Please follow the doctor's advice

"Brother Xu, you understand me so well." Li Chaoyue held up the teacup and touched him vainly.

Xu Yiren couldn't help but get a little serious - being on the front line, he was naturally extremely sensitive to this topic.

In recent years, foreign pharmaceutical companies have poured in like crucian carp across the river, and many of them have acquired patents for a class of new drugs and new technologies under the banner of exchange and learning and achievement sharing.Once these achievements "go abroad" and are packaged, the price will be different when they come back.Moreover, such drugs are often not included in the scope of medical insurance, and patients either sell the pot out of their own pockets, or can only watch helplessly and miss the best time to take the medicine.

It’s not that scholars who sell patents and research results are only seeking profit, but because the cost of researching new drugs is so high that most pharmaceutical companies in China cannot afford it independently. Under such circumstances, the only way to create new drugs is to seek capital support. .

So what are domestic pharmaceutical companies doing?

Due to the low barriers to entry and the "quick" investment results, many speculators are optimistic about the huge domestic market demand, buy a few production lines, build a few warehouses, and start racking their brains to use various means and contacts to promote drugs. Undoubtedly, most of the products produced under these conditions are repetitive and low-quality general drugs. Under the price pressure of unhealthy competition, this part of the pharmaceutical companies themselves can hardly protect themselves, let alone have no "interest" to spend large sums of money to support the research and development of new drugs.

Under the double pressure, it has led to the current situation of serious technology loss.

In short, Li Chaoyue could not choose Baixun without hesitation, because he considered that the progress of research and development could not be guaranteed to the greatest extent; he could not decide to choose the first company. In addition to hard work, he was also worried that the research results could not be used by domestic patients. .

In fact, if the two evils are the lesser...Xu Yiren suddenly became curious about a question: "How much did they pay you?"

"Hey?" Li Chaoyue thought for a while, "Old Xu Xiang Baixun, stop me, I haven't talked about it yet. But it will definitely be enough for me to buy a house and marry a wife immediately, and I can also take my parents come over."

Xu Yiren silently took two sips of the cold mung bean porridge: "I still think Baixun is better."

Li Chaoyue said with emotion: "Hey, let's talk about it after seeing it. Brother Xu, I feel the same as marrying my daughter."

"Ah."

That's right, Xu Yiren felt worried for him when he heard it.

Li Chaoyue: "I'm afraid that my daughter will have a bad life in the future."

"Ah."

"I'm upset."

"Ah."

"Then can I have a drink?"

"……cannot."

Li Chaoyue smiled, and took a toothpick to pierce a piece of watermelon and handed it to Xu Yiren: "Brother Xu, your reaction is really fast, awesome! Eat watermelon!"

Xu Yiren took it and put it in his mouth.

Li Chaoyue didn't know what he thought of again, "Hey?"

Xu Yiren raised his full attention and was ready to jump over his trap at any time.

Li Chaoyue pointed to the bowl: "Brother Xu, didn't you just order the one without sugar? Why is this mung bean porridge so sweet?

It was only then that Xu Yiren realized that not only the mung bean porridge was sweet, but also that the ears that had heard the secret just now... were a little warm.

Among the classmates from childhood to adulthood, some are already married or even have children, while some are still "doing their homework", climbing up and down the bunk, or working hard on the front line every day for the awesomeness they boasted at the beginning-such as Li Chaoyue, such as Xu Yiren.

On this day, the affiliated hospital received a patient with a ruptured heart, which was the deadliest thing Xu Yiren had ever seen and heard—his chest had been pierced bloody by a sharp knife, yet he was able to hold on until the last breath. Hospital.

Director Lu of the Cardiac Surgery Department took Lu Chuan and Xu Yiren to the battle in person, and directly opened the chest.A knife was made along the fifth rib, and the blood gushed out immediately. Before the accumulated blood was removed, the patient's breathing stopped, and the blood pressure could not even be measured by an instrument.

Director Lu gritted his teeth and opened the pericardium, pressed the myocardium to push the blood, boosted the heart pressure, and rescued it without stopping for a second, but after the operative field was fully exposed, everyone's heart sank.

The assailant almost hit a key part with a knife, not only the heart ruptured, but even some heart muscle was stabbed beyond recognition.In this case, it is too late to call artificial valves and fillers immediately.

The door of the operating room was suddenly unlocked, and the voice of the deputy director in charge came from the intercom: "The patient will be handed over to Director Lin of Baixun General Hospital, and everyone is ready to hand over the work."

An elderly nurse in the operating room opened the door of the operating room: "Dean, the patient has..."

A cold male voice interrupted the nurse: "It can be saved if it is not cold."

The mask covered most of his face, but Xu Yiren could still recognize the owner of those eyes at a glance. Coupled with the arrogantly dyed golden hair exposed under the surgical cap, it was definitely Lin Lang who came.

"Please clear the room, thank you." While speaking, Lin Lang had brought two assistants and four nurses to the operating table.

Director Lu, Xu Yiren, and Lu Chuan retreated outside the operating room to record the consultation and rescue. Xu Yiren couldn't help but whispered to his brother, "Can people still be saved?"

