Smith is a top expert in biology and has a deep understanding of modern medicine. Putting aside other things, Smith can be considered a top talent.
Such a talented person walked into the laboratory and saw the room full of small wooden cabinets and the people in the room fiddling with various grass roots and tree barks. He couldn't help but look confused.
What is this research about?
Researching how to make soup?
He doesn't understand Chinese medicine; he has only heard of it but never seen it.
In fact, Chinese medicine has not been understood by many people for so many years until it declined.
Even if traditional Chinese medicine is popular abroad, it is at best only in Chinatown, where chicken feet and kimchi are not counted.
"Master Hong, I brought you something!" Zeng Wangcai asked someone to put down the herbs that Chen Hong brought. "Take a look at these to see if they are suitable. If not, I'll look for more."
Zeng Wangcai’s hope is that Master Hong, the national player among national players, will have white hair and beard.
"Mingquan, go and check out the medicinal herbs!" Master Hong didn't waste any words and called his eldest disciple.
Several veterans from other research teams came over to watch. They all brought their apprentices with them and did everything themselves.
The disciples took out the medicinal herbs, and Master Hong gathered around them, checking them one by one.
This batch of medicinal materials is a bit tricky. In addition to grass roots and tree barks, there are also some animal medicinal materials that look strange in shape.
"That's right!" Master Hong nodded, holding a herb that Zeng Wangcai didn't recognize. "What did you get last time? It was actually fake. You can fool people with fake medicine for such a big thing. You deserve to be beheaded."
Zeng Wangcai's face was filled with embarrassment, and he was too embarrassed to say that he was the one who found the herbs.
"Well, Master Hong!" Zeng Wangcai immediately changed the subject and pulled Smith and the others over. "These foreigners are at your disposal. Now that we have found the direction, let's improve the formula as soon as possible and start production as soon as possible."
"Why do I need foreigners to serve me? Don't we have enough of our own people?" Master Hong seemed dissatisfied with Zeng Wangcai's arrangement.
Their laboratory has a huge workload. The processing of medicinal materials, the decocting and boiling in the process of making medicines, and the subsequent preparation of decoctions, pills, etc. are all tedious and troublesome tasks.
There is also the matter of giving medication to experimental subjects in batches and conducting regular observations and inquiries every day. These are all things to do.
Master Hong and his companions each only had one or two disciples, and they were simply unable to handle the workload, so Zeng Wangcai simply dismissed Smith and his companions. Anyway, Smith would have to learn some basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine later, so it would be better to get some exposure now.
"You can just make do with them. Let them do some simple work first, and then take the opportunity to explain to them the basic principles of traditional Chinese medicine." Zeng Wangcai said with a smile.
"What? You want us to accept foreigners as your apprentices?" Master Hong glanced sideways, and the other masters stopped what they were doing.
"It's not about taking in apprentices, it's about educating them. In the future, we have to rely on them to market our medicine." Zeng Wangcai expressed his plan.
Fortunately, Master Hong and his colleagues are not conservative. If you had replaced them with some old masters who were proud of their own skills, Zeng Wangcai's plan would not have worked.
This is not because Zeng Wangcai intends to forcefully promote traditional Chinese medicine, but the current situation dictates that traditional Chinese medicine is very likely to be the killer weapon against the virus, so Zeng Wangcai has to bring Smith, who will be of use in the future, to study.
"Okay, whatever you say is what it is!" Master Hong was very open-minded. He glanced at Smith and the others and chuckled, "It's obvious that these foreigners have a weak foundation. Their faces are pale... They are weak. We need to treat them."
Smith and his team are indeed weak. They work like slaves every day and cannot relax mentally. How can they not be weak?
For cattle and horses that are under mental stress, it is normal to feel weak, and it is abnormal if not.
Zeng Wangcai called Smith and the others over: "You will listen to him from now on..." Zeng Wangcai pointed at Master Hong's apprentice Mingquan, "Whatever he tells you to do, you will do it, understand?"
Mingquan knows English, so there is no problem in communicating with him.
How could Smith dare to say no? He nodded hurriedly. Then Mingquan came over, took the pulse of Smith and the others, and prescribed some medicine for them.
"All of you drink this medicine!" Mingquan handed the medicine to Smith, "I will teach you how to make it later. You need to take good care of your body first so that you can work well."
Smith's face turned green when he looked at the grass roots and tree bark. He didn't want to drink it, but he was afraid of Zeng Wangcai, so he had no choice but to agree to it.
Zeng Wangcai didn't care about this at all. He just left after giving instructions.
The medicinal materials arrived, and the subsequent research progress accelerated. At the same time, Zeng Wangcai was constantly urged by Xiaobu, who asked him to fulfill his promise as soon as possible and control the spread of the virus.
Xiaobu couldn't bear it anymore, or rather, the whole world couldn't bear it anymore. Batches of people died in every village every day.
Now, the Yingjiang and Daxiong families are the worst off, and their villages have the highest death toll.
Daxiong was the place where the virus originated. Later, in order to nail Zeng Wangcai to the head, they failed to respond effectively and did not seal it off immediately. As a result, the virus could not be contained at all and spread throughout the village.
Eagle sauce has become the second largest village with deaths, so it’s their own fault.
They kept clamoring for freedom, and when the government asked them to stay at home for observation, they refused to listen and continued running around. Later, the whole village was infected. They were scared after seeing people around them die, and it was too late to continue to stay at home for observation.
Moreover, even so, there are people running around every day.
So Xiaobu asked Zeng Wangcai to go to California as soon as possible, set an example, control the situation in California, and then copy the homework. Otherwise, if this continues, there will be no way to do business in ventilators and masks.
But Zeng Wangcai is not in a hurry. He has to wait for the medicine to be developed, or at least wait until the vaccinated guinea pigs have passed the first observation period.
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