Chapter 202: Strange Trends in the International Medical Community

When Wang Mengde heard that the tire was punctured.

He hurried forward and took a closer look.

"Yuan Chao, you didn't fall, did you?"

Bending down, he squeezed the front wheel with his hand and found that the tire was flat and the valve core was also crushed.

It seems that the place they are riding to is quite far away.

If a bicycle wheel is deflated and is pushed for too long, the valve core will move to one side, making it inconvenient to inflate it later.

"Brother, I'm fine."

Wang Yuanchao said in a low voice.

While speaking, he touched his butt a few times.

He had just fallen and it still hurt a lot, but in front of his brother, he forced himself not to tell the truth.

Wang Mengde noticed his brother's little trick, but he didn't expose it. It didn't look serious anyway, and it was normal for boys to fall down.

When he was a child in the countryside, he was more naughty than his two younger brothers.

It was a common occurrence for him to climb trees to rob bird nests and go to the river to catch fish and shrimp. He had fallen from a tree more than once and even once almost couldn't get out of the river.

Fortunately, my cousin was swimming nearby and accidentally noticed that he had not come up for a while, so he went over and fished him out.

"Okay, I'll push the car to the repair shop outside the alley to fix the tire. You two should go back first or play here for a while?"

"Hey, brother, let's play here for a while, and then we can go back together after you finish repairing the car."

Wang Yuanchao said somewhat embarrassedly.

He was afraid that if he went back now, Ran Xiaomei would ask him where his bicycle was.

If this gets exposed, getting beaten is the least of my worries, but it will be difficult for me to ride a bike out for fun again in the future.

Wang Mengde understood his thoughts clearly, so he said, "Okay, you guys wait here first. By the way, the money for the inner tube repair is 13 cents in total. This will be deducted from your pocket money next month."

More than a year ago, He Shengnan's bicycle tire was punctured. He took it to the repair shop to get it fixed that time, so he knew the specific price.

After hearing his brother's words, Wang Yuanchao almost jumped up. His sister-in-law now gave each of him 30 cents pocket money a month.

The money is at their disposal, including Ran Xiaomei and Wang Hao, and no one will bother them as long as they don't spend it recklessly.

Now nearly half of it was going to be deducted at once, which made him feel very distressed.

However, the situation was stronger than him, so he could only accept it dejectedly.

Let's get through this first, and then think of a way to ask my brother or sister-in-law to see if I can get the money back.

A car repair shop outside the alley.

Wang Mengde pushed his bicycle to the door and shouted inside, "Is Fourth Brother here?"

"Here I come." Hou Xiaosi's voice soon spread through the room. He came out with a wrench in his hand. When he saw Wang Mengde and the bicycle, he smiled and said:

"Meng De is here. What's the problem with the bicycle?"

"Brother, the front tire is punctured. Please fix it for me. Also, adjust the rim. The valve core is bent."

Wang Mengde said.

This shop was Hou Xiaosi's ancestral auto repair shop. In the early 1950s and 1960s, it became collectively owned through public-private partnership.

Then, he transformed himself into a glorious mechanic.

You can start receiving a fixed salary every month, with a guaranteed income regardless of drought or flood.

Of course, I definitely don’t earn as much as before.

"Your tire is flat, isn't it? It's okay, go sit on the bench in the house and wait for a while. I'll take a look."

Hou Xiaosi said this as he dropped the wrench in his hand, then took a wooden basin half filled with water, a steel hoe and other tools from the side.

Two minutes later, he finally found the place where the inner tube of the car was punctured. He shook off the water on it, then picked up a steel spatula and started grinding on the inner tube.

"Meng De, this broken place is not big, it will be fixed in a while."

He lowered his head while working, saying, "By the way, I have some broken bicycle chains here. Do you want to take them back and make chain guns for the kids to play with?"

Ever since Wang Mengde made chain rifles for his two brothers-in-law and two younger brothers a few years ago.

This toy became popular in the capital and even spread to other provinces and cities. Now, in most parts of the country, many children have chain guns in their hands.

Damaged bicycle chains have become a hot commodity.

Most children don’t have bicycle chains, so they bend a low-end version out of wire.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Wang Mengde was sitting not far from him and said with a smile.

The two sons have grown up and it’s time for them to have their own toy chain guns.

