Chapter 40:

"Teacher, I will borrow all these!" Liu Menglin placed a huge box heavily on the library desk. In the early 1980s, there was no Internet search. To access research-related materials, you had to go to the library to borrow. This is also an important reason why domestic scientific research has been difficult.
Before the reform and opening up, the Chinese academic community had very little contact with the outside world. Foreign journal documents must be checked after each level when they are sent in. When they reach the recipient, the timeliness is over. Therefore, Li Zheng admires the scientific research workers of this era very much. They hardly use any external force to explore step by step in the dark. The output of scientific research results consumes more time and energy than foreign scholars of the same time. Much.
The library teacher looked at the almost half-person tall box in surprise, and pushed his glasses, "All these... all?"
Liu Menglin nodded, "Teacher, please register quickly, I rushed to send things to the laboratory."
The library teacher suddenly said, "I know. Which professor did you run errands for? Ammisardine? I haven't heard of any professor who started a project on this?"
Liu Menglin smiled and did not answer.
The librarian moved quickly, and within ten minutes, a large box of information was registered.
When Liu Menglin was carrying the box and walking out, he also met a few classmates. Graduate students majoring in biopharmaceuticals all followed their supervisors into the laboratory. Seeing Liu Menglin's entire box and box of materials from the library, he knew Xu Mingsheng’s The laboratory opened a new project, and I couldn't help but inquire. Liu Menglin didn't answer. He just said that the laboratory was waiting for information, and then left in a hurry.
Zhang Yuejun’s side is not so smooth. The laboratory of Xiangjiang Medical College pays more attention to theoretical research than practice. Their laboratory likes to do bacterial analysis, virus analysis, and study the source of infection, transmission route, and pathogenic process of a certain disease. Other laboratories provide theoretical support for research on corresponding drugs.
It is like the birth of a product that requires market research, material selection, style design, etc. to enter the production line, and the laboratory of Xiangjiang Medical College mostly does market research. Their theory points out the direction for drug production, but it is a bit difficult to really get them to get started.
After all, the capital cost required to develop drugs is too large, and it is not affordable for a university laboratory.
It was the first time that Zhang Yuejun did the work of making medicine. After using a few tubes of reagents, he sweated out.
Li Zheng put on the goggles and carefully observed the drug reaction. He caught Zhang Yuejun's obviously nervous expression, he sighed and took off the mask and goggles.
"Senior, don't be nervous. The first time you make medicine is really a bit at a loss, I also came here." He said, he did not take off his rubber gloves, but put another one on it and picked up two A glass tube, start the demonstration.
Zhang Yuejun opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Li Zheng with almost dull eyes. Is this an experiment? This is simply art!
Zhang Yuejun suddenly had a hunch in his heart, maybe...maybe, the elementary school boy in front of him can really develop the frostemia medicine in five days.
"Scholars, in fact, there are some tricks in the preparation of medicines, such as reagent exchange, such as the mixing of suspensions, which can be found out slowly. Don't worry about wasting reagents, these are all my personal expenses, and there is no funding limit." Li Zheng entered the laboratory at the age of 20 in his last life, and died suddenly at the age of 32.
For a full twelve years, his experimental methods can almost be of its own kind.
Zhang Yuejun was convinced. He felt that Li Zheng seemed to shine when he was experimenting. In the biopharmaceutical major of Xiangjiang University, several professors who can independently lead the project will have this kind of experimental technique that has formed their own distinctive characteristics. And this kind of private technique is generally only taught to confidant disciples, Zhang Yuejun is not qualified to learn it.
Li Zheng's unconcealed teaching made Zhang Yuejun very excited. He was able to learn this kind of experimental technique. Even if he didn't have a second job, he didn't have the salary of ten yuan an hour in Xiangjiang coins, it was worth the fare!
Li Zheng had only heard of frostemia drugs in his previous life. The UN Women and Children’s Fund has done a lot of work to make the treatment of frostemia available in the late 1990s. He vaguely remembered where he had seen the drug formula, but because the time was too long, his memory was a bit vague.
Li Zheng listed all possible ingredients on white paper, and the white paper laid a whole tabletop, and tried to cross out one of them. The library-related materials were also thrown on the ground at will, so it was not messy.
In his last life, he graduated from Stanford and entered Cold Spring Harbor. The smooth sailing experience made him a little proud. After returning to China and switching to the biopharmaceutical field, Li Zheng went straight to the number one human disease, cancer. But this experience made him think carefully about the way he would go in the future. Maybe the future Li Zheng laboratory should pay more attention to this special disease drug...
