"Dad, later you can prepare some of the original solution, dilute it fifty times, and have Uncle Wu drink 1,000 ml a day, divided into three doses. Then, he can take it along with the prescription to decoct the medicine. That should be fine." Lin Yao turned to Luo Jimin and said, "Prepare a three-day supply. After three days, adjust the treatment according to your and Uncle Wen's conditions."
"How can that be!" Wu Jianwei's loud voice erupted again, making the small office buzz. "I heard from Youmin that your drinks are diluted 1000 times. Dilute them 50 times for me, that's equivalent to 40 bottles a day! How can that be? No way! Absolutely not!"
Lin Yao witnessed the generosity and loyalty of this Chongqing man once again. He smiled at Wu Jianwei and said, "Uncle Wu, I know you have a hidden ailment. The prescription I wrote this time, combined with the original liquid, can solve two of your problems at once. You decide whether you want it or not. If not, I will write another prescription. Don't regret it later."
"You even figured that out?" Wu Jianwei stared at Lin Yao with wide, astonished eyes. "I injured my back in a fight when I was young, and it hasn't fully healed in years. On the surface, it seems to be gradually recovering, and the hospital tests show no problems, but I just don't feel energetic. Only I know the truth. Nephew, you're a master! You knew everything just by taking a pulse. I'm completely impressed now. Everyone in your family is an expert."
Lin Yao smiled but didn't respond. It was difficult to respond to such praise. Saying "Not at all" or "You flatter me" would sound pretentious, so it was better to say nothing.
"Nephew, don't laugh, I'm telling the truth." Wu Jianwei was a little unsure about Lin Yao in front of him. Unlike other young people who would either deny it modestly or be embarrassed to accept praise and then find an excuse to praise back, Lin Yao was the only one who accepted it so readily.
"I'll take this formula and fifty times the original solution. Youmin, what are you laughing at? I'll just pay for it." As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jianwei saw Wen Youmin laughing even harder. He quickly realized what was going on, calculated the value of three days' worth of the original solution, and was shocked. He hurriedly added, "No money, I'm telling you, that's it. Youmin, what are you laughing at!"
Just now, Wu Jianwei suddenly realized that if the standard is diluted 1,000 times, the amount of original liquid he consumes each day is equivalent to 40 bottles of beverages, which would be 120 bottles in three days. If the market price is 2,000 yuan per bottle, that would be 240,000 yuan. If it is calculated at only 1.25 yuan, then it would only be 150 yuan. No matter how you calculate it, it is not easy to pay this amount, so of course, it cannot be paid.
"Uncle Wu has helped our family so much, how can we accept money? Please don't say such things, it makes us feel distant." Lin Yao's words gave Wu Jianwei a way out, making him smile broadly.
“My nephew is so thoughtful. Youmin is no good person.” Wu Jianwei gave Lin Yao a bear hug and patted his back hard, making Lin Yao feel like his body was about to fall apart. He thought to himself, “This is not someone in poor health. Even physical education students are not this vigorous.”
Putting away the prescription Lin Yao had written, Wu Jianwei said seriously to Luo Jimin, "Brother Luo, when exactly do we move the factory? I've made all the necessary preparations. The security team's rooms are all arranged, and even the security facilities they requested have been set up. We're just waiting for your instructions."
Luo Jimin glanced at Wen Youmin, then turned to Wu Jianwei. "I've discussed it with Youmin. The cultivation process at your facility has already started, and the finished product can be ready tomorrow. The last batch of raw material here can be ready tonight. After that, we'll clean the chemical tanks and equipment, and then we can move the factory. What do you think, Youmin?"
Wen Youmin slammed his hand on the table. “I think it’s a good idea. We’ll move the factory tomorrow. I’ll make the arrangements with the workers right away. I had all their team leaders tip off that Xinglin has been sold and that anyone willing to come with me should sign up. As a result, all the workers were willing to leave.”
"After we finish moving tomorrow, we'll hand over the factory to Huarentang, leaving them an empty factory. They can do whatever they want with it. Anyway, the acquisition agreement doesn't stipulate the workers' retention or removal, and the employment agreements I signed with them before didn't have any penalty clauses. This makes it convenient to transfer all these skilled workers." Wen Youmin became more and more excited as he spoke, standing up from his chair. "These workers are all highly skilled. I personally trained them all. They will definitely not bring shame to Minhong Pharmaceutical. No matter what kind of medicine we produce in the future, they can get started immediately."
