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What can be done?

All night, Zhu Mingzhong had been thinking about this question, although he was not particularly familiar with him. However, that is the fate between people. Even the next day on the bus, I was still thinking about this in my head.

I got out of the car and was on my way to the lab. Two women pushing strollers towards this side, they are wearing trendy dresses, compared to the Xingqian period, women are now wearing very bold, low-necked dresses, with their movements, there will always be people worried that they may be in the spring.

"I heard that no, Miss Fu has returned from Taiwan."

"Oh, she's pathetic."

"Yes, I got tuberculosis at a young age, and I had to go to Taiwan to recuperate when the weather was cold."

"Hey, I guess I won't be there for a few years, even if the Fu family is rich, what about it? Tuberculosis is incurable......"

"No, a few years ago, the prince of Shaanxi Dingwang also died of tuberculosis, but he was very rich and ......."

"If you have money, you can't save your life......"

The conversation between the two young women made Zhu Mingzhong stunned and surprised.

"Tuberculosis kills, it doesn't ......"

Only half of the words were spoken, and Zhu Mingzhong smiled helplessly.

The medical technology of this era is also too backward, and many diseases that seem not worth mentioning can kill people.

"It's not just backward, it's terrible!"

After flipping through the materials in the library for a day, Zhu Mingzhong was a little surprised to find that the medical technology of this era was more backward than he imagined!

Although as early as the Xingqian period, the modern pharmaceutical industry was established because of the extraction of artemisinin, making medicine a science, and in the past hundred years, doctors and scholars in China and even Europe have also developed many drugs, and even many drugs are unique to this time and space.

But there is no epidemic prevention and no antibiotics in this world. What is even surprising is that in this era, the drug market is rampant with the same "secret recipe", all kinds of "drugs" are being advertised, magazines and newspapers are pharmaceutical advertisements, but how many are really useful? There may only be a few dozen, and in most cases, doctors can only expect patients to heal themselves in addition to providing a comfortable environment for their patients.

"That's a ......"

Thinking that the scholars of the Ming Dynasty had not established such an important discipline as epidemic prevention for so many years, Zhu Mingzhong's voice trembled a little.

"But...... This is also an opportunity! ”

Now Zhu Mingzhong can't even remember whether there is any information about epidemic prevention and antibiotics in the information he left behind, but one thing is for sure, people in this world need all this.

"Maybe they forgot."

For so many years that they have not established epidemic prevention and invented penicillin, Zhu Mingzhong is more willing to attribute this to their ignorance of these problems, of course, he seems to have forgotten a reason, even he himself, has not mastered the manufacturing technology of penicillin. Otherwise, I am afraid that this medicine would have been invented by him a long time ago, and then because of the variety of things, he slowly forgot about it.

"Perhaps, this is an opportunity!"

Zhu Mingzhong said to himself that although he went to Nanjing this time and earned tens of thousands of yuan in manuscript fees, these tens of thousands of yuan alone may not be able to support the next experiment. Even if it can bring in a lot of royalty income in the future, it is far away

That's why he needed a new money-making plan.

A new plan!

It can not only benefit the world without work, but also allow him to obtain rich benefits.

When was the last time you wore a white coat?

It seems that it has been a matter of more than ten years, and it seems that since the fall of the Manchu Dynasty, he has not entered the laboratory much.

Ay!

Life is wasted!

This is Zhu Mingzhong's second time wearing it after dozens of years, in addition to emotion, his body is also full of fighting spirit. Because in his opinion, this white test suit is just like the holy clothes of the "Saint Seiya", wearing it, he immediately feels that the small universe is exploding, and his body is filled with endless power.

On this day, the history of mankind will change again!

Zhu Mingzhong said to himself.

"Umbrella Company", the name given to the company, has a certain bad taste, in addition, the umbrella company is far from being compared with the movie, and even now the company's laboratory is just the basement of an apartment located in the yarn factory area, and the same as the arsenal area, the yarn factory area is also the yarn factory in the Xingqian period, and now with the expansion of the city, only a geographical term remains.

"Boss, what are we going to do?"

Faced with the sudden boss, especially after receiving a call from the boss and purchasing the test equipment he needed, Qian Le seemed a little puzzled.

Not to mention him, even Li Meihong and others, who met the boss for the first time, felt incomprehensible, didn't they want to conduct a tape recording test?

"Did you buy the white mouse?"

