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Chen Xuhua resigned.

Before Li Zheng’s interview was broadcast, Chen Xuhua announced his resignation in a press conference on Wednesday.

After hearing the news, Li Zheng locked himself in the laboratory day and night. Although he knew in his heart that even if his talk show was broadcast and public opinion reversed, Chen Xuhua would still be unable to escape the result of taking the blame and resigning.

Because society has rules, hospitals have systems, and if you violate the rules and systems, you must bear the consequences.

When Liang Zhe came, he saw such a Li Zheng, his face was so dark that he could drip ink, and his whole body exuded an aura of "I am very unhappy."

He frowned slightly, took two steps forward, and scanned the two boxes of half-eaten instant noodles on the coffee table with a slightly disgusting look. After hesitating, he turned around and took two disposable gloves from the experimental area to put them on, and then pursed his mouth and threw the two boxes of instant noodle residue into the trash can at the door.

Li Zheng raised his eyelids slightly, seeing that it was Liang Zhe, he lowered his head again.

"The production line is here. I have asked someone to split it in the warehouse. You can contact Huajing when you have time." Liang Zhe said.

Li Zheng nodded, "I see."

Liang Zhe frowned more tightly. He didn't like Li Zheng like this. No, it should be said that he didn't like Li Zheng like this. This person should be confident, proud, and radiant. Instead of sitting on the ground in a decadent way.

The struggle in his eyes flashed past, and then he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and sat on the ground like Li Zheng.

"It's sad because of Chen Xuhua's resignation?" Liang Zhe tried hard to recall the appearance of the psychiatrist when he uncovered him, but the tone without the slightest emotional ups and downs and the face with paralyzed face really did not have the affinity of the psychiatrist.

"It's easy to solve. If he is willing to continue to be a doctor, there is a hospital under Liang's name. If he wants to change another job, you don't have a shortage of people." Liang Zhe said.

Li Zheng raised his head in surprise, "You... why do you talk so much today?"

Liang Zhe...

Although it is surprising that Liang Zhe said a lot today, Liang Zhe's words still opened up new ideas for Li Zheng. Yes, since Chen Xuhua has no job, he will provide him with another one. Li Zheng is in the game, but Liang Zhe, an outsider, does not understand it.

"Thanks, I invite you to dinner tonight." Li Zheng patted his legs, trying to get up from the ground.

It was just that he had been sitting on the ground for too long, his legs were a little numb, he stood up too anxiously, and his right leg softened, so he fell forward.

Liang Zhe was anxious and immediately reached out to fish.

"Bump" Li Zheng slammed on Liang Zhe, his elbow hitting Liang Zhe's unspeakable part. Liang Zhe's face suddenly became liver-colored.

Li Zheng, a student, naturally understood the fragility of the man's place, and jumped up suddenly.

He smiled awkwardly, "Is it all right."

Liang Zhe's face twitched suspiciously, "It's okay..."

"Thank you." Li Zheng said without end, and then saw with satisfaction that the back of Liang Zhe's ears turned into a familiar pink.

Mr. Smith of Merck’s visit was on Thursday morning. Li Zheng just finished talking with Chen Xuhua. Chen Xuhua said that he had been a doctor for half his life and had been enough and wanted to rest. Li Zheng can see from the antibiotic incident that Chen Xuhua said that, but he likes to treat illnesses and save people, but this incident probably really broke his heart. So Li Zheng formally invited Chen Xuhua as the head of the Li Zheng Special Disease Research Foundation, and was also responsible for the listing of paminerazine and the connection with Roche.

When Zheng Lingling informed that there was a person calling herself Pete Smith who wanted to see him at the door, Li Zheng's first reaction was to call David. In the past life, various pharmaceutical companies came to the door, but it was David who came forward to help him.

"Pete Smith? Mr. Smith of Merck? He actually came in person because of carbapenem antibiotics. It seems that Merck's discovery of new antibiotics is true." David exaggerated on the phone. Aloud, "No, I have to report this news to the headquarters. Li, don't be afraid, wait for me for half an hour, and I will come right away."

Li Zheng...I am not afraid.

Li Zheng hung up the phone and stood up, "Mersk’s CEO, is Dean Chen interested in seeing me with me?"

Chen Xuhua opened his mouth in astonishment and clicked on himself with his finger.

Li Zheng smiled and expressed affirmation.

"It's a great honor." Chen Xuhua was both happy and a little complicated. Doctors inevitably deal with pharmaceutical companies. He has met countless medical representatives, but it is the first time he has seen the president of a pharmaceutical company.

Unexpectedly, after taking the blame and resigning, he stepped onto a new level in life.

Li Zheng and Chen Xuhua walked quickly to the door of the laboratory. Smith and Kent stood at the door with solemn expressions and quickly exchanged this in English. When they saw Li Zheng and others coming, they quickly put on polite smiles.

"Mr. Li Zheng?" Smith looked at the young man in front of him and spoke with some uncertainty. Li Zheng was younger than he thought.

