Xueba’s medical black technology system

Chapter 188 Stocking up on liver cancer drugs
"Senior brother, I'm back."

In the study room, Wang Wentao greeted Lu Liang excitedly.

Wang Wentao, who had been wandering around Yangcheng for a day, had also returned at this time.

Lu Liang asked: "How is it? Is Yangcheng fun?"

Wang Wentao thought for a moment and then said: "It's fun, but it's a pity that I don't have any money."

Lu Liang also burst into laughter for a moment.

Then, Wang Wentao seemed to remember something.

"But, then again, I went back to buy some Yangcheng specialties. I don't know if they are delicious or not. Senior brother, come over and try them together."

As Wang Wentao spoke, he excitedly opened his backpack and took out the contents.

Lu Liang also came up curiously, wanting to see what the specialties of Yangcheng were.

However, when Lu Liang saw what Wang Wentao took out from his backpack, his expression suddenly became strange.

Because he saw a package of sausages.

"This thing should be fried. How will you eat it then?" Lu Liang picked up the sausage and said.

Wang Wentao looked a little proud: "Brother, we have a pot in our dormitory. We can open a small stove when the time comes. Do you want to come too?"

Lu Liang quickly shook his head: "Forget it, Cantonese-style sausage is so sweet that I can't stand it."

Later, Lu Liang dug out a pack of betel nuts from the pile of specialties that Wang Wentao bought. He looked a little suspicious: "When did betel nuts become a specialty of Yangcheng?"

Wang Wentao said: "I bought betel nuts at a roadside shop in Yangcheng."

Lu Liang looked at Wang Wentao with some surprise: "You still eat this stuff?"

Wang Wentao said: "I saw that they buy this stuff at the entrance of every small store, so I bought a pack to try. Brother, don't tell me, this stuff is quite expensive, 50 per pack."

"50?" Lu Liang's eyes suddenly widened.

He remembered that a few years ago, this stuff only cost 5 yuan a pack.

As a result, after not seeing it for several years, it costs 50 per pack. The price increase is almost catching up with international futures!

Lu Liang shook his head and returned the betel nut to Wang Wentao: "Don't eat it, it causes cancer."

Wang Wentao asked curiously: "Brother, I remember that betel nut seems to be a kind of traditional Chinese medicine that can cure diseases, but some people say it causes cancer. Which one is correct?"

"We are all."

Lu Liang replied calmly: "It can cure diseases, but it can also cause cancer. It's a matter of dosage."

“There is an active substance in betel nut called arecoline, which has certain antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects and can kill parasites.”

"That can be regarded as a kind of traditional Chinese medicine." Wang Wentao said.

However, Lu Liang shook his head: "But this kind of arecoline is cytotoxic, destroys cell morphology and physiological functions, and has carcinogenic effects."

"Overall, it may do more harm than good, so don't eat it."

Wang Wentao nodded suddenly, and then put away the betel nuts.

Later, Lu Liang asked: "By the way, is Teacher Ji back?"

Wang Wentao shook his head: "Not yet. I asked him when I came back. It seems that he had something to do and went to the Yangcheng Lung Cancer Institute."

Lu Liang nodded. Originally, he wanted to discuss follow-up experiments with Ji Hong.

But now, I don't know when Ji Hong will come back, so I might as well do it first. Anyway, it's just a few small experiments that don't matter, and they can also practice Wang Wentao's skills.

"It's time to get off work, Manager Zhao. Let's have a skewer together, do you want to go?"

In the company, colleagues put their arms around each other and extended invitations to Zhao Lin with smiles.

Although Zhao Lin is the manager of this company and manages more than a dozen people, he gets along well with his colleagues because of his gentle personality and lack of airs.

Zhao Lin would definitely not refuse invitations from colleagues in the past.

But now, Zhao Lin could only wave his hand and said with a smile: "Forget it, I have something else to do, you go ahead."

Facing Zhao Lin's rejection, the colleague was obviously a little frustrated, but he still didn't force it: "Then let's go first."

"Okay, have fun." Zhao Lin nodded.

After the colleague turned around, he started talking to other colleagues: "What's going on with Director Zhao recently? Since he came back from taking leave last time, he hasn't participated in any activities."

"How dare you invite Director Zhao? Haven't you heard that the last time Director Zhao took leave, he went to the hospital for a checkup, and he was diagnosed with liver cancer!"

"No, how old is Director Zhao? About 35 years old. Why does he have liver cancer?"

"What else could be going on? I used to have social events every day at the company. I drank too much and got alcoholic fatty liver disease. In the end, the fatty hepatitis worsened, from cirrhosis to liver cancer. Fortunately, it's not in the late stage. Now I can control it with medicine."

"Ah, it's so scary, shall we still drink today?"

"Of course we drink. We are still young and our bodies can handle it."

