Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Professor Yang, my grandfather depends on you."

"Professor Yang, I heard that all the medicines you made have won the Nobel Prize. Are there any ready-to-use medicines? My father, I really can't wait."

Outside the ward, the patient's family members surrounded Yang Rui with sincere speech and excitement.

The old man is lying in the ward, and the children are not unexcited. Sincerity is also true sincerity. Whether it is to gods or doctors, Chinese people can knock their heads when they need them, and bow their heads. Even the two brothers, who are high-ranking cadres, also treat Yang Rui and Yan Yue. Cheeky to please.

Hu Chi had already explained the general situation to Yang Rui in the car. In fact, even if he does not explain, the situation in front of him is not difficult to understand. The best thing about Chinese language is that he can use simple sentences to express complicated situations clearly. In this matter, it is nothing more than ten thousand to ten thousand. I was in a hurry to go to the doctor."

Or, the so-called dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.

However, the embarrassing place lies in...

"I'm not a doctor." Yang Rui sighed long.

If you want to talk about the few people in front of you, they have all seen the world before. Needless to say, the grandson who spoke just now came back from studying abroad. The others are also well-informed so-called elites.

However, in the face of illness and a future that will never be prepared, the IQs of a few people are obviously not online.

To be more precise, their IQ is online, and perhaps it's useless.

Inviting Nobel Prize winner Yang Rui may have been the result of a few people brainstorming.

They seemed to have expected even Yang Rui's answer.

The eldest grandson said naturally: "Since ancient times, medicine has no division. You are a great expert in medicine. Give my grandpa a try. Maybe you will be cured."

"The old man is chronic bronchitis, which is what we call emphysema, and now is complicated by heart disease. This is a disease that should be consulted by a doctor. At best, I can only develop some drugs." Yang Rui sighed again in his heart, destined to waste himself. Lamented after being dropped for a few hours.

"We are looking for you just because it is an old and slow support." The eldest son Li Junxing spoke at this time and said: "Professor Yang, don't you look at my dad lying on the hospital bed now that it seems to be very serious..."

Yang Rui said in his heart, this is very serious, okay.

"The old man's illness, if you have good medicine, you can still survive it." The second son followed.

The family nodded together, all very confident.

"Professor Yang, just say what you have." Hu Chi raised Yang Rui by the side.

Yang Rui glanced at Hu Chi and said helplessly: "Director Li, the medicine I am making now is used to treat Gaucher's disease. This is a rare disease, relatively rare, but more serious. For chronic bronchitis, or I don’t understand pulmonary heart disease and cannot be cured."

"The newspaper said that you can make whatever medicine you want." The grandson's voice became louder and said: "Professor Yang, you are a Nobel Prize winner. If you want to develop a medicine The medicine should not be difficult."

Although this question is somewhat naive, Yang Rui still solemnly replied: "It is indeed possible to do it, but it is still very difficult and very time-consuming."

"My dad may be able to survive this time, maybe he won't be able to survive." The eldest son paused and said: "But no matter what the result is, we all want you to make this medicine. If you have any requirements, please mention it. ."

Yang Rui looked at Hu Chi again, the latter opened his hands and said, "Professor Yang, you can mention anything you want. Let's analyze and analyze what you want to do."

According to what he meant, he wanted Yang Rui to make this medicine.

Think about it as well. Old chronic bronchitis, or pulmonary heart disease, are all senile diseases, and after the old revolution in the war years, there is a lot of demand.

The Li family now proposed that there might be someone else who needs it. It is very possible.

Wanting to live for a few more years and wanting to live for a few more years is the most basic human need.

If this is not the case, what is the significance of human research in medicine?

"Director Hu, come with me first." Yang Rui stretched out his hand and pulled Hu Chi directly.

Hu Chi hesitated to follow Yang Rui out the door, to a place where no one could hear him, and said: "Oh, that's what I said, you at least get confused."

"This is a matter of life and death, how can I fool around casually." Yang Rui said no.

Science is verifiable. He talks nonsense here, and it may be dismantled at any time.

Hu Chi froze for a moment, and said, "Don't say you can really do it."

"What is difficult to do with an old slow drug? There are many ready-made targets. The question is, first, do they wait to live, and second, do they pay? Third, the medicine is available , The effect may be there, but it can’t cure the disease.” Yang Rui paused and said: “By the way, is it necessary for you to introduce such a positive introduction?”

"Can there be any?" Hu Chi sighed and said, "Anyway, if a new drug can be developed, that would be the best thing."

"Really? It is much more expensive to develop drugs for the elderly and chronic drugs than Gaucher's disease." Yang Rui had to express doubt.

The Li family is obviously a family of honors, but more than 30 million US dollars is not a joke.

As a rare disease, Gaucher disease can be treated like a green channel. Whether it is clinical trials or development research, the cost is relatively low, and the financial pressure is relatively light.