Westerners are generally more mature than Easterners. Li Zheng's appearance can be seen by Westerners, but he is a little bit young when he is 13 or 14 years old.

Li Zheng smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Mr. Smith, Mr. Kent." Li Zheng and Smith in the last life are only a few sides, but Kent, he has dealt with several times and was impressed.

"Very professional laboratory." Kent was slightly surprised when he saw the scene in Laboratory 2 through the glass window. The environment of this Li Zheng laboratory has the style of a top international laboratory. His gaze swept slightly over the laboratory management ledger hanging on the wall of the laboratory, and the doubts in his heart had gone a lot. Maybe... was it really just a coincidence?

My team worked hard for nine years, and others did it in a few days. This was a great insult to Kent. After receiving the news of the suspected carbapenem antibiotics, Kent’s The first reaction was that his team had a traitor.

He checked the entire team inside and out, and then carefully studied Li Zheng's information. The facts told him that his team did not have any contact or contact with Li Zheng. Is there really a genius in this world? Mr. Kent's mood is very mixed.

"Thank you." Li Zheng smiled reservedly and accepted the compliment from this colleague.

Several people went to the rest area to sit down. Smith and Kent whispered a few words, then smiled and said: "This gentleman is?" They didn't want too many people to know about the carbapenem antibiotic patent, so they didn't even find an intermediary. , I found Li Zheng's laboratory directly.

"This is the former dean of Queen Mary Hospital and the head of the Li Zheng Special Disease Research Foundation." Li Zheng introduced.

Smith and Kent looked at each other, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes. They had carefully studied the Mary Hospital incident, and they naturally knew that Chen Xuhua played an extremely important role in it. They admired the oriental dean very much. If they were replaced by them, They probably won't risk going to jail to save a group of patients who don't know if they can save it.

"It's an honor to see you." Kent stretched out his hand and bent down slightly.

Chen Xuhua was stunned. He hurriedly reached out and shook Kent, "I am also honored to meet both of you."

Several people exchanged a few words, Mr. Smith winked at Kent, Ken nodded, and took out some documents from his bag.

He put the file on the coffee table, and then moved in the direction of Li Zheng.

"Mr. Li Zheng, these are the patent documents of our company's drug called imipenem, and the approval document for the drug market." Kent stared at Li Zheng's reaction without blinking.

But what disappointed him was that Li Zheng's complexion was calm, and his complexion did not change when he saw the words "imipenem".

On the contrary, Chen Xuhua, who was next to him, saw that Li Zheng opened the patent document, revealing the words "carbapenem antibiotics" in it, and his complexion changed drastically, "This...this."

"It seems that Mr. Li Zheng is not very surprised?" Smith couldn't help but said.

Li Zheng patted Chen Xuhua comfortably on the shoulder, then put the patent document back on the table with a smile, "Well, I heard that Merck may have antibiotics against Pseudomonas aeruginosa. Xu Keqiang, Mr. Kent, you may have heard of this. first name."

A dazed look appeared on Kent's face. He tried to think about something, and suddenly patted his head, "Jimmy Xu, Thomas' student! He called me!"

"Yes, if you agree to his request, maybe my laboratory will not produce a drug similar to imipenem." Li Zheng said with a shrug.

Mr. Kent's face turned blue and white all of a sudden, and then a sullen expression appeared on his face.

Smith said with a dry cough, "Mr. Li Zheng, although our company's imipenem is still in the listing review stage and the patent is still under confidentiality, it is a fact that your drug has infringed our patent rights."

"Mr. Kent and I chose to visit in person instead of inviting the legal team to send a lawyer's letter. This has shown our sincerity of Merck. You must know..."

"You don't send the lawyer's letter because you know it. Even if you send it, it's useless." Before Smith had finished speaking, David whistled in from the door.

He also held a fragrant roast chicken in his hand, wrapped in greased paper, and some exposed to the outside were roasted golden, very attractive.

"Oh, dear Li, I brought you your favorite roast chicken. It's still hot, maybe you can provide some cutlery." Despite Smith and Kent's ugly eyes, David sat on Li Zheng. Next to the sofa.

The corners of Li Zheng's mouth twitched and he looked at David, who was beside him as if no one was playing with the roast chicken, and helped his forehead helplessly.

I got up to the test area and took a few disposable rubber gloves, and handed them to everyone present, "I haven't bought all the tableware here. Let's make do with it."

David hurriedly took the gloves and put them on himself with a smile. Then he tore the whole chicken in half with a "tear". He pulled down the chicken's right leg and stuffed it into Li Zheng's hand, and then pulled one off. The wing was handed to Chen Xuhua, then he looked up at the dark-faced Smith and Kent, hesitated for a few seconds, and handed the other wing to Kent.

Mr. Smith glanced over the remaining chicken legs, his complexion slowly.

David smiled at him, then pulled off the chicken's left leg and put it into his mouth. While eating, he broke off the chicken's **** and said to Mr. Smith with a smile, "This is the only thing left."

Smith was furious. He stood up abruptly and pointed at David with trembling fingers, "David Andorio! Even if Robert is here, he dare not talk to me like this!"

