Chapter 108 Research Results and Explosion

It was already mid-May.

Qian Dayong ran over in a hurry with a look of joy on his face. He was sweating and panting as he said, "Meng De, good news, great news."

When he saw Pu Lao was there, he finally realized what was going on and said a little embarrassedly:

"Pu Lao, I'm sorry, I'm a little excited."

"Haha, it's okay, Meng De, it's time to eat, you guys go to the cafeteria first."

Pu Lao said cheerfully.

He did not take the initiative to ask what the happy event was. Anyway, this student knew his limits and would definitely not hide it from him if it was official business.

"Yes, sir."

Wang Mengde agreed, picked up the lunch box, and followed Qian Dayong out the door.

At the same time, I guessed that it was 90% likely the chicken embryo method and the screening had produced results.

Sure enough, just as he was not far from the door, he looked around and found no one. Qian Dayong excitedly whispered: "Meng De, the experiment you asked me to do has finally made a major discovery after screening dozens of Chinese herbal medicines for half a month.

Isatis root has a very obvious effect on the mumps virus. We have succeeded. We are definitely the advanced and model of this year."

"Good, good, it's a good start. Brother Dayong, thank you for your hard work recently." Wang Mengde said happily.

Seeing his slovenly appearance, I knew he must have been working on experiments day and night recently.

"Hehe, I didn't feel tired at all. After making an important discovery, I feel even less tired. I can't wait to go to the laboratory and continue doing experiments."

Qian Dayong said with a smile.

"Brother Dayong, we need to combine work and rest. You should take a rest today. We can continue the experiment tomorrow when you are refreshed." Wang Mengde persuaded.

Seeing that he wanted to say something else, he pulled his arm and walked towards the cafeteria without saying anything.

After lunch, Qian Dayong's energetic state finally recovered, and only then did he feel tired.

"Brother Dayong, you really need to rest now. If you continue to do the experiment in this state, you may make mistakes in your rush. You may miss something and the experimental results will be inaccurate."

"Well, Meng De, I'll listen to you. I'll take a rest today and go to the laboratory early tomorrow morning. By the way, I'm going to crush the isatis root tomorrow and use the hot immersion method for secondary extraction and concentration."

Qian Dayong followed suit and also talked about the work and procedures he was going to do tomorrow.

Ever since the test results came out, he began to think about how to proceed to the next step.

"You can try the hot-infusion method. By the way, after the extraction and concentration, add some sucrose to the auxiliary materials. As for the ratio, you can decide when the time comes."

Thinking of the sweet taste of Isatis root in his previous life, Wang Mengde suggested.

"Okay, I'll remember this and start experimenting tomorrow."

In the afternoon, Mr. Pu took him to Guang'anmen Hospital for a consultation. On the way, he briefly talked about what they were doing now.

"Meng De, you are great. You have just achieved such a great result, but you can immediately invest in other research. With your enthusiasm, I believe that in ten years, your achievements will definitely be higher than mine now."

As Pu Lao walked forward, he praised with a smile.

He is now increasingly grateful that he discovered Wang Mengde early and took him under his wing. Who knows, he might need to make use of this student's abilities in the future.

In the following days, Qian Dayong spent most of his time in the laboratory, and he also invited several of his junior colleagues to help.

As for Wang Mengde, he would go there occasionally, but of course, he wouldn't stay long. He would basically just take a look around and come back.

If he stayed in the laboratory for a long time, not only would he be unable to help, he might even disturb other people's work.

It was not until Saturday afternoon that Qian Dayong came to him excitedly: "Meng De, we have succeeded. The laboratory has produced dry syrup of Isatis root and figured out the approximate ratio."

"Okay, let's go talk to Vice President Zhu and my teacher about the situation, and then report it to the hospital. The rest is for the hospital to arrange a clinical trial."

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

"In fact, we have already conducted a clinical trial. One of our junior fellow students happened to have mumps. He tried the drug himself and the effect was very good," Qian Dayong said with a smile.

"what?"

Wang Mengde was shocked.

How can these people be so reckless that they actually test the drugs on themselves? They really are risking their lives.

"Meng De, we don't dare to let him eat anything. We let him try it mainly because we know that Isatis root will not cause any big problems for him." Qian Dayong quickly explained the reason.