However, it is not so fun to develop a new drug.

Regardless of whether it can be marketed or not, the development cost must first be considered. If it is finally sold, it is naturally a good thing. If it cannot be sold, the ion channel laboratory cannot be paid.

Hu Chi said affirmatively: "If it's just money, the Li family is fine."

Yang Rui's mouth twitched twice, he didn't believe that money was not a problem.

Back in the corridor, Yang Rui talked about the first two concerns. After receiving approval, he said: "Developing new drugs is very expensive, and the first batch will require a lot of funds. Can you provide them?"

"No problem. We know you have a plan for Gaucher's disease." The Li family was already a little excited at this time, as if the Nobel Prize winner Yang Rui could solve all the problems after he made a new medicine.

Yang Rui is still deeply skeptical. If it is China 30 years later, it goes without saying that tens of millions of dollars will be the same as playing. Now, no matter how big a person is, I am afraid that he can't easily take out this life money. ——It's not even a life-saving money, at most it is just buying a few years of life.

"Gauchier's disease is a rare disease, and the cost is less than that of ordinary drugs. The development cost of drugs such as the old chronic drug will be more than twice as high."

"No problem." The grandson of the Li family patted his chest first.

Yang Rui frowned slightly and said, "Since everything is said to be here, then, when the US$30 million arrives, we will start new drug development."

It is always a good thing for someone to do a project with money, and Yang Rui is even more unlikely to refuse.

The ion channel laboratory is Yang Rui's laboratory, but the laboratory is not a wayward place for a scientist. So many researchers also need a lot of funds for research.

The country's annual funding is so large that Yang Rui can't grab them all.

The ion channel laboratory needs the support of local tyrants to make it a little more generous.

Of course, nobles are also good.

Li Junxing coughed twice at this time and said, "Well, Director Yang, we can definitely figure out how to get the money, but you see, the time is so tight, do you do the research first? We are raising money here at the same time."

"Yes, but the ion channel laboratory is only about 3 million US dollars. Once the project starts, it can last for two weeks. After that, there will be no way." Regarding this number, Yang Rui said casually.

However, it is not completely talked about.

At least, 3 million US dollars, for two weeks, there is no nonsense.

Li Junxing was taken aback, and said, "The new medicine you made before does not use money so quickly, right."

"There is always a deposit for ordering equipment. The old slow payment is a brand new medicine. If we want to order a batch of new equipment and instruments, it will cost 3 million US dollars and it will be spent in two weeks." Yang Rui finished, and said: It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and without money, we cannot continue."

Yang Rui has said similar things several times, and the Li family completely understands it.

Several people looked at each other, and then looked at the old man in the room. After a while, Li Junxing said: "Director Yang, if 30 million US dollars, it is still a bit difficult to get it out at once. Can you get it from Gaucher's disease? , Move a little here?"

"What then?" Yang Rui was not surprised that they had similar thoughts.

"Um... you don't need foreign exchange, it should be fine, let's find a way to get more funds for your laboratory..."

Yang Rui now knows the strength of the Li family, with a smile in his heart, he took a look at Hu Chi, and then said: "A new drug will be developed and it will cost 100 million to 300 million US dollars in total. There is still a possibility of failure during this period. .30 million dollars is just the beginning ~www.readwn.com~ not the result."

"100 million U.S. dollars...how can it be used so much?" The woman who had not spoken cried out, looking at Yang Rui as if she was looking at a corrupt criminal.

"It's still used up." Yang Rui replied very truthfully.

This amount of money, even if converted into RMB, is unbelievably high. If the Li family can really get it, he doesn't mind filling it up with lab dollars.

The Li family suddenly became silent.

Hu Chi couldn't help being embarrassed.

The US$30 million required for the development of Gaucher's disease, and the figure currently proposed by Yang Rui, are already two orders of magnitude.

Not to mention, it involves the use of U.S. dollars.

"Master..." Several women began to cry one after another.

The younger generation also shrugged their shoulders.

Yang Rui sighed softly.

From a scientist's point of view, life itself is determined by resources.

The high life expectancy in developed countries is definitely not because of healthy eating and drinking urea. The average life expectancy of Chinese urban residents is higher than that of rural residents. Obviously, it is not because of invading drugs.

However, resources are limited after all.

Even the Nobel Prize can't...at least for now, this cannot be changed.

Yang Rui patted Hu Chi on the shoulder and walked out the corridor silently.

The Nobel Prize has been fermented long enough, and after that, similar things will probably emerge in endlessly.

When Hu Chi slipped out of it, Yang Rui immediately caught him and said, "Let's go abroad."

"What?"

"The Nobel Prize is awarded in February. It's time to set off. Don't you want a shopping delegation? Let's set off."

"So anxious..." When Hu Chi said this, he realized why Yang Rui was anxious, shook his head, and said: "Count what I owe you, I'll make arrangements..."

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