Chapter 409: Birth is not at the right time, love is not at the right person, everything that passes
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Wu You
"Uh-huh?"
Ji Qingyan looked at Lin Yi.
Just now, Mr. Zhang was superior and Mr. Zhang was short. Now you actually say that people talk about husband and wife?
Lin Yi, you are defecting to the enemy and treason!
"You kid, what are you talking about?" Zhao Dongmei smiled happily, as if she looked younger by a decade.
At the same time, I feel that this child named Lin Yi looks better than when he first came in.
"Cough cough cough..."
Peng Xingguo coughed a few times, "Xiao Yi, don't you have something to talk to Dean Zhao, do it now."
Although Zhang Shumin was not there, Peng Xingguo still called her Dean Zhao.
Lin Yi didn't care, but Ji Qingyan, the little traitor, was still there. If he said something wrong, he would have to inform him when he went back.
It's better to be cautious.
That's the details.
"Come on, let's sit down and talk about something."
After several people were seated, Lin Yi took out a piece of paper with the names of dozens of Chinese herbal medicines written on it, and said straight to the point:
"Ms. Zhao, I have a prescription here. I want to make this into a Chinese patent medicine. I hope you can find a way and help me out."
"Make it into Chinese patent medicine?"
Zhao Dongmei looked at the prescription on the paper and wondered for a long time, "Where did this prescription come from? The formula is so strange. I have been practicing Chinese medicine for so many years, but I have never seen such a prescription."
"This is the prescription recorded in the "Nei Jing Pharmacopoeia."
"How is it possible!" Zhao Dongmei said in surprise:
"The "Neijing Pharmacopoeia" is the most heterogeneous Chinese medicine classic in China so far. There are more than [-] sets of the book, and more than a dozen sets have been burned. How did you see it?"
"This……"
Lin Yi smiled wryly, "This is handed down from our family. When my grandfather was dying, he grabbed my dad's hand and said that the prescription must be passed down. When my dad died, he grabbed my dad's hand. My hand said, I must let this recipe bless all people, in order to fulfill my ancestor's last wish, I will bring this recipe and come to you."
Ji Qingyan: ? ? ?
Are you not an orphan?
Where are the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren?
Zhao Dongmei's expression was dignified, obviously she had never seen such a well-structured routine, why:
"This won't work. We can't do it with personal prescriptions. This is an irresponsible behavior."
"That's such a pity." Lin Yi sighed, "But I think it's even more pity that you, Mr. Zhao, were not with Mr. Peng back then."
"Xiao Yi, you can't talk nonsense." Zhao Dongmei said: "But for pharmaceuticals, if you think of a way, there is still room for manipulation. If it was a few years ago, it was all a matter of my words. Now the state controls it. Strict, it’s not easy to handle.”
"It seems that it is still difficult." Lin Yi sighed again, "Birth is not at the right time, love is not at the right time, everything that passes is fate!"
Ji Qingyan: ? ? ?
Where does this come from, chicken soup for the soul?
"Yeah, this is fate." Zhao Dongmei said.
"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and don't see you. We drink the water of the Yangtze River together. When will the water stop, and when will this hatred end. I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will never fail to love you." Lin Lin Yi shook his head, "The ancients were honest and never deceived me."
"Xiao Yi, you are brought by Senior Brother, so Teacher Zhao will treat you as one of his own."
Looking at Lin Yi, Zhao Dongmei suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.
After so many years, I finally met someone who understands me.
"Our hospital has its own pharmaceutical factory. If we want to make this prescription into a Chinese patent medicine, we need repeated demonstrations. If there is a problem, we must stop it on the spot. But if there is no problem, we have to clinically demonstrate it. The time is the most. At least a year or so."
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. After the medicine is made, just find a few mice to do experiments, and finally issue a report, which must be completed within three days."
"So anxious?"
If this kind of medicine does not act on people, but only stays at the level of the laboratory, it will be easy to operate.
Once the machine is turned on, the medicine can be made in two days. As for the experiment report, it is even simpler.
"Well, three days later, it will be the [-]th anniversary of my grandfather's death and the [-]th anniversary of my father's death. When I go to the grave, I want to tell them the good news."
Peng Xingguo curled his lips, his expression a little unnatural.
The members of Lao Lin's family are a bit short-lived.