This kind of childhood is complete.

Hou Xiaosi's craftsmanship was impeccable. After about ten minutes, the tire was repaired. He waited another half an hour.

After paying the money and collecting the invoice, he rode his bike towards the entrance of the alley.

When they arrived at the place, they handed the car over to Wang Yuanchao.

When he stood under the big locust tree again and watched others play chess, Yan Bugui could not help but come over and asked casually in a low voice:
"Meng De, where did you go just now?"

"Hehe, Uncle Er, my bicycle was taken out for fun by Yuan Chao just now, and the tire was punctured. I went to the repair shop to fix it."

Wang Mengde said casually.

what?
The bicycle was taken out for fun by a child and the tire was punctured!

After hearing this, Yan Bugui was heartbroken even though he knew the car was not his.

Such a good bike is actually let a child ride it. It shows that they don’t know how to take good care of it.

If this were my own car, I would definitely treat it well.

He had been fantasizing for a long time that if he had a bicycle, he would wipe it several times a day with oily cotton wool.

When riding a bike, be sure to wear gloves, preferably white gloves, to prevent sweat from corroding the handlebars.

Also, when pushing a cart, you must not kick the cart's stand with your feet like Wang Mengde and others did. Instead, you should squat down and gently move the stand up with your hands.

When it rains, you should be more careful and never let your car get wet.

By the way, if someone wants to borrow the car, even if it’s your own son, you have to charge a fee.

Well, it costs at least ten cents each time, and it can’t be used for a long time.

Yan Bugui stood aside, his face changing constantly. Wang Mengde didn't care, but asked curiously:

"Hey, Uncle, why didn't you go fishing today?"

On weekdays, whenever he had time to rest, Yan Bugui would go fishing by the Shichahai Lake early in the morning and come back late at night.

Today was very strange. The weather was so good, neither too cold nor too hot, but he actually had the time to watch people playing chess at the entrance of the alley.

It's just so abnormal.

"Ahem, take a day off today."

Yan Bugui said with a somewhat unnatural expression.

In fact, it’s not that he doesn’t want to go, but since the spring this year, there have been many more people fishing along the Shichahai River.

After all, everyone is lacking in nutrition. Since they can't buy meat, eggs and other supplementary foods, they can only rely on themselves.

It just so happens that fishing is a leisure activity that requires little investment but yields great rewards.

It does not require a lot of exercise, just squatting or sitting quietly, and it is more suitable for people who are hungry.

It is also one of the few ways to legally obtain meat.

If you catch a lot and your family can’t finish eating it, you can sell it to a purchasing station and supplement your household income.

Especially during weekends and other rest time, the shores of Shichahai are crowded with people fishing, wishing there were more people than fish in the water.

For several weekends in a row, Yan Bugui squeezed in the crowd but returned empty-handed. So he simply took a break on the weekends and went fishing on weekdays when everyone else was at work and he had no classes at school.

Thinking of this, he looked at Wang Mengde with envy again.

The other person's family can have three bicycles. If he had one, he wouldn't have to squeeze with so many people in Shichahai and could go fishing somewhere farther away.

Unfortunately, in the past year or two, he didn't win any of the several large-item tickets that the school gets every six months.

Wang Mengde naturally had no idea what he was thinking. He chatted with Yan Bugui for a few more words and then turned to look at the chessboard.

End of May.

The weather is getting hotter.

This year, many parts of the country have once again encountered severe drought.

Especially in some traditional grain-producing areas, although it cannot be said that there was no harvest at all, the harvest was very little.

Even the public grain tax paid is not enough.

Although the country has organized a large number of people to fight drought, it is still a drop in the bucket.

People in many areas have begun to believe in superstition.

Wang Mengde had read some critical articles in the newspapers, which said that women in certain areas actually cut a little man out of paper, stuck it on a tree, and then chanted something to the tree.

In response to this foolish act of praying for rain, the country's largest daily newspaper published editorials for several consecutive days.

And popularize the idea of ​​respecting and believing in science and getting rid of feudal superstition among the masses.

He put down the newspaper in his hand and sighed.

The second half of this year will be even more difficult.

But there is also good news. As far as he knows, the 'Palace Emperor Pills' have been selling like hot cakes abroad.

If it were not for the limitation of raw materials, the foreign exchange obtained would be at least several times higher.

