Guo Xiaorong's departure, Bai Qiwei's tragic death, Bai Munong's betrayal, and the triple blow came one after another, adding a bit of gloom to Zheng Yichen's optimistic and open-minded personality. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With his temperament, he will naturally become more and more frustrated, burst out with amazing potential, and fulfill his promise to Bai Qiwei, but it is inevitable that his mood will be depressed, resulting in internal injuries in the seven feelings.

Fortunately, with the trust of the patient, the support of Liu Minna and other subordinates, and the care of Chen Yong, the division commander, he saw the loveliness and preciousness of human nature, and he was suddenly a lot more cheerful.

He went to Bai Qiwei's pharmacy, and according to the prompts, he found the formulas of the new drugs in the locked drawer of a nanmu desk in the study, and at the same time found one hundred and seven books related to Chinese medicine and prescriptions from the thousands of books related to Chinese medicine and prescriptions in the study.

Tired to sweat, he moved all the medical books to the carriage, looking at the antique medical books, Zheng Yichen clutched the formula manuscript in one hand, and muttered: "Whether you can bring down Bai Qizhi, the old fox, depends on these books and the manuscript in my hand!" ”

In the following days, Zheng Yichen began the retreat-style refining of new medicines, as if he had evaporated from the world, and there was no news of him again.

Among his relatives, friends, superiors and subordinates, only one of them knew his whereabouts.

That person is his former college class president and current entrepreneurial partner: Huang Zhan.

The location of Zheng Yichen's retreat is at the pharmaceutical base of the Guangzhou Pharmaceutical Group.

Under his instruction, Huang Zhan opened up a 200-square-meter room, which was equipped with the world's top drug processing tools, a writing desk, as well as a toilet and bathroom.

The most energy-intensive equipment is the two-and-a-half-meter-high medicine cabinet that fills three walls, and all Chinese medicines are included, each of which is authentic medicinal materials, from Yangchun sand kernel to Changbai Mountain ginseng.

After Zheng Yichen entered the room with a stack of medical books, he handed over the mobile phone to Huang Zhan for safekeeping, he wanted to be isolated from the world, and this kind of external communication tool naturally could not be carried with him.

Closing the heavy iron door that was specially customized, leaving only a small space for the delivery of dishes, Zheng Yichen was completely cut off from the outside world and entered his own world.

It took him a month and a half to complete an impossible task.

During Zheng Yichen's retreat, he had no distractions, but Huang Zhan, who helped him keep his mobile phone, muttered to himself all day long at the mobile phone that kept ringing: "I picked up a hot potato, which is a mobile phone, it is clearly a grenade!" ”

Zheng Yichen's disappearance caused a lot of shocks in his social circle, hundreds of calls came to him every day, and there were no repeated calls, not to mention the housekeepers of the Xu family's mansion, Chen Yong, Li Xuan and others, more calls from the sick number.

These people were very puzzled by Zheng Yichen's silence, and Huang Zhan could only take the trouble to repeat a set of brewed words, wear out his mouth, and finally dispel their doubts, waiting for Zheng Yichen's return again.

Among the people who called, not all of them were people who cared about Zheng Yichen, and some people came with a sense of anger, and Xingshi asked for guilt.

At first, it was a call from the director of the personnel department, but the tone was kind, asking Zheng Yichen to go back to work in the department from now on, otherwise he would have to report to the superior leaders, and when he heard Huang Zhan say that Zheng Yichen would not return to the hospital until a month and a half later, his tone immediately became stiff and he hung up the phone.

Then, there was a call from the dean's secretary, kindly ventilating the news, asking Huang Zhan to quickly call Zheng Yichen to listen to the phone and rush back to the hospital immediately, otherwise he planned to be absent from work for a long time and could not be suppressed, so Deng Guangrong could only let Deng Guangrong know.

Huang Zhan could only shake his head and smile bitterly, thanked the secretary for his kindness, and said something he would never want to hear: "Yichen can't answer the phone!" ”

After the secretary finished calling, after a while, it was Deng Guangrong calling, the old dean changed his usual thick voice, the voice was like thunder, Huang Zhan could also feel his anger through the phone.

Deng Guangrong went out in person, but he still couldn't contact Zheng Yichen, so he naturally couldn't hang up his face, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he asked directly: "Is he doing business or private business?" ”

"Private matters."

"Forget your duties because of selfishness, good! Good! Good! ”

The three good words before he hung up the phone, layer by layer, like thunder, shocked Huang Zhan for a while, it seems that after Zheng Yichen returns to the central hospital, there will be a series of troubles one after another.

What is surprising is that after Deng Guangrong got angry, it stands to reason that the acupuncture department must have been under a lot of pressure, but no one called Zheng Yichen, it seems that they are practicing themselves, implementing the original commitment to Zheng Yichen, and managing the department attentively, so that Zheng Yichen has no worries and does what he said "must do".

Huang Zhanzi did not mention all kinds of disputes that occurred when answering the phone, and at first he also kept the agreement, and Zheng Yichen was locked in that closed space, until half a month later, the staff who was responsible for delivering meals for three meals a day reported to him worriedly, and there were occasional explosions in the room, accompanied by bursts of black smoke.

