"Hey, what are you guys talking about? You look so happy." Zhang Heye's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Fu Song said awkwardly: "Nothing, just talking casually."
Mrs. Zhang was unhappy: "What do you mean nothing? Boss Fu is asking me how to take care of a sow during her confinement period!"
He's really taken this matter seriously."
What Mrs. Zhang originally meant was that Fu Song intended to build a pig farm after building the pharmaceutical factory.
only……
Fu Song was sweating: "He Ye, don't misunderstand me, I didn't..."
As a result, he had just said a few words when he saw Zhang Heye's eyes looking at the book "Postpartum Care of Sows" in his hand.
Fu Song immediately wanted to return it to Mrs. Zhang, but then he thought of the "growth liquid" formula inside.
He put it in his pocket decisively.
Zhang Heye: “…”
*
After leaving Zhang's house, Fu Song had completely regained his composure.
He asked Zhang Heye, "What's wrong with your grandmother? It doesn't look like high blood pressure or a stroke to me."
There are many types of paralysis.
If the hemiplegia or weakness of both lower limbs is caused by hypertension and stroke, it is indeed difficult to treat.
But if there are other symptoms, there is still a high chance of cure.
Zhang Heye said, "Grandma is suffering from immune-mediated myelitis."
"Immune-mediated myelitis?" Fu Song thought for a moment. "This disease can be controlled with high-dose hormone shock therapy during the acute phase, right?"
Zhang Heye lowered her head: "Her disease is of the high recurrence type and requires long-term medication.
In this case, only living abroad or receiving slow treatment in a large sanatorium in the capital or Shanghai can help with recovery.
But you also know my financial situation..."
Fu Song laughed: "So that's how it is!
Let me tell you, any problem in this world that can be solved with money is not a problem.
I'll transfer 1 million to you later, and please help grandma contact a hospital as soon as possible..."
Zhang Heye panicked instantly: "Mr. Fu, this is inappropriate, right? This..."
Fu Song looked at her: "Why, don't you want to see your grandma?"
"That's not the case, but..."
"But what?" Fu Song's expression suddenly became serious: "The earlier immune-mediated myelitis is treated, the better the effect. If it is delayed any longer, it will be really troublesome.
Besides, I'm not giving you this money for free, you need to pay it back.
You don't want to use my money for nothing, do you?"
"No, Mr. Fu, you misunderstood. I..."
Zhang Heye said, her voice suddenly becoming softer, "Thank you!"
Fu Song said: "Why are you being polite? If you really want to thank me, just manage the pharmaceutical factory well.
Although 1 million is a lot, don’t forget that as long as Chunhui can achieve the goals I set, you will have stock incentives.
By then, never mind paying back the money, you'll be the richest woman in Maoping Village."
Zhang Heye's face flushed instantly, and she nodded vigorously: "Yes, I will do my best."
Fu Song smiled and said, "That's right. Let's go find Lu Jingguo now."
The reason why he funded Zhang Heye was not only to encourage her to work harder in the pharmaceutical factory, but also because of Mrs. Zhang's book "Postpartum Care of Sows".
The other party gave him a book worth more than two million yuan, so it was only natural for him to help her treat her illness.
It was almost dusk when the two returned to the pharmaceutical factory and learned that the other had already gone home.
The two had no choice but to turn back again and head towards Lu Jingguo's country.
Lu Jingguo's home was not far from the village entrance. Through the gate, Fu Song saw a girl picking vegetables by the well.
Her delicate oval face paired with the popular flared trousers looks very cute.
"Ah? Brother Fu, you're here!"
Hearing the knock on the door, Lu Qianqian turned around.
The next moment, her face was full of surprise.
Fu Song stared curiously at the basket of green leaves at her feet: "What is this? It looks delicious."
Lu Qianqian said: "Dandelion, according to Chinese medicine, can clear away heat and detoxify, reduce swelling and resolve lumps, and promote diuresis and relieve stranguria.
My dad's illness hasn't fully healed yet, so eating more of this is good for his health."
Fu Song smiled and said, "You are so filial."
Lu Qianqian lowered her head in embarrassment: "I have to thank Brother Fu for his help. If it weren't for you, my dad would probably..."
As she spoke, Lu Qianqian's eyes turned red.
Fu Song waved his hands quickly: "Why thank me, this is a fair trade.
By the way, where's your dad?"
Lu Qianqian pointed to a room in the east: "In the study."
"Study?" Fu Song was puzzled.
"He said he had to find a way to mass-produce the Herbal Plaster. He'd been sitting there for an hour and wouldn't let us disturb him.
My mother just called him to eat, but he scolded her. "
Lu Qianqian stuck out her tongue: "Brother Fu, please sit down first. I'll go call him."
Fu Song shook his head: "No need, you go ahead and do your thing, I can go there by myself."
Then he walked to the door of the study.
Through the window next to him, Fu Song saw a haggard man flipping through a book.
The table in front of him was also cluttered with books.
Among them are famous modern medical works, as well as ancient linear bound volumes.
Shennong's Herbal Classic: Yuan Dynasty. [Ming Dynasty manuscript.]
Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases II: Yuan Dynasty. [The only copy from the mid-Qing Dynasty.]
Qianjin Yifang: 2980. [6 volumes, 30 scrolls, thread-bound, published in 1919.]
…
Fu Song was a little shocked. Old Lu had a lot of good things in his hands!
He knocked on the door.
The next moment, Lu Jingguo's extremely angry voice rang out: "Didn't you say you are not allowed to disturb me? Are you deaf..."
His throat suddenly became stuck: "Boss Fu?"
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