Zhu Mingzhong did not answer his question, but went straight to the point.

As he spoke, he looked at the laboratory in front of him, this is another room that has been cleaned up, because the recording experiment is not dangerous, so he can directly rent the basement of the apartment, in fact, it is because there is no money, otherwise, he can rent a floor in the industrial area.

"Bought it, it's all over there."

Qian Le pointed to a pile of cages on the ground and said. There were thousands of white mice used for experiments.

"Where's the dye?"

Without Qian Le's answer, Zhu Mingzhong saw the bottles of dyes over there, these were the azo dyes he needed. Whether there is any "hundred waves and more rest" he needs in this, I'm afraid only God knows.

"You're doing a great job."

Zhu Mingzhong said with a smile, Qian Le's efficiency in doing things is quite high, and the phone call made yesterday prepared everything so quickly.

"Boss, what's the use of these dyes and white rats?"

Li Meihong looked at this laboratory curiously, she felt that this person was very strange, and it had nothing to do with the tests they had conducted before.

"For experiments, oh yes, this experiment has nothing to do with the recording experiments that we did, how can you say that? This is a medical trial. ”

"Pharmaceutical trials? Dye? White mice? ”

Li Meihong looked at the pile of dyes and white mice in puzzlement.

"Use them?"

"That's right!"

Zhu Mingzhong nodded, what he needed was to find the substance sulfonamide he needed from this pile of dyes. It exists in the midst of a hundred waves.

Half a century ago, chemists used diazo compounds and prepared azo dyes, but Zhu Mingzhong did not know what he needed, nor did he know whether there was such a substance as sulfonamides in this era, and even chemistry had quietly branched in the East during the Xingqian period, and the names of many chemical substances had changed. Although he had already written the periodic table of elements, in the following hundred years, there were "deviations" in the development of chemistry. The names of many chemical raw materials discovered after Xingqian are completely different from another time and space.

"Now I almost know ......"

While numbering those dyes one by one, Zhu Mingzhong said to himself, he seemed to understand why some things, he obviously wrote down the path in the information, but they were not invented, the reason is simple, the name of the raw material has changed.

After the names of those ingredients changed, it was almost impossible to invent the same thing. So to some extent, it's not that the science of this era is too slow, but because the era has abandoned the crutch of the beginning. As early as a few decades ago, or even hundreds of years ago, it had begun to enter the stage of self-development, and at present, some technologies in this era are developing too fast, and some technologies are too slow.

"In these dyes, perhaps, we can get an unexpected harvest,"

Looking at Qian Le and them, Zhu Mingzhong said with a smile.

"At present, our most developed chemical industry is dye synthesis, and I think that maybe among the dyes, there are certain chemicals that can treat some diseases."

Like another time and space, the chemical industry of this era was also based on dyes, and it was the market demand for dyes that stimulated the development of the chemical industry and, of course, the fertilizer industry. However, in this era, Ehrlich did not discover the idea of dyes, and successfully extracted Germanin and paracelactic quinine, two anti-trypanosomal and malarial drugs.

"Boss, is it in principle?"

He is studying chemistry, Song Mingjie, who was originally in charge of the research of magnetic materials, asked.

"I don't know."

Zhu Mingzhong shook his head, looked at Qian Le, Li Meihong, and Song Mingjie.

"But I know that there is still a blank for cholera, streptococcus and so on. I noticed that the concept of "antimicrobials" is mentioned in some medical papers: that is, drugs do not necessarily "kill" bacteria, because substances that directly kill bacteria may be too toxic and damage the human body, and we should look for less toxic "bacteria" drugs to make bacteria weaker and easily eliminated by the human immune system, well, maybe this is some kind of thinking. So, I chose streptococcus and successfully built an animal model. Because streptococcal infections are widespread and fatal, once conquered, there will be a broad market prospect. Of course, this is also because a friend of mine is infected with streptococcus, so I hope to do some experiments, maybe there will be unexpected gains. ”

The boss's explanation made Qian Le and the others' expressions a little complicated, and in their opinion, Zhu Mingzhong was inevitably too arrogant.

"And extensive experimentation is a prerequisite for success!"

Smiling slightly, Zhu Mingzhong looked at them and said.

"If you want to succeed, you need patience, skill, money, and luck. I think I've always had a lot of luck, so I want to give it a try, how about it? Did we get the pathogens we needed? ”