The stalk of Merck’s chicken **** is not a secret among the top executives of several top companies. It is about a certain sales channel communication, and the other companies have united to pick out several high-value markets, leaving a small market space for Merck Areas that are difficult to develop are dubbed by the industry as having a chicken butt.

This incident has always been the black history of Mr. Smith's professional resume, but David's mention of this, of course, made Smith angrily.

David put the chicken drumsticks on the greased paper, and then he held his arms around him and looked at Pete Smith with a smile.

"I just want to remind you that you have to behave in a proper manner and don't bully Li when he is alone and lonely. He is an excellent partner of Roche, and we are happy to take a share in the new antibiotic field." Before talking on the phone with the Swiss headquarters, Mr. Robert couldn't help laughing on the spot when he received the news.

He told David that he must be disgusting and disgusting Smith, but he could not understand the dictatorship of Merck for a long time.

"It is a fact that Li Zheng's laboratory infringed our company's patent rights! My patent document was approved in 1976, and he discovered that carbapenem antibiotics are only a few days away!"

Li Zheng leaned back slightly, looked at Mr. Smith who seemed to be frustrated with a smile, and said: "Wait, I didn't use carbapenem antibiotics for profit. This should not be considered a patent infringement. And... …I remember that your pharmaceutical company seems to have signed a New York agreement, and Merck was still an active advocate at the time. How? Do you treat private laboratories differently?"

This time, even David looked at Li Zheng with horror. He felt that the little genius he had discovered became more mysterious. Not only was it professionally comparable to the top giants in the global pharmaceutical industry, but it also seemed that Li Zheng seemed to They are all very clear about the twists and turns of these pharmaceutical companies.

Sometimes Li Zheng understands things that he doesn't even know much about himself. Take the New York Agreement, for example, Mr. Robert told him not long ago.

The New York Agreement, which is orally agreed by the top international pharmaceutical companies, is the handling standard when the patent ownership of both parties is unclear or there is a patent dispute. Although the patent of imipenem was registered first, he only registered the core patent for confidentiality, and it was only registered in the United States. If Li Zheng wants to fight, imipenem is not the winner.

In this case, based on the content of the New York agreement, Merck should take the initiative to distribute a piece of cake to the Li Zheng laboratory. But Smith naturally did not want this result.

If David was not present, Smith could completely deny it, but Roche's people were there. This person was still David who wanted to see Merck's jokes.

"Mr. Li Zheng, the content of the New York agreement is only for the parties present at the time." Smith's attitude is very clear, and private laboratories naturally have to treat them differently.

"Oh~" Li Zheng shrugged indifferently, "Okay, I still have some experience in drug improvement."

The complacency on Smith's face suddenly froze. Yes, what he saw in front of him was not the old fox who was intriguing in the mall on weekdays, but a genius, a real pharmaceutical genius.

In less than half a year, two drugs were born in his hands. This is a very rare event in the history of pharmaceuticals. Perhaps... he really has a way to improve carbapenem antibiotics.

If imipenem is successfully launched soon, Li Zheng’s improved medicine will come out...

Smith could hardly imagine the scene at that time.

"Mr. Li Zheng... I think we can discuss it."

David looked at Smith, whose complexion was blue and white, and then at Li Zheng, who was in a dignified manner, and took a bite of a chicken leg. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with him?

Smith stood up and went to the balcony to make two phone calls. When he came back, his face was already smiling. He took out a piece of white paper and wrote "Swish Swish". In less than half an hour, he wrote a whole Sheet of paper.

Li Zheng glanced over the content on the white paper, and the depression in his heart finally loosened a lot. Merck is willing to allocate half of the profit to Li Zheng laboratory every year until the patent period of imipenem expires.

For a private laboratory in Li Zheng's laboratory, this clause is already very generous.

"What do you think?" Smith said with a smile. His body seemed to be inadvertently blocking the line of sight David was looking at, causing David to scratch his head curiously.

Seeing Smith finally showing his sincerity, Li Zheng finally showed a real smile on his face. He tore up the white paper and threw it into the trash can under Smith's stunned and angry eyes.

"Actually... I have no plans to register a patent, let alone share the cup with imipenem." Li Zheng considers himself a person who respects intellectual property rights. He has been studying hard for nine years. It’s not fair that his memory is divided out of thin air.

If it hadn’t happened to Xu Mingsheng this time, he would never have touched imipenem, a drug that has a embryonic form and is about to go on the market. His life plan is very clear. It must be born in his hands that no one has yet to invest in research. , Or put into research and haven't researched out a drug. According to him, this is called the optimal allocation of social resources.

When Smith heard the words, the anger in his eyes disappeared cleanly. The astonishment on his face was hard to conceal. Kent also grew his mouth. Obviously, this big cow in the pharmaceutical circle did not expect that Li Zheng would have such an attitude.

As for David, he mixed the chicken thigh with saliva and sprayed it all on Pete Smith's custom suit.

"David Andorio! You bastard!" Smith's angry voice was heard in Li Zheng's laboratory.