Xueba’s medical black technology system

Chapter 18 Wang Donglai’s anxiety
It's time for lunch.

As a dedicated cook, Lu Liang naturally cannot delay his cooking time.

Lu Liang trotted from the teaching building to the cafeteria to get food.

During the summer vacation, because most students have gone home, the demand for canteens is not great.

The canteen only has two windows open.

Fortunately, Lu Liang was not picky about food, so he ordered a portion of potatoes, beef and vegetables.

After packing, Lu Liang carried the food back to the study room.

"Have you eaten so early?"

At this time, Gong Tai came over, and his position was next to Lu Liang.

"Eat enough to work hard."

Lu Liang said helplessly: "Senior brother, aren't you going to eat?"

At this time, Gong Tai mysteriously took out a steaming roasted sweet potato from his pocket: "We'll have this for lunch today."

When he saw the roasted sweet potatoes, Lu Liang was stunned: "Senior brother, where did you buy this roasted sweet potato?"

There is a roasted sweet potato shop selling roasted sweet potatoes next to the school, but it usually only appears with a tricycle in winter.

It's July or August, and with such hot weather, there's no way there's anyone selling roasted sweet potatoes near the school.

Gong Tai shook his head: "I didn't buy it, I baked it myself."

"Senior brother, lighting fires is not allowed in school. Once discovered, you will be notified and punished."

Lu Liang reminded.

Gong Tai glanced at Lu Liang: "Junior brother, you are not fickle at first glance. Who said you must use fire to roast sweet potatoes?"

"How can we bake without lighting a fire?"

Lu Liang was even more puzzled.

Gong Tai smacked his lips: "Did you forget that we have a constant-temperature oven in the laboratory? Wrap the sweet potatoes in tin foil, throw them into the constant-temperature oven, and bake them for an hour. Isn't it done?"

"If you think it's too slow, you can throw it into the muffle furnace."

"I just don't know if the high-pressure steam sterilizer can be used."

Listening to Gong Tai's words, Lu Liang's eyes twitched. If he threw it into the muffle furnace, it would be burned into carbon.

Also, are these test instruments used by you to roast sweet potatoes?
But if you think about it carefully, this group of people once used the school's -80°C refrigerator to freeze ice cubes and used beakers to hold wine for drinking.

Roasting sweet potatoes in a constant-temperature oven doesn't seem to be unusual.

Lu Liang accepted this naturally.

In the words of the research team, this is called making the best use of everything.

Gong Tai took out a hot sweet potato again, looked at Lu Liang and asked, "Junior brother, from now on, our research team will officially realize the freedom of sweet potatoes. Do you want some sweet potatoes?"

Lu Liang was not polite. He took the sweet potato from Gong Tai's hand and asked while peeling it: "Brother, are you afraid of being discovered by the school when you do this? The laboratory is equipped with cameras."

Lu Liang could imagine that once this matter was discovered by the school, a notice of criticism would appear on the homepage of the school's website early tomorrow morning.

"As a doctor, so-and-so openly took the lead in doing such an unscrupulous thing in the laboratory. Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?" 》

Gong Tai waved his hand very confidently: "It's okay, we are using the constant temperature oven in Teacher Ji's laboratory. This is a separate laboratory assigned to Teacher Ji by the school, and we usually don't check it."

Lu Liang looked a little weird, no wonder these people dared to be so blatant.

Just as Lu Liang was showing off the roasted sweet potatoes, the phone next to him suddenly rang.

Lu Liang picked up the phone in confusion and found that Wang Donglai had opened the phone.

Lu Liang walked out of the study room and came to the corridor before answering the phone.

Soon, Wang Donglai's slightly heavy voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Lu, I have some bad news here."

Lu Liang asked with some confusion: "What happened, Mr. Wang?"

Wang Donglai's tone was depressed and heavy: "Mr. Lu, our Bai Shuke has been on the market for almost a week, but the medicine cannot be sold at all." "Mr. Lu, what do you think is the problem? Ah, our prices are already so low, why doesn’t anyone buy our medicines?”

Wang Donglai became more and more anxious in the end, and he couldn't help but ask.

In the past few days, Wang Donglai tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

It has been almost a week since the production and launch of the second-generation drug authorized by Lu Liang to him, but the sales of the drug can be described as bleak.

So far, the sales volume of drugs on the market has not even exceeded three digits.

Wang Donglai originally thought that the efficacy of Bai Shuke in treating chronic myelogenous leukemia would be matched by the jaw-dropping low price.

As soon as Bai Shuke goes on the market, it will definitely cause quite a stir.

But ideals are often full, and reality is full of skinny.

It has been nearly a week since Bai Shuke was launched, and the result is like a stone sinking into the sea. Let alone a sensation, there is not even a big sound.

This puzzled Wang Donglai, and he asked Sun Yi more than once. As a dealer, Sun Yi also conducted follow-up investigations on Bai Shuke's sales.

But judging from Sun Yi's feedback, Bai Shuke...can't be sold.

Yes, that’s right, the mainstream drug for the treatment of chronic myelogenous leukemia is still the sky-high price of Gleevec, while no patients come to buy the cheap Beishuk.

This made Wang Donglai very worried. He really couldn't figure out what went wrong.

In the end, I could only run to Lu Liang and ask.

Wang Donglai thought that Lu Liang would become as confused as him after hearing this question.

But to Wang Donglai's surprise, Lu Liang just answered lightly: "Oh, it's okay, it's not a big problem."

"what?"

Lu Liang's calm answer really surprised Wang Donglai. Wang Donglai even had the slightest doubt whether he heard it wrong.

After coming back to his senses, Wang Donglai asked doubtfully: "Mr. Lu, are you really not worried at all?"

Wang Donglai couldn't understand why Lu Liang could be so calm.

You must know that he has been tossing and turning every day and can't sleep these days. His hair is more like permed chicken feathers falling out in handfuls, and his overall mental state is like the night before the college entrance examination results came out.

Anxiety and restlessness tortured him crazily every day, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

But when I arrived at Lu Liang's place, it felt like eating and drinking was as ordinary as eating and drinking. It seemed that it was not worth mentioning at all.

In fact, Lu Liang had already guessed that this would happen.

After getting used to the sky-high price of Gleevec, those patients with chronic myelogenous leukemia would definitely be worried when they saw the ridiculously low price of Beishuk.

Is there any problem if this medicine is sold so cheaply?

Regarding this point, Lu Liang is extremely confident. After all, the compound dasatinib has been verified countless times by previous people. There are countless papers published, and its efficacy is completely credible.

This is where Lu Liang's confidence lies.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang."

Lu Liang said calmly: "Sales will increase sooner or later. This is not a problem we need to worry about at all. What we really need to worry about is whether the inventory of drugs we produce is sufficient and whether we can supply the goods by then."

After hearing what Lu Liang said, Wang Donglai couldn't help but said: "However, our current sales volume cannot keep up with the production speed, and the inventory in several of our warehouses is almost full."

"Then build another warehouse. Anyway, let's find a way to collect more inventory now. Don't worry, Mr. Wang, you will only feel that our inventory is not enough later."

Lu Liang said with a smile, without the slightest worry in his tone.

Although he didn't know where Lu Liang's confidence came from, Wang Donglai's anxious heart felt a little relieved when he saw Lu Liang was so confident.

"Mr. Lu, what do you mean, we will continue to expand production?"

"Yes, produce as much medicine as possible."

Lu Liang said.

After Wang Donglai was silent for a moment, he seemed to have made a decision. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I understand."

(End of this chapter)