As the two talked, they were waiting in the office for Mr. Pu to come back. He had just gone to attend a meeting at the research institute.

After a while, Pu Lao walked in with a tired look on his face.

"Sir, Brother Dayong and I have made some progress in our research."

Wang Mengde stood up and waited for Pu Lao to sit down before giving him a brief account of the situation.

"Oh, there are results so soon!" Old Pu pinched his beard and was about to pick up the teacup to take a sip of water. When he heard that the research had made progress, he said in surprise.

Then he put down the teacup, not even bothering to drink the water, and stood up and told Wang Mengde and Qian Dayong: "Let's go find Vice President Zhu, and then report to President Lu together."

Having said that, he walked out first.

When we arrived at Vice President Zhu's office, she was sitting behind the desk, pen in hand, reviewing documents.

Seeing Pu Lao leading two people in, he quickly stood up and said, "Pu Lao, if you have anything to do, just tell me to go over there. Why do you have to trouble me?"

Then he turned to Qian Dayong and criticized him: "Dayong, next time Mr. Pu wants to see me for something, come back early and tell me, and I will go to Mr. Pu's office."

"Haha, don't blame Dayong, I made the decision." Pu Lao advised, and then said: "Vice President Zhu, you must have known about the two children's research. Meng De just told me that they have produced results."

Vice President Zhu had long known what his students had been doing recently.

She has always been supportive of this kind of thing. Qian Dayong is a disciple she is very optimistic about. If he can really produce some research results, it will be a honor for her.

I originally thought that this research would take a year or two, but I didn’t expect the results to come out so soon.

"So fast?"

"Teacher, we made the dried isatis root syrup this morning. Junior Brother Li tried the medicine in the afternoon and the effect was very good." Qian Dayong said quickly when he saw the teacher looking at him.

"Nonsense, how can you test the drug privately? You are not allowed to do this again next time." Vice President Zhu criticized, and then said with a smile on his face: "Okay, do you have any records and samples of the experiment? If so, bring them to me, and Mr. Pu and I will take you to find Lao Lu."

"Yes, yes, I'll get it now." Qian Dayong said and hurried to the laboratory.

After he came back, the four of them walked together to Dean Lu's office next door.

After entering the room, Wang Mengde briefly explained the situation. After he finished speaking, Dean Lu looked at him in surprise.

He had a very deep impression of Wang Mengde. When they hadn't met last year, he heard about his two deeds.

Afterwards, whether it was the unique viewpoints and ideas, or the research results on leukoderma, he remembered Wang Mengde's name deeply.

Unexpectedly, not long after receiving the award, I actually came up with other results.

"Not bad, not bad." Looking at the two young men in front of him, Dean Lu said with satisfaction.

Young people are gradually growing up, which means that traditional Chinese medicine has successors and the next generation will not lack pillars.

"Well, give me the research data and the samples you made, and then I will arrange for clinical trials. Although someone has tried the drug, the samples are too small, so we still need to test it more.

The scope of efficacy, dosage, usage, contraindications, and adverse reactions of the drug must all be clearly defined.”

Sunday, morning.

My mother-in-law came with her sister-in-law He Yanan today. When she got home, she coaxed her two grandchildren to sleep, then came to the sewing machine, watched her daughter sewing clothes, and whispered happily:

"Shengnan, the sewing machine is faster. If I sew one stitch at a time, it would take at least half a day. But with this, it only takes a short while to finish, and the stitches are even."

"Mom, if there are clothes that need mending at home in the future, please bring them to me for sewing." He Shengnan cranked the sewing machine with one hand while holding the clothes with the other hand and pushing them forward at a constant speed.

"Okay, haha, Meng De is really capable. The company actually rewarded him with a sewing machine and a pound and a half of oil coupons every month.

At the beginning of the month, he told me about it, and I couldn't believe it. I didn't expect that he would send half a pound of peanut oil a few days later. This month, with this half a pound of peanut oil, your brother and sister will be able to supplement their nutrition."

Zhou Xiaoyan was delighted when she thought of the half pound of oil.

My daughter has really married into a good family. Not only is the family good to her, but they also often provide financial support to the family.

