Hua Zejin's expression was as calm as ever, and it was difficult for Xu San to see the psychological fluctuations from her face, but he could analyze from the brief conversation just now that Hua Zejin seemed to really have the idea of letting him act as a second assistant.

"Do you want me to be a mascot during surgery?" Xu San rubbed his chin, twisted his eyebrows, and gently told his thoughts.

"Mascot?" Hua Zejin didn't seem to know the meaning of this word, she whispered and nodded, "Well, almost, this operation does require a certain amount of luck, you have always been very lucky, maybe with the help of your luck, this operation can be successfully completed." ”

"Then I'm up to it!" Xu San put away his smile and said unyieldingly.

From calm to calm, Hua Zejin's expression finally changed slightly, he opened the drawer, took out a notebook from it and handed it to Xu San, "This is the surgical plan, you will go and bring the Nanako back later, in the afternoon, let's simulate the run-in." ”

After taking the notebook, Xu San simply flipped through it, and immediately the corners of his mouth twitched, and found that he still couldn't understand the surgical plan, he knew all the words in the notebook, but it made him feel unclear when they were connected, and even if he recalled all the medical treatments he had seen, he had never found a similar plot.

After putting away the notebook, Xu San asked, "I took it, so what do you use?" ”

"It's just the part of Ichisuke that I'm giving to you, and I want Nanako to take a look in advance, we have a short run-in time, and there's no time to waste."

"What about me, the second assistant?" Xu San asked.

Hua Zejin walked to Xu San's side, looked up at his face, reached out to tie his shirt, and after he tied it, he tidied it up for him before he slowly spoke, "Didn't you say you were a mascot?" When the time comes, you can just stand by my side, and you shouldn't be needed much. ”

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In the western suburbs of Taiyuan, not far from the freight station, there is a chemical laboratory built by the Ji family in the early years, and after a simple transformation, it has become a biological laboratory used by Xu San to cultivate penicillin.

Ji Yun is very concerned about the mass production of penicillin, not only providing laboratories, but also providing several senior workers who work very well, and this laboratory has not worried Xu San at all from the beginning of the transformation to the use, even if Xu San is not too far away, Hua Zejin took time out of his busy schedule to arrange relevant matters for Xu San.

And Xu San only arranged Dong Jinbao after returning from Chu Liang, although it was a bit wrong to let a person make gunpowder to make fungi, but Xu San felt that it was not a big problem, because Dong Jinbao's task was only to record those groups of special petri dishes.

It has been almost a year since he first got Sun Changhai's blood, and Xu San can be regarded as officially taking out this special blood as a catalyst to use.

When he came to the laboratory, as soon as he changed into a white coat, Dong Jinbao came to his side and whispered, "It's done!" ”

Xu San tidied up his clothes quietly, "Purified a lot?" ”

"At present, only a few petri dishes with the catalyst you gave have produced results, but only three petri dishes have been successfully cultivated, and 1200U has been produced, and the others have failed." Dong Jinbao whispered.

"So little?" Xu San frowned and continued to ask, because penicillin, whether oral or injected, is used for hundreds of thousands of U at a time, and this 1200U may not even be enough for a mouse test.

"It's a lot, how big is a petri dish, and if it is multiplied by tens or hundreds of times on a large scale, it will be no problem."

"Then expand the scale of training." Xu San pondered and said, "Well, I need 100,000 U." ”

"Okay, it's not a big problem, but you have to give me some of the catalyst you gave me, you started to give me those that I only used half of it, and when I want to use it again, it won't work."

"It's supposed to be a matter of activity, that catalyst has a very short shelf life. I'll get you a little more tomorrow night. Xu Sanxuan said matter-of-factly, in fact, he didn't know what the specific reason was, he just knew that Sun Changhai's Xu Sanxue would be used as soon as it was taken out of his system warehouse.

Dong Jinbao's expression was a little strange, as if he was constipated, and he held back for a long time before saying, "Shall we change someone?" I really don't understand biochemistry, I'm staying here, at most I'm just taking notes, and I can't do anything else. ”

"Can't change it!" Xu San simply rejected Dong Jinbao, "I really don't have anyone to use, only you can stick a little bit." ”

"This kind of simple experiment can be done by Miss Ji's classmates."

Xu San waved his hand and interrupted, "No, I only believe you, this experiment is very important, I need complete test data, and when the energy is produced, you can leave." ”

After listening to Xu San's words, Dong Jinbao's fat face trembled twice, and he felt that he would have to work for Xu San in the past two years.

Seeing that Dong Jinbao was in a mood, Xu San came to his side, reached out and grabbed his shoulder, and began to draw cakes, "Don't be emotional!" Mass production technology must be in our own hands, you must know that your current research can be said to benefit the world, if it can be completed within a year, maybe win a Nobel Prize. ”

"Pull it down, even if you succeed, it won't be my turn! I'm an insignificant handyman in a lab, and if I can win an award, it's you. ”

Dong Jinbao's words made Xu San's heart move, as he said, if he can really mass produce penicillin early, then the Nobel Prize may still nominate him.

You must know that in Xu San's original world, it was not until the winter of 1940 that Qian En refined a little penicillin, which was a major breakthrough, but it was still far from clinical application. It wasn't until 1941 that the baton of purification passed to the Australian pathologist Walter Flory, which increased the production of penicillin from 2 units per cubic centimeter to 40 units, and he now produces at least a few hundred units, much faster than the progress of the two bigwigs.

Although he didn't know the specific test process, Xu San knew that the two bigwigs finally used the culture liquid of melon and corn to start mass production of penicillin in 1942.

That's all Xu San knows.

But with these, it is undoubtedly standing on the shoulders of giants, and it only needs to work hard to complete.

Xu San doesn't care about the Nobel Prize, he just wants to complete the mass production of penicillin as soon as possible, and master this technology in his own hands, which can not only reduce the casualties of a large number of soldiers, but also have a little more bargaining chips in the international negotiation.

Now the first step has been taken, and success is not far away. (End of chapter)