The treatment of tuberculosis is a slow and meticulous process, and it is impossible to see the results immediately.
Foreigners want to verify whether the "Epyridamole Tablets" are really effective, and this process will take at least 3 months.
Therefore, no matter how the Harvard University team wants to take over the clinical work, Lin Sanqi will cooperate unconditionally.
The design of Harvard's medical team is also quite reasonable. Professor Anthony treats patients in the outpatient clinic, Professor Theodore is in charge of the ward, and X-rays, sputum cultures and blood tests are also the responsibility of the American doctors themselves.
As long as China provides the necessary inspection equipment and medicines, the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital will have an extra "ward", and the patients will have to provide their own dry food.
Among these, anti-tuberculosis drugs are the top priority.
Now only a very small number of senior leaders know that anti-tuberculosis drugs are all provided privately by Lin Sanqi, and there is actually no pharmaceutical factory in the country.
Lin Sanqi was also very bad. He deliberately did not bring the tuberculosis drug production line to this era.
In 1961, China publicly declared that the greater the international impact of conquering tuberculosis, the greater its reliance on anti-tuberculosis drugs, and the safer Panax notoginseng would actually be.
Because if something happens to Lin Sanqi, all medicines will be cut off, all tuberculosis treatments will be stopped, and the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital will be closed.
The more he brags before, the harder he will fall later. Whether for the sake of face or for actual interests, no one in the relevant departments dares to target Lin Sanqi.
Lin Sanqi can be said to be using the pills to control the princes.
This is what the leader thinks, and so does Lin Sanqi, but some employees may not think so.
Changping Farm, the atmosphere here has always been a bit depressing.
Ever since more than one hundred former employees of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital had a conflict over staffing issues, these old employees and their families were all driven back to Changping by Lin Sanqi.
Although Lin Sanqi still showed mercy and gave each employee a position, he allowed their children to take over the position. If they had no children, they could allow their relatives to take over the position, and even allowed them to sell their positions.
However, Lin Sanqi's action did not attract gratitude from most people, but instead made him hated by many people.
Most of them were originally elites in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in China. They were almost expelled due to the urban clearance issue and came to Changping Farm to survive.
As a result, now that he had the opportunity to return to the city and become a formal employee of the infectious disease hospital, he was driven back to the farm in the countryside because of a conflict.
This creates a sense of psychological gap, and the greater the gap, the greater the resentment of some people.
This is a typical case of "a little bit of kindness, a big bit of vengeance".
They would never think that it was thanks to the help of Dean Shen and Lin Sanqi that their family was able to survive the natural disaster.
They would never have thought that Lin Sanqi opened a new hospital, gave them a valuable position, and changed the fate of one of their children.
Changping Branch, at the foot of Baihu Mountain, the original tuberculosis ward.
The wards have now been renovated into "pharmacy" that specializes in producing Chinese medicine pills such as Angong Niuhuang Pills, Pian Zaihuang, and Aoaojiao.
The medicinal materials were provided by Lin Sanqi, and after the production of these Chinese patent medicines was completed, they were handed over to Lin Sanqi to sell, which was used to maintain the hospital's expenses and supply materials for the employees.
This was something that had been agreed upon a long time ago, but it had been delayed due to various things that had been done before. This time, the old employees of the Chinese Medicine Hospital were sent back to the Changping Farm, and in order to find something for them to do, Lin Sanqi re-planned the pharmaceutical plan.
It just so happened that Lingnantang Chinese Medicine Clinic opened in 2014 and was acquired by Southern Pharmaceutical Factory. It was about to start "mass production", so Lin Sanqi prepared to stock up in advance.
The reason why it must be produced in 1961 and packaged in 2014 is because all Chinese patent medicines Lin Sanqi are made using ancient methods.
Take Angong Niuhuang Pills for example. Because they are made using ancient methods, with more than a hundred steps, they are extremely tedious and complicated. As long as there are problems in one or two steps, the final pills will be "waste pills."
This is also one of the main reasons why traditional Chinese patent medicines have been lost, because it is too difficult to make. If the yield rate cannot be improved, huge losses will occur.
Obviously, in 2014, without such pharmaceutical masters, many steps were lost. Even if Chinese medicine practitioners were recruited nationwide, the labor cost would be too huge.
Song Xingjian is the head of the Angong Niuhuang Wan group and is checking the quality of the pills at this time.
He used to be Mr. Shi Jinmo's personal pharmacist. He had learned boy's skills since he was a child. He was able to learn from a master, and he himself was at the level of a half-step grandmaster.
If Mr. Shi is the best among doctors, then Song Xingjian, who is in his 50s, is the best among pharmacists.
Chinese medicine practitioners do more than just dispense medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine clinics all have their own exclusive secret recipes, and the pharmacists in the pharmacies are responsible for making pills and medicines from these secret recipes.
Mr. Shi is Lin Sanqi's master, and Song Xingjian is Lin Sanqi's own man. Therefore, Lin Sanqi handed over the most important "drug testing link" to Song Xingjian, his own man.
Lin Sanqi doesn't trust others.
