Chapter 30: Medicine to disease

　　　　 Zhou Wen first asked Wu Yan to help him borrow an idle laboratory from the specimen processing team on the third floor.
　　 Then he brought a dozen mice to conduct experiments.
　　 Part of the experiment process is omitted here...
　　 After the administration, Zhou Wen carefully observed the reaction of the mice.
　　 To his surprise, the mouse, which was in pain after the injury, became quiet after intramuscular injection of bio-analgesics. More than a dozen mice, without exception.
　　 "Great~" Zhou Wen was very excited.
　　It was the first time to make biopharmaceuticals, but it was quite successful.
　　 Just as he was about to search for animals for in vivo experiments, a reminder sounded in his ear.
　　 [You successfully made a biological painkiller, the medicine is cured, the experience value is +200, and the biological hangover tablet×10]
　　 Zhou Wen didn't expect to get experience points by making medicine, and he also gave 10 biological hangover tablets, which is really amazing.
　　 He opened the system page and checked it.
　　 It turns out that this experience value is not used to improve subject experience, but the experience value of pharmacists.
　　 Now as an apprentice pharmacist, the experience value has become 200/1000.
　　 Zhou Wen glanced at it and stopped taking care of it. Anyway, this pharmacist level seemed useless.
　　 Since the experience value cannot improve the subject experience, some of the ideas that had just risen in Zhou Wen's heart were also shattered.
　　 can only do the task honestly.
　　 then opened the inventory and looked at the biological hangover tablet. A small blue pill was lying in the inventory.
　　Since the biological analgesics have been systematically classified as [medicine to cure disease], Zhou Wen did not conduct any further experiments.
　　 cleaned up the laboratory, and then left.
　　……
　　 On Saturday morning, the PCR team leader’s office.
　　 Zhang Shuguang was looking at the analysis data in the office, and Wu Yan knocked on the door and came in.
　　 "Team leader, this is the experimental data of PTC-1057. The report shows that the effect is very good and it is ready to be administered."
　　 Zhang Shuguang took a look, smiled on his face and nodded, "Well, yes, you can send the report to the outpatient department."
　　 "Good boss." Wu Yan was about to leave after speaking.
　　 "Wait a minute."
　　 Wu Yan turned around and asked, "Boss, what's the matter?"
　　 Zhang Shuguang leaned back in the chair and asked with a smile, "What is that kid doing these past few days? Why haven't you seen other people's shadows?"
　　 Wu Yan said with a smile:
I don’t know, I’m busy every day, and I don’t know what I’m doing. Yesterday afternoon I asked me to borrow a laboratory for him, saying that he was going to do an experiment.

　　 "Really?" Zhang Shuguang showed an interested look on his face, "Okay, you go first."
　　 After Wu Yan left, Zhang Shuguang sorted the materials on the table, then got up and left.
　　 inpatient department.
　　 At eight in the morning, Zhou Wen came to the floor where Guo Bochun was.
　　 The elevator just opened, just in time to see the old lady standing at the elevator entrance.
　　 Zhou Wen smiled and said: "Grandma, do you remember me?"
　　 The old lady smiled kindly and said, "Remember. Do you have anything to do when you come here?"
　　 Zhou Wen said: "It's okay, just drop by to see you."
　　 The old lady was very happy and thanked her repeatedly.
　　 After a few greetings, Zhou Wen asked: "Where are you going?"
　　 The old lady smiled and said, "He wants to eat roast duck, I will buy some."
　　 Zhou Wengang wanted to say that his son could not eat roast duck, but when he thought about it, her son has run out of time, so he can eat whatever he wants.
　　 "Then you go back and rest, I will help you buy it."
　　 "No trouble, I just want to go downstairs to get some breath."
　　 "Then I will join you."
　　 "Good~"
　　 Zhou Wen accompanied the old lady downstairs, walking and talking on the road.
　　 The first time I met, because I just met, the old lady said very little.
　　 Now we meet for the second time, and the old lady has become very talkative.
　　 Through conversation, Zhou Wen discovered that the old lady has a high level of cultural literacy and speaks very well. It can be seen that she was also a literate intellectual before, but she is now older and thinking slowly.
　　 But it is precisely because of this that this old lady is unwilling to trouble her relatives. She is in her 90s and takes care of her 70-year-old son in the hospital.
　　 accompanied the old lady to buy half a roast duck in a stewed vegetable shop near the hospital, and then helped her walk back slowly.
　　 Zhou Wen: "Grandma, I have something to do when I came over today."
　　 The old lady asked: "Say, what's the matter?"
　　 Zhou Wen groaned for a moment and said, "That’s it. Last time I saw my uncle being tortured by illness and felt a little unbearable. Then I went back to search for information and finally made some biological painkillers based on ancient medical prescriptions.
　　 I have done animal experiments, and the pain relief effect is very good, it can be said to be immediate, so..."
　　 Zhou Wen didn't say the following, he believed that the old lady could understand him.
　　 The old lady asked calmly: "Have you taken the medicine?"
　　 Zhou Wen nodded, "Well, take it! Don't worry, no money. In addition, this is a biological medicine. The added ingredients are all probiotics, and there will never be toxic side effects."
　　 The old lady smiled kindly and said: "It's okay, even if it is poison, as long as you dare to give it, I dare to feed it."
　　 Zhou Wen: "..."