"Okay, wait for me for a while. I'll make a call to ask about the matter of the pharmaceutical factory. Our other vice president is in charge. I have to say hello to him."
With that said, Zhao Dongmei took out her mobile phone, "Dean Sun, is the meeting over yet? I have something to ask and I want to consult with you."
"There is something wrong in the factory, I didn't hold the meeting, you can tell me if you have something to do." Dean Sun said very politely.
"I have a friend who took a prescription. I think it's good, and I want to make it into a Chinese patent medicine."
"Ah?" The person named Dean Sun raised his voice.
"Dean Zhao, you are also a member of the circle. Are you kidding me? No, no, if something happens, we both have to fuck off."
"Qingyan, I'm going to donate 100 million to Zhonghai Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. What do you think of this?" Lin Yi said to himself.
"Dean Zhao, although this matter is difficult, if you speak up, there is room for discussion."
"These young people now know Western medicine and have forgotten everything passed down from their ancestors. I'd better donate 200 million to let future generations know that our Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine!"
"Dean Zhao, traditional Chinese medicine should not stick to the rules, but also have the courage to innovate boldly. I decided to give it a try."
"As the last frontier of Chinese medicine, Zhonghai Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has made an indelible contribution to the cause of Chinese medicine in the motherland. 200 million is too little, so let's donate 300 million."
"Dean Zhao, where are you, send me the prescription, and I will arrange production in the factory now."
Holding the phone, Zhao Dongmei felt as if she had passed away.
I just said the beginning, and added a few words from Lin Yi to myself, how could it be done?
"Okay, I'll send you the prescription now."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Dongmei looked at Lin Yi and said:
"I will keep the prescription, and I have to meet with the experts in pharmacy to study it in detail, and try to get the report out before your funeral, but if it really delays a few days, don't regret it , this kind of thing can’t be careless.”
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao." Lin Yi held Zhao Dongmei's hand reluctantly:
"In a hurry, now we have to say goodbye. We juniors all feel sorry for you not being able to get together with Mr. Peng. It's a pity... Hey, the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes, and people fail to fulfill their hearts."
"It's this time, what are you talking about." Zhao Dongmei said, "But Xiaoyi, don't worry, within three days, I will definitely get the report out for you."
"Okay, okay, I'll bring Mr. Peng to pick it up then."
Ji Qingyan looked at Lin Yi.
Just now, Mr. Zhang was superior and Mr. Zhang was short. Now you actually say that people talk about husband and wife?
Lin Yi, you are defecting to the enemy and treason!
"You kid, what are you talking about?" Zhao Dongmei smiled happily, as if she looked younger by a decade.
At the same time, I feel that this child named Lin Yi looks better than when he first came in.
"Cough cough cough..."
Peng Xingguo coughed a few times, "Xiao Yi, don't you have something to talk to Dean Zhao, do it now."
Although Zhang Shumin was not there, Peng Xingguo still called her Dean Zhao.
Lin Yi didn't care, but Ji Qingyan, the little traitor, was still there. If he said something wrong, he would have to inform him when he went back.
It's better to be cautious.
That's the details.
"Come on, let's sit down and talk about something."
After several people were seated, Lin Yi took out a piece of paper with the names of dozens of Chinese herbal medicines written on it, and said straight to the point:
"Ms. Zhao, I have a prescription here. I want to make this into a Chinese patent medicine. I hope you can find a way and help me out."
"Make it into Chinese patent medicine?"
Zhao Dongmei looked at the prescription on the paper and wondered for a long time, "Where did this prescription come from? The formula is so strange. I have been practicing Chinese medicine for so many years, but I have never seen such a prescription."
"This is the prescription recorded in the "Nei Jing Pharmacopoeia."
"How is it possible!" Zhao Dongmei said in surprise:
"The "Neijing Pharmacopoeia" is the most heterogeneous Chinese medicine classic in China so far. There are more than [-] sets of the book, and more than a dozen sets have been burned. How did you see it?"
"This……"
Lin Yi smiled wryly, "This is handed down from our family. When my grandfather was dying, he grabbed my dad's hand and said that the prescription must be passed down. When my dad died, he grabbed my dad's hand. My hand said, I must let this recipe bless all people, in order to fulfill my ancestor's last wish, I will bring this recipe and come to you."
Ji Qingyan: ? ? ?
Are you not an orphan?
Where are the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren?
