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Chapter 409: Birth is not at the right time, love is not at the right time, everything you pass is destiny

"Uh-huh?"

Ji Qingyan looked at Lin Yi.

Just now, Teacher Zhang was superior to Teacher Zhang, but now you actually say that people talk about the compatibility of husband and wife?

Lin Yi, you are surrendering to the enemy and treason!

"You kid, what are you talking about?" Zhao Dongmei smiled so happily that she seemed to be more than ten years younger.

At the same time, I feel that this kid named Lin Yi looks better than when he first came in.

"Cough cough cough..."

Peng Xingguo coughed a few times and said, "Xiaoyi, don't you have something to say to Dean Zhao? Let's talk now."

Although Zhang Shumin was not here, Peng Xingguo still called her Dean Zhao.

Lin Yi didn't care, but Ji Qingyan, the little traitor, was still there. If he said the wrong thing, he would definitely have to report it when he got back.

It's better to be cautious.

That's the details.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk if anything happens."

A few people sat down, and Lin Yi took out a piece of paper with the names of dozens of Chinese medicinal materials written on it, and said straight to the point:

"Teacher Zhao, I have a prescription here. I want to make this into a Chinese patent medicine. I hope you can think of a way to help me."

"Made into Chinese patent medicine?"

Zhao Dongmei looked at the prescription on the paper and wondered for a long time, "Where does this prescription come from? The formula is so strange. I have never seen such a prescription in all my years of practicing Chinese medicine."

"This is a prescription recorded in the "Nei Jing Pharmacopoeia"."

"How is that possible!" Zhao Dongmei said in surprise:

"The Pharmacopoeia of the Nei Jing is the most complex traditional Chinese medical classic in China so far. There are more than twenty sets in the book, and more than a dozen sets have been burned. How did you see it?"

"this……"

Lin Yi smiled bitterly, "This is something passed down from our family. When my grandfather was dying, he grabbed my dad's hand and said that the recipe must be passed down. When my dad died, he grabbed it again.

My hand said that this recipe must benefit all people. In order to fulfill the last wish of my ancestors, I came to you with this recipe."

Ji Qingyan:???

Aren't you an orphan?

Where did the three generations of grandparents come from?

Zhao Dongmei's expression was solemn. It was obvious that she had never seen such a layered routine before. Why:

"This won't work. We can't use personal prescriptions to make it. This is irresponsible behavior."

"That's such a pity." Lin Yi sighed, "But I think it's even more pity that Teacher Zhao was not with Teacher Peng back then."

"Xiaoyi, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Dongmei said: "But regarding pharmaceuticals, if we think of a way, there is still room for maneuver. In the early years, it was all a matter of my words. Now the state controls it.

It’s too strict and it won’t be easy to handle.”

"It seems that it is still difficult." Lin Yi sighed again, "I was born at the wrong time, and I love you at the wrong time. Everywhere I go is fate!"

Ji Qingyan:???

Where does this chicken soup for the soul come from?

"Yes, 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 without seeing you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together. When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love for you." Lin

Yi shook his head, "The ancients are sincere and I can't bully them."

"Xiaoyi, you are the person brought by my senior brother, so Teacher Zhao will treat you as one of his own."

Zhao Dongmei looked at Lin Yi and suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.

After all these 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 to repeatedly demonstrate it. If there is a problem, it must be stopped on the spot. But if there is no problem, it still needs clinical demonstration, which takes the most time.

It will take about a year at least.”

"You don't have to go to so much trouble. After making the medicine, just find a few white mice to conduct experiments. Finally, you will issue a report. It must be completed within three days."

"So anxious?"

If this kind of medicine does not work on people and only stays at the laboratory level, it will be easy to operate.

Once the machine is turned on, the medicine can be produced in two days. As for the experimental report, it is even simpler.

"Well, in three days, it will be the 30th anniversary of my grandfather's death and the tenth 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.

Everyone in Lao Lin's family has a short life.

"Okay, please wait for me for a while. I'll make a call and ask. Our other vice president is in charge of the pharmaceutical factory. I have to say hello to him."

Saying that, Zhao Dongmei took out her mobile phone and said, "Dean Sun, are you done with the meeting? I have something I want to consult with you about."

"There's something going on in the factory. I'm not in charge of the meeting. If you have anything to say, you can tell me." Dean Sun said politely.

"I have a friend who got a prescription, which I think is 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 industry. Isn't this a joke? No, no, no, if something happens, we both have to get off."

"Qingyan, I am going to donate 1 million to Zhonghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. What do you think of this?" Lin Yi said to himself.

"Dean Zhao, although this matter is difficult, if you open your mouth, there will be room for negotiation."

"Nowadays, these young people only know about Western medicine and have forgotten the things passed down by their ancestors. I'd better donate 2 million to let future generations know that our Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine!"

"Dean Zhao, Chinese medicine cannot stick to the rules and must be brave enough to make bold innovations. I decided to give it a try."

"As the last frontier of traditional Chinese medicine, Zhonghai Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has made an indelible contribution to the cause of traditional Chinese medicine in the motherland. Two million is too little, so let's donate 3 million."

"Dean Zhao, where are you? Send me the prescription. I will arrange production in the factory now."

Zhao Dongmei held her mobile phone and felt like she was in another world.

He just started it by himself, and then added a few words from Lin Yi to himself, how could he get it done?

"Okay, I'll send you the prescription now."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Dongmei looked at Lin Yi and said:

"I'll just keep the prescription. I have to meet with the pharmaceutical experts to study it in detail and try to get the report out before you go to the hospital. But if it really takes a few days, don't regret it.

, this kind of thing cannot be done carelessly.”

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Zhao." Lin Yi reluctantly took Zhao Dongmei's hand:

"We were in a hurry, and now we have to say goodbye. We, the younger generations, all feel sorry for you not being able to get together with Teacher Peng. It's a pity... Hey, God doesn't fulfill people's wishes, and people don't fulfill their wishes."

"It's already this time, why are you talking about this?" Zhao Dongmei said: "But don't worry, Xiaoyi, I will definitely get the report out to you within three days."
Chapter completed!
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