Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Wei Zhenxue was completely entangled in the pigeon cage.

As Wang Xiaoyun said, pigeons are sensitive to vomiting, and they will vomit food if they eat something inappropriate. And deferiprone not only tastes bad, but also may directly stimulate the central nervous system.

Therefore, even if people take insensitive drugs, pigeons may have a vomiting reaction.

And whenever this happened, Wei Zhenxue had to clean the loft obediently, lest the animals get sick and give wrong reminders.

At the same time, the continuous purchase of experimental pigeons increased the burden on the loft, and Wei Zhenxue had to spend most of his time on this every day.

Compared with severe allergies, liver and kidney failure and other problems, vomiting reaction is one of the milder side effects of drugs, and it is also a type of side effect that is allowed to pass the review.

Therefore, for several days in a row, everyone in the project team was relieved to see that various active substances had only produced slight side effects, except Wei Zhenxue.

After persisting for a few more days, Wei Zhenxue could no longer bear the connotation of the work of a super shit shovel officer, and begged for mercy: "Give me another job, there are too many pigeons."

"There are not as many pigeons as mice." Wang Xiaoyun vetoed Wei Zhenxue's request without looking back. Ever since Wei Zhenxue made fun of her, Wang Xiaoyun has been holding back her energy for revenge.

Wei Zhenxue thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "It's fine to let me be in charge of the mice."

"Aren't you screaming like a mouse all the time? What's the matter, you know how to respect the little white mouse"

Wei Zhenxue chuckled: "I'm a slow learner."

"I think you are scared. I will give you both rats and mice, right?" Wang Xiaoyun knows Wei Zhenxue too well.

Wei Zhenxue denied it. He laughed and said, "You are judging the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Wang Xiaoyun snorted and said, "You don't care about mice or rats, you just care about pigeons."

Wei Zhenxue oops, punched himself on the thigh, and said: "I was wrong. I was wrong. I am a villain, you are a gentleman, please, these pigeons vomit all day, I really can't stand it gone."

"Talk to Yang Rui, I don't care." Wang Xiaoyun lifted her chin and pushed Wei Zhenxue out of the breeding yard.

After closing the door, Wang Xiaoyun turned around and asked Grace, who was watching the excitement, with some uncertainty. Said: "The vomiting reaction of deferiprone seems to be more than expected, is it normal?"

"It's not very normal. But it's not a major problem." Grace thought about it and said in English, "Maybe deferiprone will have a more serious vomiting reaction."

Wang Xiaoyun was taken aback: "Severe vomiting reaction, but it's normal"

Grace gave her an unexpected look, and then realized that she was not in a pharmaceutical company. So he explained: "Severe vomiting is of course bad for cold medicine, but it is troublesome for iron chelators for thalassemia, but it can be tolerated like chemotherapy drugs. The right to choose, isn't it?"

"Because patients have no right to choose. If we make medicines, shouldn't we do better?" Wang Xiaoyun's eyes rounded up.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Grace's mouth, and said, "We don't have the right to choose either."

Wang Xiaoyun was in a daze: "Is there really no way?"

"We only have more than 30 active substances of deferiprone, and there are less than 30 left." Grace curled her lips and said, "Our choices are less than 30."

"So, even if there are serious side effects."

"Vomiting is not a serious side effect. We have to choose the compound with the best efficacy. In addition, choosing the compound that is the easiest to pass the clinical trial is the greatest responsibility to the patient. Grace looked at Wang Xiaoyun and said: "You know why I would like to Join Sinovel Labs with a lower salary”

Wang Xiaoyun thought to herself: Most likely she has taken a fancy to Yang Rui.

She was not ashamed to say it, Grace said: "I am because of Yang Rui's ability to commercialize deferiprone. It is his ability to complete the work done by ten medicinal chemists alone.

It is also his ability to distinguish between ideals and reality. "

"If you aim high"

"The current goal is high enough." Grace said calmly: "British pharmaceutical companies spend an average of 85 million pounds to market a drug. Do you think Sinovel Labs is worth 85 million pounds?"

Domestic news is blocked, especially news from the industry, which is rarely transmitted back to the country, and the scope of transmission is even narrower. This is the first time Wang Xiaoyun has heard such a large sum of 85 million pounds. The size of the money.

In short, it is more valuable than any single university and research institute in China.

Wang Xiaoyun's lips moved twice, and said, "Is there no other way?"

"Maybe, based on the current research, it may be more safe and improve the quality of life of patients. But Yang Rui did not choose." Grace paused, and said: "We have discussed this issue, and I agree with Yang Rui's Opinion. It is more expensive, and the price of finished drugs is also higher, and the safety and quality of life it improves do not meet the needs of the Chinese market.”

"If you have money, you can enjoy good things. If you don't have money, you deserve to suffer." Wang Xiaoyun was indignant.

This sentence was difficult to understand in English. After thinking about it for a while, Grace nodded and said, "I agree with your point of view."

"That's not my point of view."

"Better."

"I thought you were against money first"

"Just because I don't need to work to make money, it doesn't mean I don't know the role of money. I'm not a hopeless environmentalist or animal protectionist. Neither is Yang Rui." After Grace finished speaking, she stretched her waist, Said: "The experiment went well. I am going to go to the Great Wall tomorrow. Are you going?"

"Let me think about it." Wang Xiaoyun was hit by too many heresies in the West, and her brain ached.

the next day.

Grace put on her jacket, showing her long legs, and carried a mountaineering bag on her back, and went to the Great Wall with Yang Rui, along with Wei Zhenxue, Huang Mao and others.

Yang Rui felt that he owed Grace a little, so he decided to do his best as a landlord. Wei Zhenxue's mind was more pure, he just wanted not to raise pigeons.

Along the way, Wei Zhenxue graciously waited on the left and right, serving tea in the left hand and towels in the right, and let Yang Rui drive him.

If it weren't for his physical strength, he even wanted to take over the hiking bags of Yang Rui and Grace.

After climbing up the Great Wall like this, Wei Zhenxue was out of breath and looked like he was about to die.

Yang Rui looked tired for him and asked, "Is it necessary?"

"Of course, you don't know the hardships of raising pigeons. These birds don't even know how to find a fixed place when they shit," Wei Zhenxue took the opportunity to cry.

Yang Rui waved his hand and interrupted him: "I mean, is it worth it? I'm tired enough to climb the city wall."

Wei Zhenxue gasped, leaning on the ancient city wall, and said lyrically: "It's worth wiping your face every day than wiping the shit of pigeons every day."