Who is Liu Lang? Although he is a pure soldier, he is also a person who has been trained in the officialdom of the military factory for several years. The changes in the expressions of those guys who only focus on profit cannot escape his eyes.
Changing the topic, he said: "I know, this cake is a bit too big, which scares everyone. I'm afraid that if I invest the money to buy the cake but not eat it in the end, I will lose everything. In that case, I won't talk about that first.
Chemicals, steel, cement, let’s talk about medicine first. You have never been to Europe and the United States!”
The big guys shook their heads. Both Europe and the United States are thousands of miles away. If you want to go there, you can only take a boat. It can take at least half a year or more than a year. Who would go there if there is nothing particularly important? That is Fan Xudong,
I only went to Japan to study abroad.
"But there are people here who have been to the United States, such as Mr. Fan Ziran." Liu Lang pointed at the confused Fan Ziran with a slight smile.
"Mr. Fan, you are a person who studied chemical engineering at Harvard University in the United States for several years. Please tell me about the current research on anti-inflammatory drugs in the United States." Liu Lang asked Fan Ziran first. Then he turned to the bosses and half-joked.
He said half-seriously: "Mr. Fan is the nephew of Boss Fan. He will not miss this investment intention. You should not think that Mr. Fan is my shill, right?"
"Haha, that's possible! Captain Liu is joking."
"Mr. Fan is also a new elite in the business world. With Boss Fan's careful cultivation, we naturally believe in him."
The bosses are naturally full of nice things to say, even if they have some doubts in their hearts, they have to hide it. At this time, if anyone says that they don't believe it, not only Liu Lang's face will be slapped, but Boss Fan's face will also be slapped.
Even if you don’t believe it, you have to believe it.
Fan Ziran hesitantly turned his gaze to his uncle. Fan Xudong nodded, "Ziran, since Captain Liu asked you to speak, you can speak. I happen to also want to know how much your horizons have broadened in the past few years in the United States. However,
, you must tell the truth and not make things up."
"The technology of Americans is indeed beyond what I can say in China at the moment. Their chemical industry is very developed... The financial industry is also very prosperous. However, the financial crisis has just passed and the economy is now at a low point and is still far away from a full recovery.
It's far away. If we go to invest there, their government should still be very welcoming." Mr. Fan obviously didn't live, drink and have fun in the United States, but he still knew the American chemical industry and economy very well at this time.
However, this is completely different from what Liu Lang asked him to say about the so-called pharmaceutical industry.
Fan Xudong's brows furrowed deeply. After listening patiently for a few minutes, he finally couldn't help interrupting his nephew's ramblings, "We haven't finished our investment in China, so why invest in the United States? Let's get to the point.
What are the new trends in the pharmaceutical industry?”
"But, uncle, the pharmaceutical industry is not my major. I really... don't know!" Fan Ziran explained with a sad face.
All the bosses feel pain in their balls, I don’t know, you just say no and it’s over, why are you talking so much?
"Haha, it's okay if you don't know. You are a stranger. If you already know about it, it means they have already developed it. Then you still have our soup to drink?" Liu Lang laughed.
Everyone...
You dare to use me as a background wall! Mr. Fan looked at Liu Tuanzuo with a look of resentment on his face.
"Okay, since Mr. Fan can't tell you what happened in the medical world in the United States and Europe, let me tell you about the major inventions of a European doctor. Although most Europeans and Americans don't know about it, of course, as for
How do I know this? I'm sorry, but I have to keep it a secret." A hint of mystery appeared on Liu Lang's face.
This must be kept secret, because what he knew was written in popular science books eighty years later. If he told it, it would be weird if a bunch of big guys didn't treat him as a mental illness.
However, Liu Lang was so pretentious that the faces of the business tycoons turned cautious. What kind of medicine would make a colonel of the national army taboo? Could it be that it has something to do with the state machinery?
Regardless of what everyone thought, Liu Lang continued: "I am a soldier, and the word I am most exposed to is casualties. The reason why the injured are listed before the dead is because there are more injured than dead. I have experienced Guan Yu's bone scraping therapy.
In that bloody era of surgery, anesthesia and bandages appeared in the world, so that patients did not have to endure severe pain for surgery, nor did they have to rely on red-hot irons to treat wounds. But no matter how advanced medical technology is, it cannot stop it.
Live at the pace of a microorganism harvesting life, it is - bacteria!
Everyone knows about bacteria. After a flood, the number of people dying from malaria and this bacterial infection often reaches hundreds of thousands. The number is much higher than the number of deaths from the flood itself. In the United States, where technology is much higher than ours, during the American Civil War
, dysentery alone caused more than 50,000 soldiers to die of diarrhea. In the year after the end of World War I, an influenza killed 20 million people...
Bacteria, the tiny giants, have attracted countless elites in the medical field to explore for thousands of years, but to no avail. This situation continued until the emergence of a field doctor named Fleming. As a medical worker
, Fleming was born at the bottom of society. Because he accidentally inherited an inheritance from a relative, he was able to afford to study and enter the medical profession. However, this respected profession, for him as a young man, meant a tragic memory that he would never forget.
: On the battlefields of the First World War that swept through Europe, he participated in the rescue of tens of thousands of wounded, and witnessed the ruthless death of most people. The harm of worsening wound infection was unforgettable to him.
Just as this military doctor once said: It was because of the war that he understood how powerless he was as a doctor. In the Battle of the Great Wall of our independent regiment, more than 1,300 people were seriously injured, but only a few of those who survived
How many? Let me tell you, 597 people, less than half, and even now some people are dying in the hospital, and I am powerless to face all this. Even if I can build the heads of the Japanese invaders into Beijing, even if I can
I can lead the soldiers to advance against the hail of bullets, but I am still powerless against that tiny bacteria. Whether they can survive or not depends on their luck." At this point, Liu Lang's eyes filled with tears.
This is really not Liu Lang's acting. In this era without antibacterial drugs, the soldiers under his command really suffered heavy casualties. An independent regiment with a strength of 2,500 including strong men only survived this battle.
More than 1,100 people, up to 60% were killed in action, and hundreds more were disabled. Of these 60%, at least 30% died in the hospital. If the antibacterial drug penicillin had been available, at least his soldiers would have died in the hospital.
500 more people can survive.
The lives of 500 people! They were not lost in the battlefield with heavy artillery fire, but they were all lost in the mouths of those tiny bacteria.
There was a moment of silence.
Among the officers sitting over there, if you pick any one of them, they are all strong men, but now they are also full of tears.
They were not sad about death. They died on the battlefield. That is the destination of soldiers. The moment everyone stepped onto the battlefield, they were ready to be shrouded in horse hides. However, the war was over, but they had to watch the lives they spent together day and night.
My brother died on the bed, but I couldn't do anything. The pain of being helpless was even greater than seeing death itself.
And all of this is caused by damn bacteria, a problem that humans still cannot overcome.