Listening to the distant discussions of his colleagues outside, Zhao Lin couldn't help but show a trace of sadness on his face, which finally turned into a sigh.

Because his colleagues were indeed right.

When he first joined the company, he relied on his youth and good health to gain the respect of his boss.

Every time we socialize at the wine table, we drink as hard as we can.Even though he suffered from alcoholic fatty liver disease, he didn't care and continued to drink as usual.

The results are now good. I have climbed up the company's position, but my body has almost collapsed.

Fortunately, it can be controlled by taking medicine.

Now the doctor told him that his body could no longer touch alcohol, so Zhao Lin could only refuse the invitations from those colleagues.

After packing his things and preparing to go home from get off work, Zhao Lin's cell phone suddenly rang.

This is a call from overseas.

When Zhao Lin saw this overseas number, he was stunned for a moment and then answered the call.

Soon, Zhao Lin's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Lao Zhao, are you feeling better?"

When he heard this voice, Zhao Lin smiled: "Thanks to you, the condition is under control."

The other party was Zhao Lin's best friend in high school and now works in a foreign pharmaceutical company. After he was diagnosed with liver cancer, the other party provided him with a lot of advice.

The other party also smiled and said: "That's okay. Your current situation can still be controlled as long as you take your medicine on time."

"What a coincidence, the doctor said so too," Zhao Lin replied.

Then, the other party seemed to remember something, and then said: "Old Zhao, how many medicines do you have at home now?"

When asked this question, Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment.

Although he didn't know why his best friend suddenly asked this question, he still answered: "One month of medication."

"I basically wait until the medicine is finished before going to the hospital to buy it. Each time I buy almost a month's worth of medicine."

After all, medicines are sold in hospitals, so there is no need to buy too many.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked: "Old Zhao, do you believe me?"

Zhao Lin was a little confused. He didn't know why his best friend suddenly asked about this matter, but he still nodded and replied: "I believe it. Why don't you believe it? You gave me the advice when I got sick."

A voice came from the phone: "Okay, Lao Zhao, you listen to me, you take a day off tomorrow, go to the hospital, and buy more liver cancer medicines, the more the better, I will buy nearly a year's worth of medicines."

Listening to his best friend's words, Zhao Lin was a little confused for a moment. He smiled and said, "Why buy so many medicines."

But the other party was extremely serious: "Old Zhao, this may be an opportunity for you to make a fortune. If you are more courageous, you can also find a way to hoard more. The more, the better."

Zhao Lin became even more confused: "How can I make a fortune by collecting liver cancer medicine?"

But unexpectedly, the voice on the other end of the phone was extremely serious: "Old Zhao, I have never lied to you, right?"

Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment. The voice of his best friend made him realize that something was not right.

His best friend works in a foreign pharmaceutical company, so he must have some gossip.

Zhao Lin frowned and asked tentatively: "What happened?"

But the person on the other end of the phone did not explain. The other person said: "Old Zhao, I can't tell you too much. In short, you must listen to me!"

"But, I won't have that much money for a while!" Zhao Lin finally realized something was wrong at this moment, and he said anxiously.

You know, liver cancer drugs are not cheap.

For example, the price of sorafenib, the most common liver cancer treatment drug, is about 3000 yuan per box.

Secondly, the price of lenvatinib is more than 3200 yuan per box.

Even the price of revafenib is 2800 yuan per box.

And this is the selling price after medical insurance negotiations!

Without medical insurance, the price of sorafenib is more than 1 per box!
This price is not something Zhao Lin can afford. He usually takes three thousand boxes of medicine, which already makes Zhao Lin feel quite stressed.

And if he wants to buy a large amount of medicine, he definitely can't go through normal channels. After all, these are prescription medicines!

That's why he said that he wouldn't be able to afford that much money for a while.

"Then find a way to borrow money, and even if you borrow money, you have to buy it!" The voice on the other end of the phone was also quite anxious.

At this moment, Zhao Lin was already a little frightened.

He didn't understand what was going to happen that had to come to this point.

But thinking that his best friend had never lied to him, Zhao Lin hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath and said, "I understand."

After hearing what Zhao Lin said, the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be relieved: "Okay, Lao Zhao, I won't tell you too much. These are company matters, and I should have kept them confidential."

At this point, the other party paused and then said: "But you must remember to buy medicine. Even if you don't stock up, you must buy enough medicine for yourself. Don't say I didn't remind you!"

After speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping sound from the mobile phone, Zhao Lin was silent for a while.

After a long time, Zhao Lin suddenly came back to his senses. He glanced at the time on his phone. It was already past six o'clock, and the hospital was now closed except for the emergency department.

After Zhao Lin hesitated for a moment, he gritted his teeth and dialed the phone: "Hey, boss, I'll take a leave tomorrow and go to the hospital."

After getting permission, Zhao Lin lay on the chair as if exhausted, but the uneasiness in his heart became stronger.

(End of this chapter)