Siheyuan: Building a strong dragon country on the eve of the anti-eagle war

"Zheng, Zheng'er, do you really think so?"

Meng Baishan stood up excitedly. He had more say than any other elder present.

He had also thought about this before. After all, traditional Chinese medicine has its advantages. Of course, traditional Chinese medicine is not complete. At this time, Western medicine is the best supplement.

For this reason, Meng Baishan also discussed this matter with others and made suggestions to the Ministry of Health at that time.

But, wrong time, wrong person.

Meng Baishan's move was regarded as heresy, and he was ridiculed by many of his colleagues, who accused him of forgetting his roots and betraying his ancestors.

In order to survive, Meng Baishan had no choice but to be assimilated.

Until today, Meng Baishan heard the words "integration of Chinese and Western medicine" again, and the high-spirited man of the past seemed to have returned.

"Old Meng, are you too excited?"

Zhang Guoshou on the side joked, and the other elderly people laughed along.

Meng Baishan said excitedly: "Zhang Guoshou, everyone, I wonder if you have heard of my story before?

When I was young and returned from studying abroad, I had the same idea as Zheng Er.

It’s a pity that it was not accepted by the entire medical community at that time.”

Old Qin spoke up, "Bai Shan, I am ashamed to say this. When I was young, I was one of the people who made fun of you.

It wasn't until now that I figured out what was going on.

The reason you were excluded at that time was, to put it bluntly, a conflict of interests.”

Dean Leng also spoke up, "Yes, I have been a doctor all my life, and it was not until I got older that I realized I could see more things clearly.

Zheng Er, you are very good. You have expressed the ideas that we old guys dare not say. "

Zhang Guoshou continued, "Yes, I'm not kidding you guys. I have the title of national champion, but I actually want to develop a Western medicine course.

But I am still hesitant, fearing that you will call me the sinner of traditional Chinese medicine.

Now it seems that Zheng'er is the only one with a pure and innocent heart.

For the sake of the people and saving lives, anything that is beneficial to our New Dragon Country can be adopted."

"Well, Zheng Er is the best. I like him the most."

Another old man joked.

Zheng Guo smiled shyly, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng, Mr. Qin, Mr. Leng... In fact, it is because you set a good example that I dare to mention it like this.

If I tell this to someone like Zhang Shengshou, the result won’t be good.”

"Hahaha……"

Several old people laughed.

"By the way, Zheng Er, please continue to tell me your solution!"

Zheng Guo cleared his throat, “I got off topic earlier, let me talk now.

Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng... I think it is very simple for our University of Traditional Chinese Medicine to solve the problem of money. "

Upon hearing this, several old men immediately opened their eyes wide, as if the things they were worried about were just a drizzle in Zheng State.

"Everyone, we can say that we have the most classic prescription of Dragon Country in our hands. If we produce the prescription into finished medicine, let alone export it, we can make a lot of money just from the market of our New Dragon Country.

Of course, we can lower the price for domestic use to benefit the people of our New Dragon Nation. As for export, the price must be at least several times higher."

"That's it? This is too simple.

But why didn’t we think of this? I own a clinic.”

As soon as Zhang Guoshou finished speaking, Old Qin continued, "I am the chief pharmacist of Tong Ren Tang. Not to mention the distant past, our Tong Ren Tang makes a very considerable profit every year from selling medicinal materials.

If this can be made into a finished drug, its prospects can be described as a treasure trove.”

"Alas, we are old, and the world now really belongs to the young."

Dean Leng couldn't help but sigh.

“Yeah, we are old.

But fortunately, our successors are very capable, much better than us.

Zheng Er, if one day I..."

"Zhang Guoshou, please stop. I see that you are in good health and can live for at least another 20 to 30 years."

"Go to hell, you just know how to make me happy."

The group then had a detailed discussion on opening a pharmaceutical factory.

With the funds provided by Zheng Guo’s prescription share, building a factory and purchasing medicinal materials can be easily accomplished.

As for what medicine to produce, it may be difficult for others, but for several elderly people, they have enough experience and they almost all know clearly what medicine the people need most.

At present, it is only necessary to produce a few drugs that meet the needs of the general public to develop the pharmaceutical factory.

Once the pharmaceutical factory expands in size, it will be able to produce niche drugs until it covers even more niche drugs.

The old men finished their excited discussion.

At this time, Zhang Guoshou suggested: "Everyone, Zheng Er contributed the most to this matter, providing funds and coming up with ideas. We old guys can't take advantage of Zheng Er just because we are old.

I proposed that after the pharmaceutical factory is established, Zheng Er should own half of it, and the remaining half should be enough for the school. After all, the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a public school, and the Ministry of Education cannot keep blocking our funding.”

"I agree!"

"I agree……"

Several elderly people immediately raised their hands in agreement.

Jungkook smiled sheepishly, "I object!"

"Zheng'er, you!"

Zhang Guoshou looked at Zheng Guo angrily. He was fighting for the interests that Zheng Guo deserved, but this brat...

"Zheng'er, please don't object, okay?

You are still young and you don't understand this.

In short, if you put in the effort, you should get something in return.”

“Yes, Zheng Er, you have to listen to Mr. Qin.

We have been through a lot in our lives, and your selflessness is certainly admirable, but I think the money will be more useful in your hands."

Zheng Guo was speechless. It seemed like these guys were just forcing it on him.

Of course, it’s not that he doesn’t want these shares. With 50% of the shares and several medical experts in charge, the prospects of the pharmaceutical factory are self-evident.

However, the shares given to him were too many, making him feel like he was eating alone.

Zheng Guo liked this feeling very much.

It's true that he likes money, but at least he has to feel comfortable about it.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng... I know you are doing this for my own good.

Secondly, I am not that selfless. I just feel that since we are all setting up a pharmaceutical company together, why don’t you take shares and give me shares? This is unreasonable.”

Several old people smiled with relief. The more Zheng Guo was like this, the more they preferred this child.

Zhang Guo stroked his beard and said, "Zheng'er, we are all old men who are about to be buried, why do we need so much money?

You are different from us. We all know you have a greater mission, so just be obedient."

"That's right, Zheng'er, just listen to Zhang Guoshou. This is also what we mean."

"Ok!"

Several elderly people expressed their opinions one after another.

But the more the old men did this, the more embarrassed Zheng Guo became to agree.

Yes, that's how he is. If others treat him badly, he will definitely fight back and retaliate.

But if others were good to him, Zheng Guo would want to give back double to those who were good to him.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng...do you think this is okay?

I personally own 20% of the share, and each of you owns 10%.

If you don't agree to this proposal, I won't take my 20% share.

You can be selfless for the medical science of Xinlong Country, so can I!"