Rebirth in the 70s: A military wife who was married into a vegetative state

"Mr. Wesson, our experiment..."

Ye Peipei is a little worried, mainly because she is afraid that she will not get her 1% dividend.

"Dr. Ye, you don't need to say anything."

Paul Wesson endured it and kept smiling.

"I know what you are worried about, but you are worrying too much. Wesen Pharmaceutical has been established for such a long time, and our professional capabilities are top-notch, and Dr. Kyle is one of the best."

Kyle next to him showed a reserved smile.

Ye Peipei looked at the two men standing opposite and knew that nothing she said now would be of any use.

She pondered for a few seconds, feeling lucky.

Perhaps her worries are really unnecessary...

It was said that it would be put on the shelves the next day, but in fact, Paul Wesson had already conveyed the order just after early morning.

This anti-sugar drug is a turnaround for Wesen Pharmaceuticals!

He must ensure that he can reach the level of monopoly after being put on the shelves.

Huaguo's Anxin Anti-sugar Pills are already one step ahead of them. If they don't speed up the process, once the preconceived psychological effects take effect, Weisen Pharmaceutical will have no chance.

It was dawn, and Paul Wesson stood in the office, clenching his fists and looking ambitious.

"This time, I must win!"

As of today, Anxin Anti-sugar Pills have been on the market for fifteen days, and it’s still not too late.

An Nian received the news as soon as Wesen's anti-diabetic medicine was put on the shelves.

"Okay, thank you Mr. William, please excuse me."

After hanging up the phone, An Nian rolled off the soft bed, walked to the window and looked out.

The sky is light.

Ok……

Perfect for a good meal...

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the sales of Weisen Pharmaceutical's anti-sugar pills have been very prosperous, seeming to have surpassed Hua Guo's Anxin anti-sugar pills.

However, An Nian and others who stayed in the hotel were very patient.

An Nian was even in the mood to go shopping and made an appointment for afternoon tea with Duke Abby, who was in much better health.

The two of them were sitting in an ordinary coffee shop on the financial street of W City.

An Nian was holding a cup of caramel macchiato in her hand. She felt it was a bit bitter, so she poured another sugar cube into it.

Duke Abby saw her putting sweets and was extremely envious: "Dr. An, can't I eat sweets now?"

An Nian raised his head: "Mr. Duke, for the sake of your health, it's best not to do it."

"Okay. Actually, I like drinking iced Americano..."

He forced his respect.

He said he liked it, but when he actually drank the coffee, Duke Abby's whole fat face wrinkled up.

The entire street is clean and quiet, and all passers-by feel the lazy and comfortable feeling of a developed country.

The next second, a dozen people suddenly poured out of the street corner, carrying banners and loudspeakers.

"Damn Wesen Pharmaceutical! You are seeking money and killing people!"

"Killed my father, Paul Wesson, get out!"

"get out!"

The troublemakers shouted louder and louder, and became more and more excited. In a short time, they crowded into the office building where Wesen Pharmaceutical was located and blocked their door.

Duke Abby said with a smile: "Dr. An, the position I chose is good, right? The best viewing angle."

A smile flashed in An Nian's eyes and he nodded with satisfaction.

"Mr. Duke is indeed a local leader in City W. He knows how to choose a place."

"Hahaha, that's natural."

An Nian asked again: "How many of our people are there among these people?"

Duke Abby took a sip of coffee, looked at the rioting crowd in front, and spoke indifferently.

"There is only one. I originally thought that more manpower would be needed to make it happen. Unexpectedly, in just three days, Wesen's anti-diabetic drugs have already caused more than a dozen medical incidents."

He paused and said.

"Dr. An, actually you don't have to be so anxious. If you wait patiently for another month, this storm will condense to an unimaginable extent.

By then, not to mention Paul Wesson, even the Wesson family behind him will have to shed a layer of skin! "

An Nian nodded slightly: "I know."

The longer it takes, the better it is for them.

but……

"But then there would be more victims, and they would be innocent."

A trace of complexity flashed in Duke Abby's eyes.

He looked at An Nian and sighed: "Dr. An, you are so kind."

An Nian smiled and said nothing.

She has a kind heart, but she doesn't show it to people in country M.

The main reason why they chose such a short period of time to launch the attack was that they could not stay in country m for too long.

Moreover, the money she left in the stock market could not withstand long-term consumption.

The stock market was unfamiliar to An Nian. The reason why she dared to take action was because she was sure of the weaknesses in Paul Wesson's character.

As soon as he was kidnapped by Paul Wesson's men, An Nian got a detailed investigation report from Yu Luyuan.

With the spiritual perception of Mu Linggen, she is [-]% sure that she can win this stock market game with Paul Wesson!