Lu Chuan shook his head: "The injury is too serious, and I can't fight back. Even if I can fight back, the patient can't afford to wait."

It was the same as Xu Yiren's judgment.Of course he wanted to save people, but according to the trend just now, he might not be able to do more than the director.If people really have souls, the patient's soul would probably have floated out of the hospital by now.

Hearing their conversation, Director Lu turned his head: "Deputy Director Lin has cured many seriously injured patients in the past two years. There may be hope for this one. You take turns to change into clean clothes and wait here. If If there is a need in there, you can go on top."

Director Lu is Xu Yiren's mentor, he has always been extremely strict with his disciples, it seems that no one can be praised like him.

In Xu Yiren's memory, Lin Lang's grades in school were at the "cradle tail" level at the beginning. He passed a few exams and passed a few exams. After finally improving a bit, he suddenly went abroad. After returning, he entered directly. In Baixun Hospital, he became the chief physician within a few years.

As for his success along the way, some people say that he is the brother-in-law of the current chairman of Baixun, while others say that he is the illegitimate son of the old chairman of Baixun.

Xu Yiren knew that it wasn't a day or two since Lin Lang's "hack".

At that time, the students in the class came from all over the country, and they were just acquaintances, but a boy in the same dormitory was "like returning home" with Lin Lang, such as collecting books and clothes, fetching food and water before and after running, washing clothes and cleaning the table, There is almost nothing that is not done for you, Lin Lang has accepted all this with peace of mind from the beginning to the end.

One day after the lights were turned off, the hard-working boy ran to the public pool at the end of the corridor to help Lin Lang wash his clothes, while the second-generation ancestor himself was lying on the bed listening to music and waiting for Duke Zhou.

Xu Yiren heard a long sigh coming from the opposite bed, he thought to himself, does Chao Chao also dislike Lin Lang?

Li Chaoyue muttered to himself: "Young man, why do you think this is?"

"Why?" Xu Yiren asked in a low voice.

"Why is Lin Lang's life so good? It's fine if someone helps him wash his clothes at home, but when it's time to go to school, someone will help him wash it. Why didn't anyone jump out and ask me to wash it for me?"

"..." Xu Yiren said, "It's because you moved too fast. Every time you take off your front feet, you wash your back feet by yourself."

Li Chaoyue: "I can't help it, I sweat a lot, and it will stink if I don't wash it for a while."

That night, Xu Yiren had a dream.

Li Chaoyue was playing basketball on the court, and his clothes were soaked, so he took off his shirt and threw it under the ball rack, and went into battle shirtless.And he was defending on the perimeter, passing the ball in front of him, turning his back on him and trying to turn around.

The dripping sweat on his back reflected the dazzling sunlight in the summer afternoon to Xu Yiren's eyes, and the collision of limbs made his body change rapidly.At the moment of his stiffness, Li Chaoyue turned around and shot.

The ball scored, Xu Yiren woke up with a start.

There was a lot of snoring in the bedroom late at night, and it seemed that the neighbor could still be heard.

Xu Yiren watched his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, silently counting the human muscle distribution map he saw in his dream: trapezius, latissimus dorsi, deltoid, triceps...

sleepless nights.

It was just too loud.

There is a saying that "Scholars should look at each other with admiration for three days". It has been several years. Although Xu Yiren doesn't like Lin Lang, he still looks forward to a miracle.

Not only did Baixun General Hospital contribute their efforts, but even medical equipment was called in urgently.Seeing two or three instruments that he had only seen in medical publications, and whose purpose he could not fully describe exactly, were pushed into the operating room, Xu Yiren couldn't help thinking that even Baixun's level could be regarded by Li Chaoyue as "a little worse." ", "Research and development is indefinite", then who is the other company he wants to cooperate with?What kind of "science fiction" is it?

Perhaps, that is another world that he will never have access to.

He has exhausted all his strength just to fight here.

Respiratory arrest, heart rupture, and other vital signs have disappeared except for the flat image of the EEG that has not reached the specified duration and cannot be declared clinical death. If such efforts are made to continue the rescue, more than 99.9% of the probability may be for nothing. .

The brother asked a nurse on standby next to him: "Who is this injured person?"

The nurse whispered, "The police came just now, and I seem to have heard them say that Boss Baixun was attempted murder, and the patient who entered was the only witness at the scene."

No wonder.According to the rumors, Boss Baixun was either Lin Lang's biological father or godfather, no wonder they were desperately trying to save witnesses.

The senior brother gave a clear "Oh": "Director Lin, this is no different from bringing the dead back to life. Yiren, go and change into clean clothes first, they have enough people, and we won't be needed for a while. "

Xu Yiren looked down at the blood on the overalls.With several years of surgical experience, he has long been accustomed to such blood stains, and he is not in a hurry to change them. He wants to witness miracles happen just across the wall.But thinking that he won't be needed here for a while, he went as promised, bought a few bottles of Gatorade, drank one bottle himself, and brought the rest to his colleagues.

After he came back after changing clothes, a message came from the operating room: "The patient has been able to detect vital signs."

Xu Yiren's hand was clenched suddenly.