On the evening of Christmas 25th, the lights in Xu Mingsheng's laboratory were on all night.
As soon as Li Zheng entered the laboratory, he lost the slightest sense of time. Zhang Yuejun was so excited that he could not take a break. Liu Menglin wanted to rest, but seeing that neither Li Zheng nor his senior had the intention to go back, so he had to obediently organize the information.
So when Xu Mingsheng came to the laboratory the next day, what he saw was such a scene. In front of Li Zheng's workbench, there were lots of white paper and waste paper. He was like a tireless machine, crossed out the experiment before continuing. Zhang Yuejun wore two heavy dark circles, but his experimental techniques did become more skilled. Liu Menglin obeyed Li Zheng's command, and kept finding out what Li Zheng wanted from the paved information.
Xu Mingsheng picked up Zhang Yuejun's experimental flow sheet and looked at it, stunned.
"Li Zheng, are you going to study drugs for treating frostemia?" When Li Zheng called to borrow the laboratory and two people yesterday, Xu Mingsheng only thought he wanted to do a small experiment. I agreed.
It's just that when I was at work today, many colleagues came to his office to find out what projects his laboratory was going to open and where the funds came from.
Xu Mingsheng looked at a loss. It's December now. The funding for scientific research projects in 1982 has long been used up. The new funding has not been approved yet. What projects can he start!
The professors didn't believe it yet, and said categorically that Liu Menglin took a whole box of materials to the laboratory.
Liu Menglin? Xu Mingsheng felt a little bit in his heart, and he thought of Li Zheng, no, that's what he saw when he came over in the morning.
"Teacher, wait a minute. Zhang Yuejun, adjust the ratio to 20, 70" Li Zheng did not lift his head, continuing the action in his hand.
Zhang Yuejun responded and picked up two tubes of reagents and started to reconfigure.
Xu Mingsheng had no choice but to call him a teacher, what could he do. Although I feel that Li Zheng was a little confused by the success of the drug catalyst, is this catalyst and the new drug the same thing? It is one thing to overestimate one's abilities, but he is positive about the starting point of Li Zheng's experiment.
"Oh, your speed. I'll come." He took off his coat, changed into a lab coat, and put on rubber gloves. He snatched Zhang Yuejun's job, and he actually beat Li Zheng himself. .
This is true scholarship. No matter what era, there are such people. They know that the essence of knowledge inheritance and research is for the benefit of mankind. They don't care about status and form, they have a sincere scholar's heart.
Zhang Yuejun was taken aback, then scratched his head and smirked. He quickly picked up the other two tubes of reagent and followed Professor Xu's actions.
Li Zheng once again crossed out one of the ingredients, raised his head to look at Xu Mingsheng, and said jokingly: "Teacher, you personally beat me, should the paper be divided into two works?"
Xu Mingsheng took a look at Li Zheng, "I haven't published a second work for Xu Mingsheng for more than ten years. If your paper is really out, I will leave it behind, and this second work will be decided!"
The two laughed.
Xu Mingsheng deserves to be immersed in the laboratory for decades. The experimental technique is even more sophisticated than Li Zheng. With his addition, the experiment process has doubled.
For the next four days, all four of them spent time in the laboratory. Except for Xu Mingsheng who was too old to keep up with his physical strength, after squinting in the laboratory, the three young people worked almost all day and night. And the more you do it, the more exciting it is!
Because they see hope, a new medicine may be born in their hands.
On the fourth day, batches of mice and pigeons came in and batches went out.
"When we die, do we have to go to hell? This is a business, just such a day, I don't know how many lives I have in my hand." Liu Menglin said, using to block a drug that is very painful. The breathing hole of a pigeon.
Li Zheng chuckled. The experimental animals that died in his hands in his last life are not counted. A drug test requires dozens or even hundreds of mice for comparison. If naive to investigate, he would not stand here today. Up.
"You can be a vegetarian, and eat less chicken, duck and fish on weekdays. It's probably worth making a drug trial." Li Zheng said with a smile.
Liu Menglin stagnated and touched his nose, "That's fine."
Li Zheng looked at the mice that were taken out in batches, and suddenly said, "For humans."
The movements of the people in the laboratory paused, with a touch of solemnity on their faces.
Yes, for humanity!