　　 Zhou Wen didn't expect that the old lady agreed so readily. Originally thought it would take a lot of talking.
　　 Maybe the old lady is also a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
　　 As long as there is a glimmer of hope, even if she knows it is a lie, she is willing to give it a try, just to make her son suffer less.
　　 In the ward, the old lady's relatives came.
　　 An old man with gray hair, and two or three young men and women.
　　 Except for the old man sitting in front of the hospital bed to take care of him, the rest of the young people were playing with their mobile phones in the chairs outside the ward, and no one looked at the inside of the ward.
　　 There is no filial son before bed, let alone relatives.
　　 The old lady and the old man exchanged a few words, because they were speaking Jiangzhou's local dialect, and they were so fast and anxious that Zhou Wen didn't understand them.
　　 is probably if you care, and why don’t you ask two more caregivers to take care of it?
　　 The old lady smiled all the way, and occasionally said a few words, always making the old man sigh.
　　 The old man sat in the ward for about an hour. The young people waiting outside became impatient and urged to leave.
　　 The old man and the old lady exchanged a few more words, and then left.
　　 As for Zhou Wen who had been standing next to him, because he was wearing a lab coat and embroidered with "First People's Hospital" on his chest, the old man thought he was a doctor, and he never asked a word during the whole process.
　　 Zhou Wen sat down in front of the hospital bed, opened the quilt while the people around him were not paying attention, and dropped Guo Bochun's trousers of the hospital suit underneath, exposing his waist and hips, and then injected the biological medicine into his body.
　　 Zhou Wen noticed one thing. When a normal person gets an injection, when the needle is stuck in the body, there will be symptoms of muscle contraction, but Guo Bochun does not, his body does not respond, and the needle is like a piece of dead meat.
　　 His physical function has almost collapsed.
　　 Zhou Wen put in the syringe and sat on the bedside, waiting quietly.
　　 One minute later, Guo Bochun's frowning brows stretched out at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even in his sleep, the brows showed a long-lost ease.
　　 The old lady sitting next to Zhou Wen also noticed it and asked in disbelief: "Really... really effective?"
　　 To be honest, when Zhou Wen told her about biological medicine downstairs, she didn't believe it at all.
　　 She is also an intellectual at any rate, how could she believe that a random ancient prescription can produce painkillers that are more advanced than modern science?
　　 Just as Zhou Wen thought, a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor. Anyway, it already looks like this. How bad can it go?
　　 And she believed that Zhou Wen did not dare to give her son drugs indiscriminately.
　　 As for cheating money or something, she really doesn't care.
　　 There are no people, why do you want money?
　　 However, reality is far more bizarre than imagination.
　　 thought of what happened in his heart, but Zhou Wen gave her a 100% surprise.
　　 "It should be effective."
　　 The old lady cried with joy, grabbed Guo Bochun's hand on the bed, and gently called his name, "Wake up...wake up."
　　 Guo Bochun slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the old mother at the bedside, he showed a long-lost smile, and his cracked lips shouted "Mom"!
　　 "Hey~ how do you feel?"
　　 "Okay...much better..."
　　 "Does it still hurt?"
　　 "No... it hurts."
　　 "Does it really hurt at all?"
"Ok!"
　　 The old lady's eyes were filled with tears of excitement, her hand back to squeeze Zhou Wen's back tightly, her warm palm conveyed her unparalleled gratitude.
　　 Right here, a reminder sounded in Zhou Wen's ear, [The mission conditions have been met...]
　　……
　　 Zhou Wen stayed in the ward for more than half an hour and got up and left after making sure that Guo Bochun had nothing wrong. UU reading www. uukanshu.com As for the blood test, let's talk about it tomorrow, I didn't bring the blood sampling needle today.
　　 The old lady got up and sent Zhou Wen to the door of the ward.
　　 Zhou Wen left the number to the old lady and asked her to call herself after the effects of the medicine passed, and at the same time told her not to disclose the news that she was taking the medicine to Guo Bochun.
　　 The old lady naturally understood that once the consequences of taking medicines privately, Zhou Wen would not be guaranteed even his work once it was known to the hospital.
　　 Repeatedly promised that this matter would never be leaked out.
　　 After talking about what the old lady remembered, she took out two bank cards from her pocket, and after distinguishing a little, she stuffed one of them into Zhou Wen's hand, "You keep this, the password is the first three digits and the last three digits."
　　 Zhou Wen was taken aback, and quickly refused: "Grandma, what are you doing? I said no money..."
　　 The old lady stuffed his hand again, "You take it, it doesn't have much money... This is a little bit from grandma and your uncle."
　　 Zhou Wen grabbed the old lady's hand and said, "Grandma, I really can't take it. I just watched Uncle Guo hurt too much, it's really not...you must not give me money."
The more Zhou Wen was like this, the more the old lady insisted, "Be obedient child, you must take it. Grandma's only wish is to hope that Uncle Guo will go more peacefully and suffer less... You helped me realize it, grandma really deserves it. Thank you..."
　　 The old lady said, tears came down again.
　　 "Grandma..."
　　 "Take it!"
　　 Zhou Wen had no choice but to think of giving Guo Bochun the medicine later, so he nodded and said, "Then I will go first, and the card will return it to you later."
　　 "Don't don't...you should go ahead, I'll go in."
　　 The old lady patted the back of Zhou Wen's hand and returned to the ward with a smile in tears...