Other than that, there is nothing else.

The stock market is constantly changing, and the nights are long and the dreams are many. The best way to do this is to stop when things are good.

"Reporters are here."

Duke Abby reminded him.

An Nian concealed the emotion in his eyes and watched the show calmly.

Within a few minutes, several senior executives of Wesen Pharmaceutical came out, doing crisis public relations despite the rotten eggs thrown by the people who blocked the door.

Duke Abby was very thorough in his work. This group of troublemakers were not aimless. They had various test reports in their hands.

The data was exposed directly to reporters' microphones and cameras.

By the time Paul Wesson received the news and rushed over, the thunderstorm incident at Wesson Pharmaceuticals had already made the real-time news in W City.

An Nian was envious of the efficiency of the press in country m. They were able to insert news in real time.

In just a few minutes, An Nian heard the news broadcast from the TV in the cafe.

At this time, the stock market in country m has not yet closed.

The stock market has always been a barometer of the economy, and the capital giants in the financial world have a much better sense of smell than ordinary people. As soon as the news came out, the stock price of Wessen Pharmaceuticals began to dive!

An Nian glanced at the TV set on the bar of the cafe.

The news anchor is lamenting that Wessen Pharmaceutical's stock has fallen by 20%. Not only that, it continues to fall!

An Nian picked up his sweet coffee with satisfaction and took a big sip.

"Mr. Duke, I'll treat you to a feast!"

Sister is in a good mood!

Duke Abby watched the play with gusto, and the bitter taste in his mouth seemed to be relieved. After hearing the words, his attention returned to his mouth, and he was immediately stifled by the bitterness.

He put down the iced American in his hand with a frown on his face: "Dr. An, didn't you say I can't have a big meal?"

Controlling sugar is not simply about not eating sugar. Other things that can be converted into sugar after passing through the digestive system are also not allowed to touch.

An Nian tilted his head with a smile: "As long as I'm here, you can eat it!"

Duke Aibo's eyes lit up: "Will you give me two injections?"

He had seen the power of An Nian's acupuncture before. During this time, he also learned all kinds of Chinese medicine knowledge from Dong Wei and was amazed at the magic of Chinese medicine.

"Why not?"

An Nian twirled her fingers and winked at him.

"Take two injections before eating, and you will be able to relax your appetite. However, it should not be used too often. It can only be used occasionally to satisfy your appetite."

"Good good!"

Duke Abby responded hurriedly and waved to the bodyguards waiting not far away.

"Let's go to the Empire State Building!"

"Okay, my lord."

Duke Abby made a "please" gesture to An Nian: "Dr. An, I have a special dining room in the Empire State Building. I can guarantee that the restaurant on the top floor of the Empire State Building will never disappoint you. Its chef is a world chef. The champion of the art competition has top-notch skills."

He was a little excited and began to point fingers as he talked.

An Nian nodded funnyly: "Then let's go and have a try."

As soon as she walked to the car, Zhu Li opened the car door.

Zhu Li has become An Nian's exclusive bodyguard, following him wherever he goes.

The group moved to the Empire State Building.

Before Duke Abby moved his chopsticks, An Nian took out the acupuncture kit he carried with him and injected two needles into his body.

"Okay, you can eat as much as you want, only within two hours."

"Two hours is enough!"

Duke Abby nodded happily, picked up the knife and fork and began to eat happily.

An Nian and Duke Abby were at the same table, and their people were sitting around them, each having their own meal.

The price of this meal was not low. When checking out, An Nian was told that Duke Audemars Piguet had a black card and the payment had been automatically deducted.

She was quite embarrassed: "Mr. Duke, you agreed that I would treat you to this meal."

Duke Abby touched his bulging belly and burped with satisfaction.

The duke, who was full, smiled like Maitreya Buddha.

"Dr. An, I'm very grateful to you. I haven't eaten so satisfactorily in many years. Please don't be polite to me for this little money."

An Nian tilted his head and thought for a moment.

This meal costs at least tens of thousands of dollars, which is very painful for her, but for a rich man like Duke Abby, it may only be a drop in the bucket.

"Okay, thank you. Can I teach you an extra massage technique? It can help you digest and absorb."

An Nian turned around and waved to Dong Wei, who had been waiting by the side.

"Mr. William, I will teach you the entire massage technique. From now on, you can massage Duke Audemars Piguet at the frequency of three meals a day. The massage will take about 10 minutes after meals. The effect will be remarkable."

Dong Wei was very grateful when he heard this: "Thank you, Dr. An."

An Nian gave him the ability to settle down and live his life.

If he can play a vital role in Duke Abby's health, he is not far away from becoming a confidant.