At this time, there were two trays in front of Song Xingjian, each containing 50 ready-made Angong Niuhuang Pills. They looked good, and each pill looked like a marshmallow.
But when Song Xingjian smelled it, he felt something was wrong!
But Song Xingjian did not say anything. Instead, he picked up a pill and crushed it directly. Then he continued to smell it, put some of the pill crumbs in his mouth and tasted it. He knew what was going on.
"Alas, these people are becoming more and more unreasonable. Don't they know that the consequences of cutting corners will anger Dean Lin and ultimately leave them without a foothold?"
Song Xingjian sighed, stood up and walked towards the "water-jet workshop".
In the water-jet workshop, Yang Jingfeng, Feng Baode, Huang Taiyong, and Li Wu were busy. Some were crushing cinnabar, some were adding water to the bucket, and some were filtering. But no one spoke, and there was no laughter as before.
When everyone saw Song Xingjian come in, they didn't say hello and just continued with their work.
Song Xingjian was a man of few words, so he didn't say anything at this time. Instead, he stood aside and observed. From this observation, he knew where the problem lay.
"Baode, wait a minute, how many times did you filter just now?"
Feng Baode didn't even turn his head to answer: "Three times, what's wrong?"
Song Xingjian said patiently, "Three times is not enough. According to the rules of the water-filtration method, it must be filtered at least seven times. You missed four times, and the particles washed out are too large."
But Feng Baode sneered:
"What's the difference between three times and seven times? Look at the cinnabar drying over here. If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how can an outsider know whether it's three times or seven times?"
Huang Taiyong also chimed in:
"Old Song, why are you taking it so seriously? It's like you're a regular employee now, but you're being forced to work as a temporary worker in Changping. Just be okay with it."
Song Xingjian said seriously:
"There's a huge difference between three and seven times. The simplest reason is that the toxic components in the cinnabar aren't washed out. This medicine is harmful to the patient."
Feng Baode threw the spoon in his hand and started yelling:
"Don't tell me if it's poisonous or not. I won't take it anyway. I'm only making 30 yuan a month, so why would I risk my life? Old Song, you're going to follow the old rules. Are you making things difficult for us? If you want it seven times, go find Lin Sanqi and get it yourself. Doesn't his name have the number seven?"
Song Xingjian frowned even more tightly:
"What does this have to do with Dean Lin? If I were to give this pill out, not only would I not be approved by Doctor Shi and Doctor Xiao, but according to our industry's rules, it would have to be destroyed. How much precious medicinal material would that be wasted?"
Yang Jingfeng snorted coldly:
"Damn it! We are socialist workers, not Lin Sanqi's farmhands. It's been more than ten years since liberation, and he's still trying to restore capitalism?"
The quarrel in the water-jet workshop attracted people from several neighboring workshops. When everyone heard that the process was not up to standard, they all knew in their hearts that it was wrong to do so.
But the same thing goes, the mentality of this group of old employees of the Chinese medicine hospital was unbalanced at this time, and they felt that Lin Sanqi did not remember their friendship and was sorry for them.
It was originally a simple matter of admitting the mistake and washing a few more times, but because everyone was resentful, they started to help Feng Baode and others.
"Old Song, you are also the monkey who calls himself king when the tiger is away from the mountain, right?"
"That's right. These pills are sold overseas anyway. How would foreigners know what quality is? As long as they don't kill you, that's fine."
"If you ask me, Song Jianxing is deliberately making things difficult just to curry favor with Lin Sanqi."
"Hmph, the foreman from back then is back again? Helping to oppress us ordinary workers?"
Song Xingjian was a quiet and introverted person, and he wasn't very good with words. With so many people surrounding him and accusing him, he was so angry that his hands were shaking. He pointed at another old employee of the Chinese Medicine Hospital and asked:
"Liang Ying, I was just about to come find you. The process you're in charge of is wrapping the frosted pearls in gauze and steaming them in the middle of tofu. But I just tested the medicine. You steamed them directly with water, right? I want to ask you, where's the tofu?"
Liang Ying at the door chuckled:
"Tofu? Just eat the tofu. We are all revolutionary workers. You can't let us continue the revolution on an empty stomach, right?"
"That's right. We workers are malnourished. What's wrong with eating some tofu to supplement our nutrition?"
"Which is more important, medicine or tofu?"
In 1961, when food supply was at its most difficult, almost all farmers' markets were closed. Citizens who wanted to buy food, vegetables and meat could only go to grain stores, supply and marketing cooperatives, and non-staple food stores and buy them with coupons.
Sometimes you can’t even buy food with a ticket, let alone with money.
Changping Farm is actually quite good because the farm grows its own vegetables and raises its own chickens and ducks, but these are collectively owned and employees cannot eat or slaughter them whenever they want.
However, if people lack protein, they will suffer from malnutrition diseases such as edema.
Tofu is the best "nutritional product" in this era. Its status is even higher than canned yellow peaches. It is really not something that ordinary people can buy.
Now, after hearing Liang Ying say that she had eaten the tofu used for making medicine without permission, Song Xingjian immediately became furious: (End of this chapter)
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