dkrc Chapter 154 \\"Monster\\"
Chapter 154 \\"Monster\\"
Song He was silent, frowning.
It has to be said that Mr. Leng knows how to draw cakes. This is the first time Song He has seen such a big cake sprinkled with "extremely rich" sesame seeds.
Seeing that he was silent, Leng Xiangwen sat in another position and continued talking.
"You don't have to worry about it now, let alone reject it. If you don't start a business now, the fund will not give you money."
"One day you are going to start a business, just ask me, don't say too much, it will not be a problem to support you with millions or tens of millions."
"In addition to financial support, we can also provide you with legal counsel, management talents, and scientific research personnel. Whatever help you need, my family will generously support you."
"This is not a empty promise, it's a promise of real money!"
After Leng Xiangwen finished speaking, he waited quietly.
After a while, Song He finally nodded with a rare and serious expression.
"Thank you very much for your family, and thank you very much! The value of this gift is beyond my imagination. If there is a need in the future, I will consider it."
Song He has no reason to refuse. Although he has no plans to start a business at present, what if he really starts a biotechnology company in the future?
Backed by the system, the development of any broken diet pills is a price drop. Maybe you can try to conquer diabetes, AIDS, and cancer...
"How much will Brother Zhuang Xia give you for your improved engineering bacteria?" Leng Xiangwen suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked.
Zhuang Qiyan also looked curiously, "Yes, what is my second brother's asking price?"
Song He's first reaction was that this matter cannot be said casually.
But Leng Xiangwen's expression seemed to be very familiar with Zhuang Xia, and Zhuang Xia's own sister didn't feel disgusted. Thinking about the people in their circle, how can there be any secrets about such trivial matters?
"He gave me the contract and asked me to write the price myself." Song He was troubled, "I haven't decided how much to write yet."
"Write it up hard! My brother has money, just tap it." Zhuang Qiyan said seriously.
"Indeed, just write boldly." Leng Xiangwen's reaction was exactly the same.
Song He had black hair, "Old Zhuang, that's your brother! Is it really appropriate for you to encourage me to take money from your brother?"
Zhuang Qiyan glanced at someone, "What's inappropriate? This young master mobilized his family members to bribe you with millions!"
Leng Xiangwen gave her an angry look.
"Didn't you change 28 kinds of engineered bacteria? They are packaged and sold for 10,000 yuan, and they are sold for 280,000 yuan." Leng Xiangwen suggested.
"Isn't 10,000 yuan for one kind too harsh?" Song He was shocked, "I only did it for a week, and sometimes I changed several kinds in one afternoon!"
"Young master doesn't understand the market, one kind of 50,000 is no problem." Zhuang Qiyan refuted, "28 pieces, sold for 1.4 million in a package."
Song He was dumbfounded.
Like a lightning strike!
"1.4 million? Are you crazy!" Song He was shocked, and lowered his voice, "I worked for a week, and you said I can earn a house? Can we give some reliable advice?"
"A research and development team led by a professor and 10 graduate students will have to work for eight months to produce these engineering bacteria." Zhuang Qiyan counted with her fingers, "Professors pay 30,000 a month, and graduate students pay 8,000 a month. You do the math." How much is eight months?"
"880,000." Leng Xiangwen blurted out, "This is just salary, not including materials and equipment."
Song He's head was a little dazed, he guessed that the engineering bacteria might be valuable, but he didn't guess that it was more expensive than gold!
Alchemy can be done in a small way, but if you really turn stone into gold, you still have to visit the laboratory?
"I'm slow, I'm slow." Song He rubbed his temples, "Old Zhuang, what is your gift?"
"I thought I was a great gift, but Shui Leng Xiang Wen let me compare." Zhuang Qiyan pouted dissatisfiedly, took out a small crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it over.
"What is this?" Song He was puzzled by the two strings of numbers on the paper.
"Account password, you can sell the questions now." Zhuang Qiyan smiled awkwardly, "But it seems to be late, you can make more money than selling questions if you play around in the lab."
"Not too late!" Song He said happily, "Thank you! This gift is great!"
By selling questions online, making money is second, the most important thing is to earn knowledge rebates and resentment points!