In the early morning of the 30th, Xu Mingsheng looked at Li Zheng almost with amazement. Even with vague memories of past lives, five days is still not enough for the world to witness the birth of a new medicine.
But Xu Mingsheng can say without exaggeration that after a few days, the drug molecules of the new frostemia drug have appeared in front of everyone vaguely. According to this progress, it will only take one year, maybe six months, the new frostemia drug. It can be launched.
Even if there are factors that can be used as reference for the ingredients of the drug, the speed is still a miracle.
Li Zheng silently glanced at the countless cross-lined drug molecules on the white paper, and sighed. If there is no vague memory of his previous life, it would take more than half a year for him to get to the animal by simply relying on the medicinal composition of amissadine In the experimental stage, although this is a very fast speed compared to the current pharmaceutical laboratory, he is still not satisfied.
Is he too greedy? Li Zheng smiled bitterly. A person's life is only a few decades. He hopes that he will be as productive as possible to live up to his rebirth.
"The plane at eleven o'clock in the morning, we have to set off. Meng Lin, the laboratory is not moving, we come back and continue to do animal experiments!" The excitement that a new drug is about to be born in his own hands made Xu Mingsheng excited. .
Liu Menglin responded loudly, and at the same time secretly glanced at Li Zheng.
Li Zheng laughed dumbly, "I write the paper on the plane, and your second works are indispensable."
Liu Menglin and Zhang Yuejun laughed "hehehe".
Because the Asian Biopharmaceutical Conference was going to be held for three days, the three of them hurried back to arrange their clothes. On the way, Xu Mingsheng suddenly coughed and said solemnly: "Second work, I won't hang up. But the signature of your paper..."
Li Zheng looked at Xu Mingsheng with erratic eyes, and said with a chuckle: "Teacher, I did this experiment in your office. Naturally, there will be the words Xiangjiang University Medical Laboratory in the signature."
Xu Mingsheng's eyes burst, "It's the No. 1 Medical Laboratory of Xiangjiang University!" He didn't want Li Zheng to write a few words less, so that his old buddies were all covered.
Li Zheng dumbly said, "Okay, teacher."
When the three hurried to the airport, Professor Wang, Professor Zhao and female graduate student Yang Ning were already waiting. Professor Wang and Professor Zhao looked suspiciously at the three people with dark circles under their eyes.
"Why have you been there in the past few days? Old Xu, you are almost fifty, and you are not a young man anymore. You can take care of everything." Professor Wang smiled.
Xu Mingsheng laughed "hehe" and didn't answer, waiting for the paper to come out, scaring these two old boys to death!
Professor Wang and Professor Zhao looked at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes. There is something wrong with this old Xu. He usually says that he is old, he has been able to mock you for a long time, and he is so calm today.
But they didn't think much about it, but four or five daylight scenes, what big things can happen, and in the same school, what big things can happen to them?
A group of six people boarded the plane.
"Yang Ning, you and Li Zheng change positions." Xu Mingsheng said suddenly when she reached the seat.
Seats for six people, three people in a row, Yang Ning and Professor Wang were assigned to the window position, the order of six people in the two rows are: Yang Ning, Professor Zhao, Liu Menglin; Professor Wang, Li Zheng, Xu Mingsheng
"Oh good." Yang Ning agreed without thinking, and changed positions with Li Zheng with a smile.
"Old Zhao, I'll change with you too." Xu Mingsheng couldn't help but sat down in the middle of the first row.
Professor Wang and Professor Zhao looked at each other, and they exchanged glances. This old Xu Tou must have a secret! And this secret is also related to Li Zheng!
Li Zheng touched his nose. Of course he understood what Professor Xu meant. By the window, there was Xu Mingsheng on the other side so that he could write the thesis.
When the plane landed smoothly at Tokyo Airport, Li Zheng successfully completed the first draft of the paper.
The six people walked out of the airport with their suitcases talking and laughing. Suddenly Li Zheng's movements stopped and his eyes were attracted by a group of people outside Tokyo Airport.
They were dressed in slightly old-fashioned black suits, and their hair was neatly shaved with mousse. Their serious expressions were in the same step, which formed a sharp contrast with the pedestrians passing by.
A trace of complexity flashed in Li Zheng's eyes. He recognized that the man in his early thirties with black-rimmed glasses among the pedestrians was the professor of Huaqing University, Chen Anbang, who persuaded him to return to China in his previous life. In other words, these people are Chinese scholars who come to participate in the Asian Biopharmaceutical Conference.
