The newspaper "Declaration", which has a strict and serious style, reports the situation basically truthfully:

"There is a famous doctor from China, Mr. Shandong. Invented a medicine that can cure almost all diseases, which can treat common colds, headaches, brain fever, etc., and can also treat many terminal diseases, pneumonia, plague, sepsis, etc. The invention of penicillin has epoch-making significance, first of all, in medicine, in addition to treating traditional diseases, it also has an excellent preventive effect on the inflammation and infection of Jinchuang surgery, which greatly improves the success rate of various medical operations and will play a revolutionary role in the development of medicine. ”

"The mass production of this penicillin will use a very complex pharmaceutical process with a delicate process, which is based on complex chemical theories and chemical practices, so Mr. Shandong is highly respected by the Western scientific community as the world's greatest scientist after Newton. (Albert Einstein and others expressed deep dissatisfaction.) ）”

There are some newspapers that are more angry with the youth, but of course, the Republic of China does not have the word "Bright Youth Daily":

"There is a money-worshipping Mr. Shandong who invented penicillin, and registered a patent according to the rules of foreign devils, this registered patent means, not only do you have to spend money to buy this drug, but you are a doctor, you are a scientist, you want to make such a drug, you also need to pay money to that Mr. Shandong, if you don't have money, then it's good, you just wait to die. What a domineering, black-hearted, and virtuous man. ”

There are some newspapers of Chinese studies experts who test the school, "Wenhua Hui Bao", commenting like this:

"Shandong is named after the east of Taihang Mountain, there have been two eternal saints of Confucius and Mencius, but the two saints are not named after Shandong, they are not ashamed to come from there, shameless and crazy people, strange and strange! Dare to call yourself Mr. Shandong? ”

Some other examiners of the Healthy Life newspaper wrote:

"Shandong once came out, the medical saint Bian Que, this Mr. Shandong is not a descendant of Bian Que? Otherwise, how can he explain that he can have such magical powers? It's just that since he is a descendant of the Holy Doctor, of Chinese blood, why did this news come from overseas? Why did this Shandong gentleman give the elixir to those foreigners who had long hair and ate raw meat? ”

Some newspapers and periodicals, "Popular News", began to publish advertisements, all of which were the weeping and begging of some patients' families:

"My father (mother, wife, son, son, grandson) is terminally ill, has reached the advanced stage of pneumonia, the only hope is Mr. Shandong, as long as Mr. Shandong can come to save his life, how am I willing to be, if a well-wisher can provide Mr. Shandong news or elixir, how am I willing to ......?"

Further down the list of newspapers, the Vernacular Literary Newspaper, is completely baseless hysterical nonsense:

"There are no immortals in the world, and there is no cure for all diseases, Mr. Shandong is just a scum in the rivers and lakes, a liar in the medical field, and he is here to order people with lofty ideals, heroes and heroes, and cut off this person's head, which is very happy!"

"Visually, there have been a large number of news reporters, Chinese doctors, Western devils, Oriental ronins, charlatans, seriously ill patients, heroes and heroes, rushing to Shandong to find Mr. Shandong's ......"

The government of the Republic of China did not have any management measures for newspapers, and the newspaper and periodical industry was in full bloom and prosperous, and its freedom of speech was far better than that of gossip forums a hundred years later.

All kinds of news came overwhelmingly, just like the raging waves on the vast sea, and Zhang Meixi became the person standing on the cusp.

In fact, there are too many loopholes in the origin of penicillin, and it is impossible to sue anyone about Zhang Meixi's true origin.

The only thing to be thankful for is that I was witty and used a pen name once. Mr. Shandong, the image of the brain is really far from the deity.

The clever little girl Peach, according to her own taste, picked a newspaper for the eldest lady, which is an academic newspaper, mainly discussing whether Mr. Shandong is regarded as traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, this is an era of great disputes over who is more powerful in Chinese medicine and Western medicine. For now, Western medicine has the upper hand. Because the old Chinese medicine doctors don't like to write newspaper articles.

Everyone read the newspaper and drank coffee together, the eldest young master of the Zhou family was heroic, he drank it in three or two sips, and beckoned the waiter to ask for another cup. The second young master of the Zhou family simply smiled and asked for a pot of coffee for his eldest brother and a plate of sugar cubes for his younger brother.

The atmosphere of a few rural rich people could no longer be hidden, and the record player playing background music actually changed to a folk tune very appropriately.

After spending half a day in the café, a few people simply went to the western restaurant next to them to eat French dinner.

Zhang Meixi thought that she had been calm all day, completely unaware that her personal girl had noticed her fluctuations.

However, she adjusted quite quickly, after eating the French dinner, Zhang Meixi has completely figured it out, in this era, she is indeed not an ordinary person, and there is no way to be an ordinary person, leading the world for a hundred years in pharmaceutical technology in hand, and constantly coming up with products with shocking effects, she must also accept a by-product, that is, a thunderous reputation.

When I took the car back, there was another small problem.

The eldest young master of the Zhou family didn't know which tendon he had in his brain, and he didn't drive his brand-new and identical Ford car, so he had to take the lead and open Meixi's car, and the cameo eldest lady driver was addicted.

An evil smile flashed on Zhang Meixi's face:

"Brother Bojian, I'll open it myself, and I will too."

It seems to be free and easy, and he carefully drove the ford back to the mansion of Uncle Huang at No. 16 Coral Garden.

Walking into the living room of Fourth Uncle Huang's mansion, Fourth Uncle Huang and Fifth Uncle Huang were actually here, Zhang Meixi has lived in Shanghai for so long, and the number of times she has seen her two uncles is simply countable.

These two uncles are Baixiangren, and Baixiangren is the local dialect of old Shanghai in the Republic of China, which is roughly equivalent to the playboy often said in later generations, Xiaokaizi, Xiaokai, and the like.

Both of them are decent people with heads and faces, relying on the face, business, and real estate left by their ancestors, living a life of eating, drinking, gambling, and wanton freedom, their IQ is not low, and they have some taste.

But if you don't do your job, you can't say whether you have the ability or not, and if you ask them to do things, sometimes you are still very happy to help, and sometimes you really can't count on it.

Both uncles were dressed in suits, and sat somewhat lazily on French leather sofas in the hall on the first floor, wearing old dink rings on their hands, and gently beating the beat, drowsy.

Zhang Meixi walked over and bowed to say hello.

The two uncles held their spirits and smiled awkwardly:

"Mi Hee-ha? Coming back from a day out? Go upstairs and rest, what you want to eat, tell the kitchen and let them do it. ”

Meixi smiled and saluted, turned around, and only walked two or three steps.

I heard Uncle Huang behind him say faintly:

"If you want to save your life, unless that legendary Mr. Shandong makes a move!"

Uncle Huang Wu sneered:

"Mr. Shandong? Fart! ”