Song He is sure to come up with some extremely tricky and disgusting questions. When students from all over the world see the questions, they will definitely feel physically uncomfortable, scold the person who made the question, and express a lot of resentment!
When the students hold their noses and compare the answers to learn the questions, it will be another wave of knowledge rebates!
Selling the questions is the real profit, Song He quickly put away the note.
"Are you still in the laboratory next week?" Zhuang Qiyan suddenly asked, "Continue to modify the engineering bacteria?"
"No, I want to go to the first laboratory to learn antibiotic research and development." Song He said, "The professors have a good relationship with me, I wonder if they will agree to me."
"It's definitely fine." Leng Xiangwen said.
"What kind of antibiotics does your family want to develop?" Song He asked Xiaohua, "Macrolides? Aminoglycosides? β-lactams?"
"I don't understand the technical terms you are talking about..." Zhuang Qiyan's eyes were stupid and cute, "I only know that they are antibiotics against super bacteria. Now many ICUs have grown some super bacteria. Vancomycin and meropenem can kill them at the same time." Not dead."
Song He suddenly realized, and his face suddenly sank.
Vancomycin belongs to the last line of defense in the antibiotic industry. It has severe side effects, strong ototoxicity and nephrotoxicity, and stimulates the gastrointestinal tract and nervous system. It is more toxic than many historical generations of antibiotics.
If the patient fails to use a bunch of other antibiotics, and finally takes the risk of using vancomycin to save his life, he is rescued and discharged from the hospital.
Domestic restrictions are relatively strict, and at least a deputy director can open it. In many foreign regions, it began to be used indiscriminately more than ten years ago.
Now, the last line of defense has been breached, and the severity of the situation can be imagined!
Zhao Yiyi ran over and poked Song He's face with his meal card, "We're done eating!"
"Let's go, please cook." Song He took the meal card and got up.
Zhuang Qiyan and Leng Xiangwen got up together, and followed him to the dining window.
...
north.
200 meters underground, a secret base.
The sterile ward was lit with pale lights.
On the hospital bed, a "monster" lay flat like a corpse.
If you look closely, you can see that the "monster" is a person, but the whole person seems to be fished out of a concentrated sulfuric acid pool, the skin all over the body is swollen and festered, the surface of the arms is faintly blue, the hair and eyebrows have all fallen off, and red spots are all over the top of the head .
There were bloodstains and torn skin on the clean white sheets.
With so many injuries all over his body, it was hard to imagine that the monster could survive, and it was even more difficult to imagine how much pain the monster was suffering.
Outside the glass wall of the ward, stood a man wearing a heavy orange-red chemical protective suit.
Inside the mask of the chemical protective suit, there was a hard young face, Yu Anbang.
Yu Anbang's face was livid, his eyes were reddish, he silently watched the monster on the hospital bed, feeling as if he was suffocating.
"Don't look at it, the more you look at it, the more uncomfortable it will be." An old voice sounded from behind, "Old Zhao is going blind, and he can't see you."
The old man in the orange-red chemical protective suit was sitting in a wheelchair, shaking the wheelchair and moving forward slowly. The two trouser legs of the chemical protective suit were slumped, and there was nothing inside.
"Professor Ma... how did Lao Zhao do this?" Yu Anbang turned around, his tone trembling, and looked at the wheelchair old man.
"You promise to stay and help, try to save Lao Zhao, sign a non-disclosure agreement, and I'll tell you later." Professor Ma lifted his buttocks and took out a document from under his buttocks.
Without hesitation, Yu Anbang turned to the end of the document and signed it.
"Is your mental quality good? Are you afraid of seeing dead people?" Professor Ma retracted the document.
"no problem."
"Go back and get the sample bottle. The car will start in ten minutes and take you to the scene of Lao Zhao's accident." Professor Ma said in a deep voice, "Be mentally prepared, that place was during the Anti-Japanese War."
Without hesitation, Yu Anbang left quickly to get work equipment.
"Don't take off the chemical-proof suit! Lao Zhao is infected with a variety of deadly bacteria that have been infected with biochemical warfare agents. Various antibiotics have been used. Vancomycin, meropenem and the like are ineffective. There are no curable antibiotics for the time being." Professor Ma Let out a long sigh.