Huang Zhan was worried that Zheng Yichen's pharmaceutical accident had happened, so he hurriedly opened the door, and when he opened the door, he couldn't see anyone, only thick smoke billowed out, and finally waited until most of the choking smoke dissipated, and his vision was unobstructed, only to find that the glassware for refining medicine was broken by nearly one-third, and the broken alcohol lamp was burning on the ground, and Zheng Yichen, who was not far away, was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the manuscript in one hand and a medical book in the other, consulting the information, and was ignorant of everything that was happening around him.

Huang Zhan commanded people to extinguish the fire, if it weren't for the fact that there were no flammable materials in the area where the alcohol burned, it would definitely cause a fire, with Zheng Yichen's mental state, he couldn't escape at all, and he refused to let Zheng Yichen leave it alone, from that day on, the task of delivering food fell on him, and he took advantage of the meal time to meet with Zheng Yichen to exchange a few words, so as not to have another accident.

Zheng Yichen has entered a mysterious realm, what he does every day is to deconstruct the words and knowledge he has experienced, analyze, integrate them, and then store them in the palace of memory, the amount of information is very huge, he can't be distracted by other things, his clothes are not changed, his hair is not combed, he does not wash the bath, except for eating, he has lost the rest of his functions.

One day, Huang Zhan couldn't get used to his thick fibrous roots, so he handed him a Philips electric shaver during his meal and asked him to shave his beard, Zheng Yichen didn't say a word, he directly stretched the razor under his armpit, and shaved his armpit hair in three or two clicks.

Huang Zhan hurriedly stopped, and after asking, he learned that Zheng Yichen automatically deconstructed the word "beard" as "excess hair on the human body", and armpit hair was naturally among them.

Huang Zhan knew that Zheng Yichen had already fallen into the demon, and before he refined the new medicine, he couldn't communicate with normal logic. While crying and laughing, he was also secretly glad that Zheng Yichen's first reaction was to put the razor under his armpit, instead of stuffing it into his underwear, wouldn't the hair on his lower body also be classified as "excess hair in the human body"?

A normal person who has not tidied up his appearance, changed his clothes, and is sloppy for a long time, in Huang Zhan's opinion, Zheng Yichen's messy and greasy hairstyle, focused eyes, and wrinkled clothes are all very similar to an Internet celebrity N years ago: Brother Sharp.

He can also pack tickets, not compared to styling, just from the body taste, Zheng Yichen has already ridden on the sharp road.

Similar pharmaceutical explosions have occurred many times one after another, sometimes dozens of explosions in less than 24 hours, and the people around them are also ********, so they are regarded as setting off a cannon, contaminated with some joy, lifting a fire extinguisher to extinguish the fire, and the action is definitely more skillful than that of the fire brigade.

Zheng Yichen couldn't deal with it calmly, just because every explosion meant that he made a mistake in the pharmaceutical step, and he had to change his thinking and start over.

Huang Zhan was also keenly aware that the more times he failed, Zheng Yichen's demeanor and demeanor also changed, his eyes became more and more focused, and the corners of his mouth began to rise, which was very different from the previous appearance of the magic barrier.

Pessimistic people regard repeated failures as relentless blows, and optimistic people regard failure as a stepping stone to success, Zheng Yichen is undoubtedly the latter, defeat is defeat, but his thinking is becoming clearer and clearer, and the grasp of refining new drugs is getting bigger and bigger.

For Huang Zhan, the most gratifying change that happened to Zheng Yichen was that he finally noticed the smell of his body and took a fragrant bath.

In time, Zheng Yichen will be able to make a new medicine, but the problem is that he has to race against time, and as the days go by, the deadline for the head of the family is imminent.

In the process of Zheng Yichen's refining medicine, Bai Qizhi was undoubtedly also intensively formulating the prescription he had stolen, in order to consolidate his position in the competition of the master of the family.

Will Zheng Yichen be able to develop a new drug within the time limit?

Can this new medicine outperform Bai Qizhi's medicine?

On the seventh day of the fourth month, at noon, there are still two days before the head of the family.

Huang Zhan, as usual, pushed the dining cart and limped to the iron door, and before he could take out the key, the iron door opened automatically.

The fragrance of medicine is overflowing.

With a signature smile, Zheng Yichen stroked his freshly washed hair: "Squad leader, you've worked hard these days." ”

Huang Zhan couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, and stammered, "You...... You're coming out? ”

"That's right."

Since Zheng Yichen is out of the customs, it means that his new drug has been successfully developed!

In a month and a half, he forcibly digested the most difficult and mysterious knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, and made a new medicine.

With a perseverance that was close to a demonic barrier, he managed to accomplish such a feat.

Zheng Yichen, as always, has never disappointed.

"When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow."

Huang Zhan was happy, and couldn't help but ask: "What are your chances of winning this time?" ”

Zheng Yichen replied categorically: "Yes! Victory! Not! Doubt! ”