It's not too late to regret

Chen Zhenhua learned that the oral liquid that two students of Director Hong sent to their genetics department for testing had problems with insufficient purification accuracy and microbial indicators.

During the irrigation process, oral liquid is easily affected by microorganisms in the environment and requires a dust-free and sterile production environment. Otherwise, oral preparations with microorganisms will be brought in and the product will easily rot and deteriorate.

Of course, the data limitation is not due to human factors, but backward technology. Due to the backwardness of purification equipment and irrigation equipment, the loss of medicinal materials is very large, there is too much sediment, and the microbial index is high.

This means that if you want to make oral liquid, you can only wait until you can introduce advanced foreign technology and equipment. In 1980, the domestic pharmaceutical market did not have the ability to produce oral liquid on a large scale.

Shen Roujiao leaned forward, resting her arms on the dining table, looking at Chen Zhenhua seriously. When she talked about academic issues, she was professional and rigorous, and her spirits were high.

There is a special charm among career-oriented women. It is the confidence and focus that radiates from the inside out. It is radiant and particularly attractive.

She had seen it in her mother Gu, who made clothes, and in her mother, who researched prescriptions. Now, she saw it in her mother Zhou, a biologist. Almost subconsciously, she blurted out, "Auntie, you are so beautiful!"

!!!

Shen Roujiao's sudden exaggeration stunned the three members of the Zhou family.

I complimented the group owner, "Auntie, you look so beautiful when you concentrate, like a dazzling star."

When it comes to exaggerating, she is never vague, sincere, and eloquent.

"Hehe, this girl knows how to appreciate." Father Zhou smiled and looked at Chen Zhenhua, whose face turned slightly red due to the compliments.

"Thank you." Although her expression did not change, her voice sounded very happy. Everyone likes to be praised, not to mention that Shen Roujiao praised them so nicely.

Zhou Huaiyue glanced at the person next to him. What a little fox who is used to coaxing people.

You should pick up the topic you interrupted yourself.

Shen Roujiao sorted out her thoughts and said, "That is to say, before the oral liquid technology matures, during this period of time, we just have the opportunity to solve the problem of planting the nameless grass."

"Or nameless?"

Chen Zhenhua looked at her son. She had heard from Zhou's father that the fairy grass was not only beautiful but also effective. However, it was quite strange that she had been in the dictionary of medicinal materials for so long and still hadn't found the answer.

"I went back to the old house and looked through the materials. I compared them with the herbal book. There is a similar plant, whose scientific name is crystal grass. However, the original book did not record it in enough details, only a few short sentences, so it is impossible to confirm that it is the same plant."

The night Zhou Huaiyue returned to his old house in anger, he spent the whole night in the study room looking through information, but only found three lines of description: Flower crystal grass, the whole body is emerald green, crystal clear, rich in juice, must be picked and used immediately, eating it raw can strengthen the stomach and digestion, clear away heat and detoxify.

Because there are only text descriptions and no pictures, we can only say it looks like it but cannot confirm it is.

"Flower Crystal Grass? What a nice name." Speaking of magic grass, Shen Roujiao remembered something important and her eyes turned to Chen Zhenhua.

"Auntie, Wumingcao is an indispensable herb in oral liquid, and it is also a new herb discovered and used by the master. I promised her that I would study the medicinal value of Wumingcao. Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory has its own independent laboratory, from cultivation to planting to research, and needs to set up a scientific research team. I would like to ask Auntie, does anyone have a suitable person to recommend?"

Shen Roujiao didn't think much about the question. Since it was about building a team, the most important thing was of course the people. Only by finding truly professional and reliable people could we achieve outstanding results.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhenhua didn't say anything for a long time. He folded his hands over his chest, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Shen Roujiao coldly, which made her feel scared.

"What, what's wrong, Auntie?" She kicked Zhou Huaiyue next to her.

"Mom!" She spoke up immediately to protect him.

"Do you still remember that I'm your mother? You never discussed such a big thing as building a factory with me. Yes, I may not understand pharmaceutical factories. But why didn't you ask me about building a laboratory? Do you know how much a laboratory costs a year? Big pharmaceutical factories can afford it, but how can you, a small pharmaceutical factory, afford it?"

The Institute of Genetics at Peking University and Tsinghua University, which is managed by Chen Zhenhua, has only a few laboratories, but the annual expenditure is more than 200,000 yuan. Even if the scale is smaller, the annual expenditure for instruments and equipment, reagents, consumables, and staff salaries alone is at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

!

Shen Roujiao really didn't know the annual cost of the laboratory. If she knew, she would definitely argue for it. As early as the early stage of the factory design, Zhou Huaiyue planned to have a laboratory and reserved various instruments early.

"That's what I'm going to do. It will be used in developing new drugs." Zhou Huaiyue said lightly without any further explanation.

? ?

"Do we have any new medicine?" Shen Roujiao asked.

"Do you have a prescription?" Chen Zhenhua asked.

"Yeah." Zhou Huaiyue replied.

! !

No wonder he wanted half of the factory.

No wonder the old father wanted to see him alone.

"Haha, the old man is so partial. He was reluctant to give the prescription to your mother and gave it all to you. A gentleman would rather have his grandson than his son! Zhenhua, you see. Your father-in-law loves his grandson only." Zhou's father was so happy that he slapped his thigh.

I knew my father was partial, but I didn't know he would be so partial. Chen Boyu gave almost all his valuables to Zhou Huaiyue. He only gave his daughter to the pharmacies.

Comparing things will make you throw them away; comparing people will make you crazy.

Even if that person is his own son.

Chen Zhenhua stood up abruptly, glared at Zhou Chuzhuo who was laughing, went back to the bedroom, slammed the door, and started crying, "Wuwuwu."

