melancholy appeared on his face.

How many times have I put it on in my dreams and fought bravely against the enemies?

The boat docked and Li Ge brought Liang Jianzhong to the pier.

The platoon leader in the lead saw the person coming and stepped forward to salute.

Li Ge also stood up straight and returned the greeting.

In Liang Jianzhong's eyes, this scene was so familiar and so shocking.

Their Feilong Gang does indeed have a strong background.

There was no excessive politeness between the two men. The freighter carried the boxes down, and the soldiers on the dock did the same by carrying the boxes onto the ship.

Both sides were in good order.

Li Ge handed a document to the platoon leader, and then the two of them smiled and left.

When the cargo ship returned to Hong Kong, everyone sent the boxes to Huimin Store.

The next day, cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drugs were placed on the medicine shelves of Jiren Tang stores throughout Hong Kong.

The doctor in charge was also instructed to officially use this prescription drug.

This change soon attracted the attention of Hong Kong citizens.

Having experienced the epidemic, people have an inexplicable sense of trust in "medicines" with red stars on them.

After knowing that this is a newly developed anti-inflammatory drug, many people feel novel.

After all, this is Western medicine.

"Chinese anti-inflammatory medicine?"

On Taiping Mountain, a middle-aged man with a big belly was holding a glass of milk.

The butler beside him handed the newspaper to him.

"Yes sir, this is the newspaper that just came out."

The middle-aged man put down the cup, and the Filipino maid beside him immediately stepped forward to take it, then backed away.

When I took the newspaper, I saw a piece of information in the back of the newspaper.

There is a very small picture next to it, but even so, you can still see the conspicuous logo in the picture.

"Red Star Pharmaceuticals?"

The housekeeper immediately bowed and said, "Yes, it is Red Star Pharmaceuticals."

The middle-aged man smacked his lips, then put down the newspaper with a serious expression.

"Ask someone to find out the results, and also go to Haojing to take a look."

"Okay, sir."

The butler left quickly, and the middle-aged man looked at the scenery below the mountain with a serious expression.

In the past two years, China's development in medicine has shocked the whole world.

The epidemic that they were helpless to prevent was actually controlled by the traditional Chinese medicine that they looked down upon.

A needle and a few pricks are actually more effective than an IV or an IV drip.

That magical medicinal wine has become the darling of men all over the world.

Without it, a man's masculinity will be compromised.

However, all of this came from the mysterious traditional Chinese medicine, so it was just a shock psychologically.

But the other party actually developed an anti-inflammatory drug, which was not shocking but horrifying.

During the war, China lacked anti-inflammatory drugs, and traditional Chinese medicine was completely blank in the field of anti-inflammatory drugs.

This is why penicillin is more expensive than gold.

Some people even said that if China was given a ton of penicillin, the balance of war might have tilted long ago.

Unfortunately, there wasn't one at that time.

But now, China has it.

This is equivalent to a person walking on two legs.

In the past, China relied solely on traditional Chinese medicine to survive.

But now we are making up for the shortcomings. Once the shortcomings are made up, both legs will start running.

By then, will Hong Kong still belong to them?