But even so, the sales in the first quarter of this year were beyond everyone's expectations.

In just three months, sales totaled more than 10 million US dollars.

As soon as the data came out, President Lu excitedly called him over and held a celebration party with his superiors.

At the same time, the big brother in the north also alleviated some domestic pressure after signing a contract to repay debts with medicines and no longer using agricultural products to repay debts.

Of course, Wang Mengde was not sure how much of a role it played.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

When the office door opened and he saw who was coming, he stood up with a smile and said enthusiastically:
"Director Li, please take a seat."

The person who came in was Vice President Chen’s favorite disciple, Deputy Director Li Qingli.

He is also the actual person in charge of the artemisinin research experiments.

"Director Wang, good news."

Sitting on the chair, Li Qing took the enamel pot handed over by Wang Mengde and directly explained his purpose without beating around the bush:
“Artemisinin has completed animal trials, and the results are very good.

After discussing with my teacher, I came to consult you on purpose. We are going to strike while the iron is hot and conduct clinical trials. You see... "

Li Qing, who was in his thirties, looked at the young man in front of him without daring to look down on him in the slightest.

He is the pillar of the research institute. Not only is he a favorite of the dean, he is also well-known among his superiors.

At the same time, he is also his 'benefactor'.

The artemisinin project he is currently in charge of was the work of Wang Mengde, and he and his research team are nominally under the leadership of Wang Mengde.

He had no complaints about the fact that most of the credit would go to the other party if there were any achievements in the future.

Being able to be the actual person in charge of the current team is the result of his teacher's hard work.

Moreover, when there are results in the future, he can also follow behind and get some meat and gain great benefits.

It is not impossible for him to take over his teacher's class in the future.

"Haha, Director Li, you are currently in charge of this project, so you have the final say."

Wang Mengde said with pretended humility.

Since the research on artemisinin was handed over to Li Qing's team, he has not participated in it any further except telling these people some ideas.

"That won't work, Director Wang. You are the leader of our research team. I must report this to you for your instructions."

Li Qing put down the enamel pot in his hand and said seriously.

Seeing that he was so "serious", Wang Mengde took the opportunity to back off and agreed.

Then, he thought of the clinical trials of Artemisinin Powder, so he decided to go all out and send artemisinin over as well.

"By the way, Director Li, South Vietnam is in serious shortage of drugs to treat malaria. Let's report to President Lu and apply to conduct clinical trials in South Vietnam together. What do you think?"

"Director Wang, I have no objection."

Li Qing said happily.

He had also heard about the situation in South Vietnam and knew that this was a golden opportunity. Because of the war, they had to take emergency measures and conduct a large number of clinical trials.

This can save a lot of time.

Just when China was providing medical support to South Vietnam.

Beautiful country.

Merck Research Institute.

Maurice Hilt was using that special phone to talk to a mysterious person.

"Listen, there's no problem with me helping you develop a specific drug to treat the new malaria virus.

But I need you to find a way as soon as possible to get the Chinese 'Meng De Wang' to come to the United States and send him to the door of my research institute."

He said in an unquestionable tone.

"Mr. Maurice Hilt, you also know that given our current relationship with China, our people cannot sneak into their country.

Therefore, this is not an easy operation, please wait patiently for the opportunity. "

On the other side, a man who was obviously an agent spoke calmly.

"No, I can't wait any longer."

Morris Hilt roared loudly.

After testing and experimenting, the two drug samples sent by the other party were found to be very effective against all malaria viruses.

What surprised him most was that these were all developed by a man named 'Mengde Wang'.

"I'm sorry, the other party is in China, and we can't do anything."

The agent remained unmoved and insisted.

"If he leaves China, can you guarantee that he will come to my institute?"

"Yes, sir, once that happens, it will be just as you wish."

After hanging up the phone, Morris Hilert fell into deep thought.

this day.

In an office of the vaccine research team.

Liu Shuwei hesitated for a moment, then said to Wang Mengde:
"Team Leader Wang, there is a situation that I need to report to you.

Some of my colleagues and friends overseas recently contacted me through special channels of relevant state departments, and they all told me the same thing.

That is, there are now a lot of discussions about you in the international medical community, and they are basically all positive. There are even many people who agree that you should get some due respect. "

This wind direction is so strange!

(End of this chapter)