!

Zhou's father hurried in to comfort him, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have laughed. Don't be angry anymore."

"You all bully me. Ugh~~"

! !

Women who act coquettishly have the best life.

Chen Zhenhua, the director of the Tsinghua-Peking University Institute of Genetics, cried like a wronged little girl, while Zhou Chuzhuo kept apologizing and coaxed her patiently.

In front of those who love you, you are always a child; in front of those who don’t love you, you are always a man.

How could they live such a fulfilling life? Shen Roujiao felt no jealousy or hatred, only envy.

"Let's go!" Zhou Huaiyue, whose parents have a good relationship and who is forced to eat dog food every day, decided to escape as soon as possible.

He opened the door and put Shen Roujiao's little leather shoes in place.

......

Walking on the campus of Peking University and Tsinghua University, Zhou Huaiyue kept greeting acquaintances along the way. The looks they gave Shen Roujiao were like radars, constantly emitting gossip signals.

She was so scared that she followed Zhou Huaiyue, getting farther and farther away.

"What? Do you regret it?" He turned around and waited there to ask.

My girlfriend has already pretended, and my parents have already seen it. Now I just want to hide. Isn’t it too late?

"It was wrong of me to break up the engagement. But I will take responsibility for it." Shen Roujiao met his scrutinizing gaze without dodging.

"How do you plan to take responsibility?" Zhou Huaiyue put his hands in his pockets, expressionless.

"If you have someone else you like, I can help you explain; if you don't have anyone you like," Shen Roujiao paused, Zhou Huaiyue raised his eyebrows, asking her to continue, "I'll take the trouble to occupy your place first, you, don't you have any objections?"

Pretending to be a girlfriend, she sounded quite literary.

"You are quite changeable, you are both a dove and a magpie." Zhou Huaiyue's eyes swept across her pink lips, "I have a question."

"What?"

"If I don't find something I like, can you find it?" he asked carefully.

"No, I have the professional qualities." She couldn't do such a thing as ruining someone else's marriage and then finding a partner for herself.

Zhou Huaiyue raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "Deal. Let's go."

"Where are you going?"

"Ask Gu Changgeng's grandmother for a painting." The leader in charge of special approval of pharmaceutical products likes Chen Hongyu's paintings, so he must go there. Moreover, it is time to explain some things.

......

CAFA Family Academy.

Chen Hongyu, who was painting, was delighted to see Zhou Huaiyue coming with his beloved girl.

After the two explained their purpose, they chose the paintings in a few minutes. Afterwards, Chen Hongyu asked them to chat, from grandson Gu Changgeng to daughter Chen Hong, and insisted that the young couple stay at home for lunch.

When Zhou Huaiyue was asked to help peel potatoes, Shen Roujiao approached Chen Hongyu and asked quietly: "Old man, how did you become friends with dogs?"

The old man took out a Daqianmen from his cigarette box and lit it, then he said with reminiscence, "It must be fate. I almost died in prison, but he saved me."

"In prison?" Shen Roujiao's eyes widened in shock.

She didn't know that Zhou Huaiyue had been in prison. The original text only described him in a few sentences. Even the words describing his mother Chen Zhenhua were more than his.

"We were fellow prisoners for two years, two ridiculous years. I was imprisoned for the black painting incident of Crow, and he was framed for defending his father. Zhou Chuzhuo was also framed for painting ballet shoes." The old man's helpless smile did not contain any bitterness, but more of a sense of indifference.

There were too many unjust, false and wrong cases in that era. In her previous life, when she learned about this period of history, Shen Roujiao only felt that it was absurd, dark and distorted. The extreme left-wing ideology magnified the fickle, cruel and treacherous part of human nature, the abnormal world, abnormal people and things.

If you haven't experienced it, you can't empathize with it. Shen Roujiao put herself in Zhou Huaiyue's perspective and could only vaguely feel the almost hopeless cruelty.

"Are you guys okay in there?" What a stupid question, how could prison be okay.

"It's OK. There are a lot of interesting people in there. But there's no dog stuff. I would have gone down to paint by now."

That was not long after Chen Hongyu was imprisoned.

At about two in the morning, he got up to go to the toilet. As soon as he pulled up his pants, he fainted on the ground. Everyone worked hard during the day and slept soundly at night, so no one noticed the fainting old man.

Zhou Huaiyue, who slept next to Chen Hongyu in the big bunk bed, turned over and found that the bed next to him was empty. He put on a coat and found the unconscious old man in the toilet and immediately informed the prison police.

Thanks to the emergency treatment of Zhou Huaiyue and the doctor on duty, he was given glucose in time and saved his life.

"Have you ever hated someone?" Shen Roujiao asked.

Hate that era and hate those hateful people.

"I hated him inside, but later I reconciled." The old man put out the cigarette in his hand, raised his eyes and stared out the window, and said to Shen Roujiao: "He is a good boy. Huaiyue has many things in his heart, but he is tough-talking. You can't go wrong in choosing him."

He had not been able to tell her about Zhou Huaiyue's two years in prison in his last letter, so he asked the old lady to tell her this time because he did not want to hide it any longer. He wanted her to know about this stain on his life.

After leaving the old man's house, the two walked out of CAFA in silence. Zhou Huaiyue spoke first, "It's not too late to regret now."

"I thought you didn't want me to know, so I didn't dare to ask." Shen Roujiao walked towards him, and for the first time, she took the initiative to hold Zhou Huaiyue's hand. She felt sorry for him and she understood him.

The person who made money by digging medicinal herbs and supported her in suing Wang Jianxin are the same kind of people who are willing to fight for justice and fairness.