Chapter 95: Rebirth

Three days later

Professor Zhang, with dark circles under his eyes, held up the test data and exclaimed, "It works. It really does."

The researchers who had spent three days with him were also ecstatic.

"Now we just need human trials," a researcher said.

As soon as these words were spoken, the joy on everyone's faces faded. This medicine was too strange and too effective, but repeated data comparisons and animal tests over three days confirmed the authenticity of this medicine.

But the time is too short!

Who dares to put this drug into human trials?

At that time, how can we tell patients that this drug has only been studied for three days?

"Professor Zhang, I heard that other professors who are doing cancer research have also obtained information and drugs. They have been conducting experiments and research in the past three days. Perhaps we can discuss it with them." The assistant who had been handling external affairs showed his importance at this time.

"Really?" After Professor Zhang got the information and drugs, he immersed himself in the research and had no time to pay attention to the outside world. The researchers he called back to work with him also worked day and night for the past three days and didn't even go home. Naturally, they didn't know the news outside.

"Of course it's true." The assistant nodded heavily. He had the contact information of other professors' assistants, and they even had a special small group to share information with each other.

"Okay, get in touch quickly and we'll discuss it right away." Professor Zhang was very anxious.

Half an hour later

Professors and experts in the field of tumor research gathered in a large conference room. After exchanging the information and drugs they had obtained, they discovered that the manufacturer of the drugs was a pharmaceutical factory called Pangu.

Does their Blue Star have such a pharmaceutical factory? And the name is obvious from the moment it is mentioned that it belongs to China. Only Chinese people would know what Pangu means.

They couldn't find this strange pharmaceutical company, and they didn't know who sent the information in everyone's hands. These questions will be discussed later. What they need now is to use the drugs for human trials.

After brainstorming, the group decided to report the situation to the government first. So they made a lot of phone calls, and the government quickly sent people. After confirming the effectiveness of the drug, they arranged a group of patients for them in the afternoon.

This group of people are basically terminal cancer patients who have already been given death notices by doctors, but the state still sends special personnel to negotiate with them one by one, telling them the origin and risks of the drugs. If they are willing to try, regardless of success or failure, their families will receive a considerable amount of compensation. If they are unwilling, the state will not force them.

In this way, under the efficient operation of the country, five patients of each disease were found for the professors in one afternoon and were admitted to special wards.

The three pills were taken in several doses according to the instructions, and medical staff, professors and researchers paid close attention throughout the process.

"Hi, this is my first time being examined by so many people." Lying on the hospital bed was a middle-aged man with sunken cheeks. He used to have flesh on his face, but after being diagnosed with advanced liver cancer, he became emaciated in just three months.

"Me too." The person in the next bed was an old man with a face as pale as gold paper. Judging from his face, he was terminally ill and would not live long. He did not even have the strength to answer the middle-aged man. However, after taking a pill, he became energetic in just half an hour and even talked to the middle-aged man.

"Old man, how long have you had this disease?" The middle-aged man felt that the pain in his body seemed to have eased a lot. He didn't know whether it was the effect of the medicine or a psychological effect. Anyway, he really wanted to find someone to talk to, and the only person around him was this old man who exhaled more than he inhaled after being pushed in.

He watched as the medical staff connected the old man to various monitoring devices and even took a lot of effort to insert the medicine. At that time, he was still complaining in his heart, is there any need to save this old man?

Hey, who would have thought that in just half an hour, the old man would actually respond to him.

"It's been a year." The old man sighed.

"Well, old man, you are very lucky. Look, I have become so thin just three months after being diagnosed." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

In order to treat this disease, all the family savings were used up, and his wife even had to sell the house to pay for his treatment. He felt that he could no longer burden his wife and children, so he planned to sneak away while his wife came home to rest and find a place to die.

As a result, at this time, people from the country came to his door. When he heard that there would be a large sum of compensation, he agreed without hesitation.

Don't know where the medicine came from? It doesn't matter!

Only tested on animals? Not important!

I wonder if there are any side effects? It doesn’t matter!

As long as he could leave some money for his wife and children, he would be willing to take poison immediately.

"Yeah, I'm so lucky!"

If his family and country had not given up on him, he would have died long ago. Why save a useless old man like him? Wouldn't it be better to give the resources to young people?

As the middle-aged man and the old man chatted, he noticed that the old man's complexion had improved significantly. He could see the yellow color on his face, like gold paper, fading away bit by bit.

"Master, you look much better."

"Really? I feel like my breathing is much smoother. Is that medicine working? Hahaha... Ugh..." The old man just laughed twice and suddenly turned around and started vomiting violently.

"Old man." The middle-aged man got up in fear and frantically pressed the call bell at the head of the bed.

A group of medical staff rushed in and saw the old man lying on the bed and vomiting.

"He was getting better just now, and his complexion looked much better. I don't know why he started vomiting." The middle-aged man described the situation loudly.

"Okay, we got it. Mr. Lin, please be patient." A nurse came over, comforted the middle-aged man, and asked him to lie back on the bed first.

"Really, he's really gotten much better now, and he even talked to me a lot."

"Okay, we understand." The nurse pulled up the curtain between the two beds. The middle-aged man could only see the figure swaying opposite him and heard some words like "rescue immediately".

Just when the middle-aged man thought that the old man was no longer able to survive, a nurse came and pushed him out along with the hospital bed.

"Hey?" Why am I leaving? The middle-aged man didn't understand. Soon he was sent to another ward. It was a triple room, and with him, there were four people in it. The ward felt a little crowded, but the atmosphere was much better.

When he went in, the three people inside were discussing the old man's condition. They seemed to be in good condition, but the middle-aged man was always worried about the old man's condition and had no intention of joining their conversation. Until the second medicine was delivered, he pulled the nurse and asked what was wrong with the old man.

"You are asking about Mr. Huang, right? He has been rescued and is not in danger of life." The nurse was obviously in a good mood.

"Mr. Huang?" This title makes it seem like the old man is not an ordinary person.

"Yes, don't you know? Mr. Huang is a top expert in nuclear energy research in our country." The nurse lowered her voice. She only knew the old man's identity after the popularization of science by her predecessors.

Is the old man so powerful?

The middle-aged man took the second pill. He now hoped that this medicine must be effective. It didn’t matter what happened to him. As long as Mr. Huang could survive, it would be the best.

He is just an insignificant person, but Mr. Huang is a national treasure. As long as he is alive, he can create more value for the country.

After taking the third pill, it was already early morning. Everyone took the medicine and slept until dawn.

"I feel better now." A patient who was seriously ill and had been bedridden for several months suddenly sat up on his own and waved his limbs happily.

"My stomach doesn't hurt anymore." A patient who suffered from daily stomach pain due to advanced gastric cancer, pressed the stomach area that no longer hurt and felt comfortable all over.

A lung cancer patient who suffers from shortness of breath, cough, blood in sputum... and pain with every breath of air he breathes every day, finally had a good night's sleep.

…

The moment they opened their eyes, everyone felt a difference. The dull pain that had been causing them the disease had completely disappeared. Their breathing became smoother and their bodies felt lighter, making them unable to help but shout out loud.

Today, cancer patients later called it——

newborn!