"That's good, let's crush those bastards at Huarentang!" Wu Jianwei also stood up and slammed his fist on the table, making a loud bang, as if he wanted to take advantage of the fact that Huarentang would belong to him tomorrow and wanted to smash the table to vent his anger.
Luo Jimin didn't speak, but the smile on his face showed his happiness.
"Oh, right, Brother Luo." Wu Jianwei suddenly remembered something else, and his emotions became even more excited. "I took your power of attorney to complete the formalities. In the past, those people from the Bureau of Commerce and Industry (not a typo) would always make excuses and not process it. I felt that someone was interfering, so I submitted the application materials for filing, planning to find someone to pull strings after this busy period. I didn't expect to receive a call as soon as I got to work this morning. The Bureau of Commerce and Industry took the initiative to ask me to complete the formalities, saying that it had been approved."
“I’ll be there this afternoon. Starting tomorrow, Kangqi Pharmaceutical Factory will cease to exist; only Minhong Pharmaceutical Company will remain. From now on, all products manufactured will directly bear the Minhong Pharmaceutical trademark, saving patients the trouble of having to accept a new trademark.” Wu Jianwei slammed his hand on the table again, the fragile wooden board groaning under his palm. “Minhong Pharmaceutical’s brand is so well-known now that it doesn’t need any advertising to be known by people all over the country. The name Kangqi is no longer needed.”
"Uncle Wu, let's keep the Kangqi trademark. There's no need to cancel it. Trademark applications are very troublesome; it takes at least a year or two to process. This time, we even had to use an agency to get the Minhong trademark transferred, which cost a lot. In the future, when we produce veterinary drugs, we'll use the Kangqi trademark to distinguish it from Minhong." Lin Yao suggested with a smile, but then a thought suddenly struck him.
Minhong's own pharmaceutical factory is about to be officially established, but the first official product approval has not yet been issued. It has been a long time since I contacted Director Ganmei. I don't know how far along the approval process is for the children's cold medicine. I need to contact her as soon as possible. I will need to trouble her more in the future. It would be bad if we lost contact.
The approval process for traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) preparations is more complex than that for Western medicine. Because it's difficult to obtain clear pharmacological analysis reports and clinical support, the approval process for TCM preparations is often lengthy. Some hospitals have spent five or six years trying to get approval for their compiled and improved traditional folk remedies, but without success. Ultimately, these highly effective TCM formulas are only used in their own hospitals for TCM treatments, unable to be widely promoted nationwide or even to other hospitals in the same city. This is a great pity, not only because of the economic loss, but also because it means missing the opportunity to benefit more patients.
Lin Yao thought to himself, "Director Gan Mei's impression of me should have improved by now, right? It's indeed time to contact Director Gan. The continuous stream of new drug production license applications will require her help. I think that through this disaster relief effort, she should no longer have any prejudice against me. If I can help her out and save some time-consuming steps, that would be great."
However, Lin Yao decided to postpone this contact for a few more days. He would wait until the matter stirred up by Minister Kang Weicheng had calmed down before calling Director Gan Mei. Otherwise, the approval document for the children's cold medicine could be used to blackmail him.
"Dad, why don't you contact Brother Shen and ask him for some advice? You can trust him to handle the security work from now on." Lin Yao was discussing some specific details about moving the factory when the phone rang.
The caller ID showed it was Situ Hao's phone. Lin Yao answered immediately, "Hey, Brother Situ, what's up?... Oh... What? You're in Chengdu again? Are you trying to ruin your business?... Oh, okay, tell them to prepare as many medicinal herbs as possible. At least ten catties of cordyceps, preferably ten kilograms, the more the better. Just say it will all be spent on the old man, and let them figure it out themselves."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yao gave a wry smile, said goodbye to his father, Wen Youmin, and Wu Jianwei. There was something that couldn't be delayed any longer and had to be resolved immediately.
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Chapter 107 The Angry Lion General
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Situ Hao stared at Lin Yao with a pained expression, his face as contorted with the injustice of Dou E from ancient times. Lin Yao had never seen the real Dou E, but he had seen actresses portray her in films and television dramas. He felt that the director should have Situ Hao play the role in drag; the scene would surely be more moving.
"Brother Situ, you really have a lot of free time. Chengdu is practically your second hometown." Lin Yao still had the pedantic look of a bespectacled man, but the sly smile on his face ruined the image of an intellectual, making him look sleazy at first glance.
"Brother Lin, stop teasing me, I feel like crying." Situ Hao looked at Lin Yao with a bitter expression, as if he had suffered an injustice but had nowhere to seek justice. "What kind of situation is this? I was just helping out, and Cheng De is really trying to extort me. He even insisted on dragging me over to arrange the treatment time. I have a lot of things to do in Beijing, and I'm not his maid."