"It's okay." An Nian smiled and shook his head, "Come here, I will demonstrate it again, and you study hard."

With that said, An Nian raised Duke Abby's arm and started massaging it. She saw her hands interlaced and massaging, with each fingertip pressing on the acupoints on her arm.

After only ten acupuncture points were massaged continuously, Duke Abby hummed in comfort.

"I feel hot in my stomach, it's really digesting!"

He had been too greedy just now, and Duke Abby could feel that his stomach was full to the point of distension. It was not painful, but it was not uncomfortable either.

But after An Nian's acupoint massage, his stomach immediately felt relaxed.

Immediate effect!

"Mr. William, come here and try."

"Ok."

Dong Wei had already rolled up his sleeves, took two steps forward, and began to massage according to An Nian's example.

"That's not the case...your fingers must touch the exact acupuncture points..."

Dong Wei was very smart and studied seriously. He mastered seven, seven, eight and eight in ten minutes.

An Nian nodded with satisfaction: "When you go back, practice more. The technique is very simple, just find the right acupuncture points."

"Okay, thank you Dr. An."

After just a few moments, Dong Wei was already sweating profusely, but he was in a good mood and smiled at An Nian with big white teeth.

"You're welcome."

After finishing the feast, An Nian returned to the hotel carrying large and small bags.

She had a hunch that it would not be long before they left country m.

This mission is coming to an end.

An Nian was in a good mood, humming a song and sitting on the soft carpet, and began to pack her luggage.

Put the gifts you want to take home in one pile, the souvenirs in one pile, and the other things in one pile.

There is peace here, but other places have turned into chaos.

-

Mayo is privately owned, but it occupies a large area. The facilities inside are also at the forefront of the world. Each building has its corresponding laboratory.

In one of the laboratories.

Ye Peipei was looking down at the cells when someone tapped her on the shoulder.

"teacher?"

Professor Michel has a kind smile, and his white hair adds a bit of elegance to him.

"Pei, didn't you participate in Wesen Pharmaceutical's anti-diabetic drug research before? What was the result?"

Ye Peipei pursed her lips, unwilling to think about the setback a few days ago, so she only answered vaguely.

"I was only involved for a short time, and most of it was done by Wesson's own people."

Professor Michelle breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, their drug is a big hit. If you don't involve too much, you'll be fine..."

Ye Peipei was stunned for a moment: "Teacher, what happened?"

She has been immersed in another research these days and has not paid attention to Weisen's affairs. There is also a certain avoidance mentality in it.

"There is a problem with their anti-diabetic drugs, which has caused 35 cases of medical accidents."

Mayo's information sources are very wide, and their data is more complete and accurate than what An Nian knows.

"How could this happen?" Ye Peipei was surprised, "I thought it just had no effect."

"It's unclear exactly what caused it."

Professor Michel shook his head,

"We plan to set up a research team to explore the secrets. I heard that you have participated in Wesson's research, so I came here to ask if you are willing to join this research team?"

"I am willing!"

Ye Peipei had wanted to figure out the difference between Wesen anti-sugar pills and Anxin anti-sugar pills before, but she couldn't do it on her own.

It makes a difference when a teacher joins in!

Ye Peipei has great confidence in Professor Michelle.

"Okay, come with me."

Professor Michel walked out first.

Ye Peipei quickly threw down her gloves and followed him.

-

Wesson Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

"How is that possible?! Kyle, didn't you say before that this medicine is absolutely fine?!"

Paul Wesson rushed into the laboratory, grabbed the person in charge by the collar, and roared angrily.

Kyle struggled hard: "Boss, calm down!"

"How do you want me to calm down?! We are already on the real-time news! The stock price that I worked so hard to pull up has plunged again! There are still two hours until the closing, and it has already dropped 30%!"

"Do you know what 30% is?! This is a full [-] million!"

Starting from the low price and moving up, 50% is equal to [-] million.

From the high price down, 30% is [-] million!

Regardless of the different declines, the market value is the same!

Paul Wesson was going crazy: "Immediately! Immediately! Find out the problem for me! Our anti-diabetic drugs must be updated as soon as possible!"

Recalling problematic drugs may cause huge losses, but it is not fatal!

Paul Wesson was angry, but his mind was still clear.

He walked around the laboratory with his hands on his hips, occasionally pulling his hair hard.

Kyle, the head of the laboratory, collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. When he looked over, he supported the ground and got up with difficulty.

Kyle murmured: "Boss, I can't find the reason."

When Paul Wesson glared over, he gritted his teeth and looked directly into his eyes.

"Boss, I have been working overtime for 48 hours in a row in the laboratory... I really can't find the reason... Maybe you should ask Dr. Ye for help."