Zhao Dongmei's expression was dignified, obviously she had never seen such a well-structured routine, why:
"This won't work. We can't do it with personal prescriptions. This is an irresponsible behavior."
"That's such a pity." Lin Yi sighed, "But I think it's even more pity that you, Mr. Zhao, were not with Mr. Peng back then."
"Xiao Yi, you can't talk nonsense." Zhao Dongmei said: "But for pharmaceuticals, if you think of a way, there is still room for manipulation. If it was a few years ago, it was all a matter of my words. Now the state controls it. Strict, it’s not easy to handle.”
"It seems that it is still difficult." Lin Yi sighed again, "Birth is not at the right time, love is not at the right time, everything that passes is fate!"
Ji Qingyan: ? ? ?
Where does this come from, chicken soup for the soul?
"Yeah, this is fate." Zhao Dongmei said.
"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and don't see you. We drink the water of the Yangtze River together. When will the water stop, and when will this hatred end. I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will never fail to love you." Lin Lin Yi shook his head, "The ancients were honest and never deceived me."
"Xiao Yi, you are brought by Senior Brother, so Teacher Zhao will treat you as one of his own."
Looking at Lin Yi, Zhao Dongmei suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.
After so many years, I finally met someone who understands me.
"Our hospital has its own pharmaceutical factory. If we want to make this prescription into a Chinese patent medicine, we need repeated demonstrations. If there is a problem, we must stop it on the spot. But if there is no problem, we have to clinically demonstrate it. The time is the most. At least a year or so."
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. After the medicine is made, just find a few mice to do experiments, and finally issue a report, which must be completed within three days."
"So anxious?"
If this kind of medicine does not act on people, but only stays at the level of the laboratory, it will be easy to operate.
Once the machine is turned on, the medicine can be made in two days. As for the experiment report, it is even simpler.
"Well, three days later, it will be the [-]th anniversary of my grandfather's death and the [-]th anniversary of my father's death. When I go to the grave, I want to tell them the good news."
Peng Xingguo curled his lips, his expression a little unnatural.
The members of Lao Lin's family are a bit short-lived.
"Okay, wait for me for a while. I'll make a call to ask about the matter of the pharmaceutical factory. Our other vice president is in charge. I have to say hello to him."
With that said, Zhao Dongmei took out her mobile phone, "Dean Sun, is the meeting over yet? I have something to ask and I want to consult with you."
"There is something wrong in the factory, I didn't hold the meeting, you can tell me if you have something to do." Dean Sun said very politely.
"I have a friend who took a prescription. I think it's good, and I want to make it into a Chinese patent medicine."
"Ah?" The person named Dean Sun raised his voice.
"Dean Zhao, you are also a member of the circle. Are you kidding me? No, no, if something happens, we both have to fuck off."
"Qingyan, I'm going to donate 100 million to Zhonghai Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. What do you think of this?" Lin Yi said to himself.
"Dean Zhao, although this matter is difficult, if you speak up, there is room for discussion."
"These young people now know Western medicine and have forgotten everything passed down from their ancestors. I'd better donate 200 million to let future generations know that our Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine!"
"Dean Zhao, traditional Chinese medicine should not stick to the rules, but also have the courage to innovate boldly. I decided to give it a try."
"As the last frontier of Chinese medicine, Zhonghai Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has made an indelible contribution to the cause of Chinese medicine in the motherland. 200 million is too little, so let's donate 300 million."
"Dean Zhao, where are you, send me the prescription, and I will arrange production in the factory now."
Holding the phone, Zhao Dongmei felt as if she had passed away.
I just said the beginning, and added a few words from Lin Yi to myself, how could it be done?
"Okay, I'll send you the prescription now."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Dongmei looked at Lin Yi and said:
"I will keep the prescription, and I have to meet with the experts in pharmacy to study it in detail, and try to get the report out before your funeral, but if it really delays a few days, don't regret it , this kind of thing can’t be careless.”
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao." Lin Yi held Zhao Dongmei's hand reluctantly:
"In a hurry, now we have to say goodbye. We juniors all feel sorry for you not being able to get together with Mr. Peng. It's a pity... Hey, the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes, and people fail to fulfill their hearts."
"It's this time, what are you talking about." Zhao Dongmei said, "But Xiaoyi, don't worry, within three days, I will definitely get the report out for you."
"Okay, okay, I'll bring Mr. Peng to pick it up then."