Situ Hao didn't dare to blame Lin Yao for delaying the treatment. Although they were already quite familiar with each other, his cautious and prudent way of doing things made him always keep his status in mind. When dealing with people with great abilities, you shouldn't think about talking to them casually like you would to a friend. Doing so often can inadvertently strain the relationship and offend the other party without you even realizing it.
"Brother Situ, this is my fault." Lin Yao was very grateful to Situ Hao. If it weren't for his painstaking help, not only would keeping his identity a secret be impossible, but even raising money wouldn't have been so quick and smooth. "There's a reason why I'm delaying treatment for General Xia this time. I can't say the specific reason, but please rest assured, I have no bad intentions. Delaying treatment for General Xia is actually better for his health. It may look like he's becoming weak, but in reality, it's clearing out the dampness and toxins in his body, which is also beneficial to his internal energy."
Situ Hao was deeply moved by Lin Yao's honest explanation and felt fortunate to have found such a friend. "Brother Lin, of course I trust you. The business you and your parents are involved in will not give me any reason to doubt you. It's just that Cheng De keeps calling me several times a day, so I just vented a little. Please don't mind."
"I've never seen anyone act like a patient so arrogantly." Situ Hao continued to mutter fiercely, indicating that he had been subjected to a great deal of harassment and coercion during this period.
"I'm sorry to have troubled Brother Situ." Lin Yao smiled sheepishly, knowing that the other party had taken on most of the pressure for him. Major Cheng didn't dare to keep pressuring him, so he turned to Situ Hao as a contact person. He must be having a hard time.
"Here, this is the cordyceps they prepared, over twenty-six catties and four ounces." Situ Hao handed a large cloth bag to Lin Yao. "They are really capable. They got so many cordyceps in just a few hours. I'm afraid they've taken all the cordyceps in the entire Chengdu area."
Lin Yao chuckled and remained silent, thinking to himself that this was normal. With the influence of Xia Yuwen's maternal grandfather and uncle alone, plus her mother who was doing very well in Sichuan, it wouldn't be difficult for her to sell cordyceps throughout Chengdu online.
By this time, Lin Yao had already heard about Xia Yuwen's family background from Shen Ruohua: her maternal grandfather was the former secretary of the Jiangnan Provincial Party Committee, her uncle was the current vice mayor of Chengdu in charge of culture, education, and health, and her mother was the chairman of a group worth hundreds of millions. It sounded quite frightening, which was why Lin Yao refused Lan Xiaoqing's invitation. He didn't want to get too close to these powerful and wealthy children. He hadn't figured out the ins and outs of the family yet, and he was just hoping he wouldn't be sold out by them, let alone benefit from their influence.
Who is Xia Yuwen's father? Why didn't Shen Ruohua mention him? Lin Yao suddenly thought of a question that had been overlooked. When he heard this information, he was only too surprised to notice the strangeness of it. Could it be that her father is no longer alive?
"Brother Lin?" Situ Hao's voice interrupted Lin Yao's thoughts. "Shall we go over now?"
"Brother Situ, don't rush over there. We need to deal with these cordyceps first." Lin Yao woke up and said hurriedly, "I'll have to trouble you to book me a room again. We won't go to the Xinhua Hotel, but to the Xibainian Hotel across the street."
“No problem.” Situ Hao readily agreed, knowing that Lin Yao didn’t want to use his ID card to register.
“Brother Situ, let’s go over there. I’ll take your pulse and write a prescription so you can get the medicine yourself at home.” Lin Yao had already noticed that Situ Hao was in a sub-healthy state, based on the first two diagnostic methods of observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation.
"Ah! Thank you so much, Brother Lin." Situ Hao was pleasantly surprised. "To be honest, I've been feeling a bit unwell lately, and my sleep quality hasn't been good. It would be best if you could take a look at me. Not everyone can enjoy the treatment of a divine doctor."
Lin Yao laughed and decided to do another favor, "Brother Situ, when you have your wife bring Yanzi over another day, let her stay a few more days so I can help her take a look. Also, your parents and in-laws can enjoy the same treatment, completely free of charge, but you'll have to pay for the medicinal herbs yourself."
"Ah! That's great!" Situ Hao jumped up in the street. Although the elderly in his family didn't have any serious illnesses, Lin Yao's words were very meaningful, indicating that the other party had truly accepted him as a friend. How could he not be excited?