Chen Anbang once mentioned that he began to devote himself to the biopharmaceutical field in the 1970s, when the biopharmaceutical environment in China was very bad. Unlike physical chemistry, because it can be transformed into a military force, the state attaches importance to it and is financially inclined. At his time, it was extremely difficult to find a complete drug production line in China.
So at that time, the biopharmaceutical scholars all switched careers, and few of them could stick to it. He once said that the biggest obsession of his colleagues at that time was to introduce a complete drug production line.
"Li Zheng, what are you looking at?" Professor Zhao asked.
Li Zheng turned his head and smiled, "Nothing."
Since Li Hongzhang signed the Nanjing Treaty in 1842, Xiangjiang has been under the rule of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. The people of this generation of Xiangjiang have been educated by the British since their birth. Their feelings for China are probably very complicated.
Six people arrived at the hotel smoothly by taxi. The conference will be officially held at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and they will have a whole evening of free activities.
As soon as Li Zheng arrived in the hotel room, he slept dimly in it, spinning around for five days and four nights. No matter how young his body was, he still had a feeling that he couldn't bear it.
When he woke up again, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and there was a small note left by Xu Mingsheng and the others in the crack of the door.
They said that they had knocked on Li Zheng's door after five o'clock, but there was no response, so they went out to eat first.
Japan in the 1980s was when its economy reached its peak. With one-third of the population of the United States, Japan created nearly half of the GDP of the United States. At the same time, in the early 1980s, Sino-Japanese relations were in the honeymoon period. A survey conducted by the Japanese government in 1980 showed that the Japanese people's affinity for China reached a historic peak of 72.7%, surpassing the United States for the first time.
At 7 or 8 o'clock, the nightlife in Japan has just begun.
Li Zheng felt his stomach, he was a little hungry.
After leaving the hotel, he took a taxi and went straight to Ginza. Li Zheng had been to Japan many times in his previous life, and he was very familiar with some of the old shops with vintages.
He remembered that there was a delicious eel rice on the corner not far from Ginza. The soft and waxy eel melted in the mouth and mixed with avocado, which impressed him deeply.
But he didn't expect that he would meet an acquaintance again before he had the eel rice.
Chen Anbang and several of his colleagues walked out from the department store not far from Ginza, smiling. Yes, one of the great benefits of going abroad for meetings at this time is that you can grant a lot of foreign exchange and buy some practical small electrical appliances from abroad.
The desire of Chinese people to buy is the same as their learning ability, which is carved in the blood of Chinese children.
"Little Chen, don't be sad, there is still a chance next time." An older scholar patted Chen Anbang on the shoulder and said.
"Yes, there will be a chance next time." Chen Anbang said that, but the failure on his face was hard to conceal. After all, it was not easy to go abroad in the 1980s!
Li Zheng hesitated for a moment, and walked forward.
"Hello, do you need help?" He spoke standard Beijing dialect.
When a Chinese scholar was in a foreign country, he suddenly heard the Beijing dialect, and a kind of intimacy came to him. When he turned his head and saw Li Zheng, Professor Meng asked hesitantly: "Are you a Chinese?"
Li Zheng nodded, "I'm from Shenzhen City, Haidong Province, and my grandfather is from Beijing, so I can speak a little Beijing dialect."
A group of professors laughed at the words, and it was really happy to meet the old friend in another country, even if the old friend seemed a little younger.
"Hahaha, Haidong Province? My hometown is also Haidong Province, Guangshi, I am a fellow!" Professor Meng said with a smile.
Li Zheng smiled, and he repeated again: "Need help? Maybe I can help." He felt that he might be able to help China introduce a complete advanced drug production line earlier.
Several professors and scholars naturally didn't think that Li Zheng, a young man, could help much. Professor Meng said casually: "Xiao Chen, I want a cassette player to learn English for his wife, but the foreign exchange is not enough."
Li Zheng was taken aback, foreign exchange? Yes, at that time the foreign exchange going abroad was distributed according to the per capita quota.
Li Zheng looked around and saw a flag painted with Japanese currency symbols on a bungalow not far from the department store.
"Maybe I can help." Li Zheng said with a smile.
In the surprised eyes of the professors, he led them to the bungalow with flags.
"Hey, we're not going to meet a liar, right?" a scholar said softly.
"No, how many sons do we have on our bodies? Some have already been spent. And that young Beijing dialect is quite sleek, we can't doubt our compatriots."
A professor with doubts followed Li Zheng to the door of the cottage.