The soldiers patrolling the Humair Lake were all stunned.
"Fly! Did it really fly?"
"Am I dazzled? That person can actually fly!"
"Why didn't I take pictures? No one would believe me if I told you."
Yang Haoran could no longer hear these words.
He had already flown to the border of China on the opposite side.
Yang Haoran headed all the way towards the hinterland of Great China, and along the way he got a rough idea of the situation of the plague.
After judging the area he was in, Yang Haoran found that it was not very far from Wuchen Pharmaceutical Company.
As the largest pharmaceutical company in China, Wuchen Pharmaceutical Company will certainly not stay out of the matter.
Yang Haoran went straight to Wuchen Pharmaceutical Company.
At this time, Wuchen Pharmaceutical Company is already in a fully closed state.
All staff are wearing strict protective clothing, just like in wartime.
There were staff wearing protective clothing guarding the door, and Yang Haoran walked up.
He was immediately stopped and yelled at.
"Are you desperate for your life?
Do you know where this place is?
You dare to come here without any protection, aren't you afraid of contracting suspended animation?"
How could Yang Haoran be infected with suspended animation? His body is immune to all poisons.
Although the other party roared loudly, Yang Haoran knew that the other party had no ill intentions.
Of course I don't care.
"I want to see Ling Yurou."
Yang Haoran knew that since Sun Jingshan came to power, Ling Yurou had become the head of Wuchen Pharmaceutical Company.
"You want to see Mr. Ling? Are you kidding me?
What's the situation now? Do you know how precious Mr. Ling's time is?
How could it be delayed on irrelevant people?
Get out of here quickly and don’t cause trouble!”
Yang Haoran frowned: "Then tell Ling Yurou and ask her to come see me. My name is Yang Haoran."
Another staff member next to him sneered.
"What nonsense are you talking about?
Who do you think you are? You still want Mr. Ling to come out to see you in person?"
Yang Haoran's face was gloomy. He already knew how serious the plague was and didn't want to waste any time.
He grabbed the staff member by the collar.
"I said to inform Ling Yurou and ask her to come see me.
Whether she comes or not is her business, but if you don't notify me, don't blame me for being rude.
I’m here to help her solve her suspended animation syndrome!”
The staff member was terrified.
"Okay, I'll notify you right away, but you can't blame me if Mr. Ling doesn't come out."
There is a dedicated line directly to Ling Yurou's office at the door.
He was quickly connected, and the person who answered the phone was Ling Yurou's secretary.
"There was a man named Yang Haoran at the door who asked Mr. Ling to come out to see him. His attitude was very bad. He said he was here to help solve the problem of suspended animation."
The secretary said angrily: "Do you know how busy Mr. Ling is?
Don’t mention such boring things again!”
The phone was hung up with a bang.
The staff member looked at Yang Haoran with a grimace.
Yang Haoran said with a gloomy face: "Don't worry, I'll wait here, Ling Yurou will come out."
The two staff members looked unconvinced. The young man must have lost his mind.
In Ling Yurou's office, the secretary who had just hung up the phone suddenly frowned.
"Yang Haoran? Yang Haoran...
Why does this name sound so familiar?"
"Is it him? Is it that Yang Haoran?"
The secretary's body trembled, and she suddenly thought of something and stood up immediately.
He ran towards the laboratory desperately.
He ran very fast and didn't dare to delay at all.
At this time, Ling Yurou was busy in the laboratory with many experts.
The expert group was divided into two teams.
It follows the respective research routes of Western medicine.
The head of the medical team was Xingzhu, who was strongly persuaded by Ling Yurou to stay at Wuchen Pharmaceutical Company.
"Is there any progress? Can you come up with a specific timetable?"
Xingzhu looked tired, frowned, and kept shaking his head.
"It's difficult! This is a virus that has never appeared before.
There is absolutely no understanding of its characteristics and pathogenic mechanisms.
It's like starting from scratch, and it's too difficult to come up with a timetable.
It will take at least half a month before there is hope."
Ling Yurou's expression changed: "So long for half a month? With the current speed of the spread of the plague, the consequences are simply unimaginable.
The damage caused is too great, and the entire country of China will suffer great losses!"
Xingzhu sighed.
"I'm just stating the facts, there is really no special effect method.
Fortunately, the medicine I prescribed can temporarily delay the progression of the disease, and it only treats the symptoms rather than the root cause.
If we want to completely solve the problem, we still need to speed up research.”
Ling Yurou nodded: "Yes, time is life now.
If a specific drug had been developed a minute earlier, more lives would have been saved.
It’s going to be hard work these years.”
Xingzhu waved his hand: "Doctors are kind-hearted, these are what I should do.
Fortunately, now it is a nationwide effort and we are not the only ones working hard.
Maybe before we succeed, someone else has taken the lead."
Ling Yurou snorted: "At this time, we are facing a national crisis.
No matter who develops the specific medicine first, we must provide unconditional cooperation and support.
If specific drugs can be mass-produced and applied, more people can be saved.
As for the company's profit and loss, there is no need to consider it at all in the face of such a big right and wrong."
As she spoke, Ling Yurou looked at Xingzhu solemnly.
“Including our laboratory, everything uses the best.
If you need anything, tell me immediately, and the company will fully cooperate, no matter the cost."
Xingzhu looked touched. It is very commendable that Wuchen Pharmaceutical Company can do this as a company.
At this moment, there were rapid footsteps approaching from far away.
"Mr. Ling, I have something to report to you."
Looking at the panting secretary, Ling Yurou frowned slightly.
"Didn't I tell you that you should not panic at this time?
If you have anything to say, please tell me slowly."
The secretary gasped and paused before raising his head.
"It's Mr. Yang Haoran. A person claiming to be Mr. Yang Haoran wants you to see him."
Ling Yurou, who had just advised her secretary to be calm, suddenly trembled and was no longer calm.
"What? You mean Yang Haoran?"
Xingzhu also turned around suddenly and almost threw himself in front of the secretary.
"Master Yang is here? Please tell me where he is?
The people of China can be saved, they can be saved!"
The entrance of Wuchen Pharmaceutical Company.
Yang Haoran moved a chair and sat down on his own.
The two gatekeepers stayed away from him and regarded Yang Haoran as a madman.
Who does he think he is? How could someone as big as Mr. Ling come out to see him?
However, when they heard the sound of footsteps, the two staff members turned around and were stunned.
The person who ran out of the company building at a trot was surprisingly Ling Yurou!