After He Shengnan finished sewing the clothes, she used a rag to carefully wipe the sewing machine until it was shiny and spotless, and then she carefully covered it with the cloth.

At this time, Ran Xiaomei came in from outside. As soon as she entered the room, she said to He Shengnan: "Shengnan, the old Jia family next door also bought a sewing machine, exactly the same as ours."

"Mom, how can their family afford to buy a sewing machine?" He Shengnan said curiously.

As a neighbor, she knew the situation of the old Jia family very well.

The family may have some savings, but it probably isn't much, and buying big items would definitely cost a lot of money.

"Hmph, this money was 100% paid by Old Yi. I'm afraid he made a wrong calculation this time." Ran Xiaomei glanced at the opposite side and snorted coldly.

"Mom, I think Jia Dongxu respects Uncle Yi very much. He usually listens to what he says. Besides, Uncle Yi's eldest uncle was lost because of their family. He should be able to provide for Uncle Yi in his old age."

Everyone in the courtyard knew about Yi Zhonghai's support for the Jia family and understood what he was thinking.

"Haha, Jia Dongxu may look respectful now, but that's just an appearance. His temper and character are cold and heartless, and he will flee when faced with disaster.

It would be fine if the old Yi couple were in good health and had money. But if they lost these, Jia Dongxu would never even look at them. "

Ran Xiaomei explained.

In the courtyard, everyone else thought that there was hope for Old Yi's retirement. Only she, Wang Hao, and the deaf old lady in the backyard thought that it would be better to rely on Sha Zhu than on Jia Dongxu.

Although Shazhu has a foul mouth and his thinking process is a little different from that of normal people, he keeps his word and likes to pretend to be rich.

When Wang Mengde and his two younger brothers entered the middle courtyard from outside, they saw Jia Zhang, standing in front of a sewing machine, happily showing off to the onlookers: "This is my Dongxu, I bought it from Wangfujing Department Store early this morning.

I spent a total of 149 yuan, and this was the last one left. Luckily I went early, if I had been a step later, I wouldn’t have been able to buy it even if I had the money.”

On the side, Qin Huairu was happily holding a rag and wiping the sewing machine carefully as if she was treating a child.

Although Jia Dongxu didn't say anything, his smug expression betrayed his mood at the moment.

When he saw Wang Mengde passing by, he raised his head even higher and snorted softly through his nostrils.

Wang Mengde found his behavior funny. As far as he knew, since the implementation of the eight-level worker system, Jia Dongxu had participated in two more assessments. (Low-level workers can participate in an assessment once every six months.)
In the end, I didn't get promoted to a third-level worker. I guess if I want to be promoted to a third-level worker in the future, I can only rely on time.

When they got home, Ran Xiaomei said, "Meng De, go back to Tiangezhuang this afternoon and give this half pound of oil to your grandparents, and bring them a bag of brown sugar, as the busy farming season is approaching."

"Okay, I'll go after lunch." Wang Mengde agreed.

He hasn't been back for a while.

in the afternoon.

Tiange Village.

When Wang Tian saw Wang Mengde coming, she was immediately delighted. She pulled his arm and complained, "Mengde, why didn't you come last month? I specially steamed elm seed buns and left some Chinese toon for you, but you didn't come back to taste them."

"Grandma, I'm quite busy at work these days. I'll have more time in the future, and I'll come back often to see you and grandpa."

Seeing that Wang Tian looked a little older, Wang Mengde hurriedly said.

"Okay, come here often in the future and bring Yuan Chao and Wei Guo to play with you as well."

"Oh, by the way, grandma, I saw a pig pen built at the door. The family is preparing to raise pigs."

"Yes, in the early spring, we raised two piglets. Every day after school, Meng Qi would cut grass to feed them. When the New Year was approaching, he would sell one to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town and kill the other for his own consumption. If he couldn't finish the pigs, he could sell them to the villagers.

When the time comes, you can bring your children back to celebrate the New Year and have fun together as a family."

Wang Tian said happily.

"Got it, grandma. We will definitely come back during the Chinese New Year."

Chinese Medical Research Institute.

That morning, as soon as Wang Mengde arrived at the gate, he heard very bad news.

A small warehouse storing dried isatis root syrup exploded last night.

(End of this chapter)