Wang Dacheng ignored Wang Dazhi, hurried back to his room, grabbed the red wine bottle on the table, poured a large glass full, and then drank it dry, as if he wanted to quench his depression with the liquor.
Wang Dazhi found that his mood was wrong and said, "what's the matter, brother? There's such a big thing going on at the TCM Association. You should be happy. Why do you look unhappy?"
"I'm so happy!" Wang Dacheng changed his natural and elegant image in the past, slammed the wine cup in his hand to the ground and scolded, "that little white face is very cunning. Our plan not only failed, but also raised his popularity. Now everyone is shouting that the medical saint can come back from the dead!"
Wang Dazhi said in surprise, "how could this happen? I asked the boy to test it on the dog. As long as he drank a little, he was like a dead dog. He didn't breathe, had no heartbeat, and even his body temperature decreased. How can he see it?"
"How did he see it? I don't know. In short, our plan didn't succeed. This boy is much more difficult to deal with than expected!"
Wang Dacheng took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said, "take back the rest of the medicine!"
Wang Dazhi said: "brother, this thing is very fun. If you have nothing to do, you can pretend to cheat. Just keep it for me!"
"Fun fart!" Wang Dacheng shouted, "is this something that can be taken out for fun? Now the little white face must be suspicious. Don't let people know that it belongs to our brother, otherwise there will be unnecessary trouble. Get the rest of the liquid medicine back to me quickly."
"Brother, don't be angry. I'll get it now!"
Although Wang Dazhi was a dandy, he was surprised and afraid of his brother. He hurried back to his room and took back most of the remaining bottles of pink liquid medicine!
Wang Dacheng took the liquid medicine, looked, turned and sent it to a cabinet next to him. This cabinet is completely his personal belongings. There are all kinds of bottles and cans in it.
Suddenly, his expression was stunned. He took a glass bottle containing white powder, and there was only half of the powder in it. He picked up another medicine bottle next to him, and there was less powder in it.
He suddenly turned around and shouted to Wang Dazhi, "did you touch my powder?"
"I... I..."
Wang Dazhi was startled. He squeaked for a long time, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.
Wang Dacheng grabbed his collar and roared, "tell me quickly, what did you do with my medicine?"
Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Wang Dazhi quickly said, "brother, don't be angry. In fact, you haven't done anything. I'll take these things to fight dogs and want to win some money."
"Asshole, didn't I say I'm not allowed to touch anything here?"
Hearing that Wang Dazhi just took it for dog fighting, Wang Dacheng's anger was smaller after all.
Wang Dazhi hurriedly said, "no, brother, I won't dare again next time!"
Wang Dacheng said, "you're old enough. Don't just talk about fighting dogs and flirting with girls all day. Do you know how valuable my powder is? It's much more expensive than your dogs."
Seeing that his brother's tone eased a lot, Wang Dazhi was relieved and murmured, "in fact, this thing is not very easy to use. It has lost all my money."
"Lost?" Wang Dacheng asked suspiciously, "how is this possible? Whether it's a maniac or a delayer, as long as it's used on your dog, it's impossible to lose."
Wang Dazhi said angrily, "it's not all the little white face. I had a big victory on the first day. I saw that I was going to win the dog ring. Who knows that he jumped out the next day. After that, I lost again and again and lost all my family."
Wang Dacheng changed his look and asked nervously, "what? Have you used this powder in front of Qin Haodong?"
Wang Dazhi said, "I only use it in the dog ring. Who knows he's coming, but don't worry, brother, he didn't find anything."
"Asshole, you can't accomplish anything but fail!"
Wang Dacheng was furious and slapped Wang Dazhi in the face. Now he has learned the horror of Qin Haodong. If he had known that his straw bag brother had exposed this powder, he wouldn't find someone to learn to touch porcelain in traditional Chinese medicine today.
"Brother, why did you hit me?" Wang Dazhi covered his swollen cheek and asked wrongly.
"Get out of here and never let me see you again!"
Wang Dacheng shouted angrily.
Seeing that his brother was angry, Wang Dazhi didn't dare to say anything, so he had to leave the room disheartened.
After he left, Wang Dacheng sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette and smoked. It has to be said that his ability to control his emotions is still very strong. He has regained calm after smoking a cigarette.
No matter whether the powder can be exposed or not, it still needs to be done. He returned to China with the task of the organization this time. If he can't complete it, he will be frightened by the severe punishment.
Thinking of this, he put out his cigarette butts, then got up and came to the famous doctor's hall.
Because they came back very early, it was just this afternoon, and these doctors didn't leave work. They were all sitting in the famous doctor's hall!
Wang Dacheng sent his secretary to call Fu Hailong to his office and said with a smile, "Fu Lao, the free clinic this morning is hard."
Fu Hailong shook his head and said, "Mr. Wang is joking. I didn't expect to be like this this this morning. I really live up to his high expectations."
"No wonder Fu Lao is underestimating the reputation of the Chinese Medicine Association. The responsibility lies with me." Wang Dacheng was magnanimous, took the responsibility, and then said, "to pay the old man, in fact, the relationship between free clinic is not too big. The most important thing for us now is to develop a heavyweight drug, such as Baoxue pill of Tangmen traditional Chinese medicine company.
As long as we can produce one or two drugs of this level, it will be difficult for the famous Chinese medicine hall to be famous. "
Fu Hailong shook his head and said, "young and old, your idea is a good thing, but it's too difficult to implement it. For so many years, only Qin Haodong has produced a treasure blood pill. The drugs for treating terminal diseases are not so easy to develop."
Wang Dacheng said, "I'm a layman in traditional Chinese medicine, but I know you should have some ancestral secret prescriptions and good medicines at the bottom of the box. Can't these be taken out for quantitative production? As long as your medicine is good enough, you can rest assured of the price, and you will be satisfied."
Fu Hailong said with a wry smile, "big or small, some things can't be solved by money. You're right. We old guys have some secret prescriptions for curing diseases, which are not spread out at ordinary times, but these drugs can only cure some common diseases, like the heavyweight one of curing leukemia.
Another point is that 90% of our prescriptions need to feel the pulse of the patient first, and adjust the dosage and type of medicinal materials according to the patient's condition and specific conditions. It is impossible to achieve the effect of mass production like Baoxue pill, which can adapt to all patients! "
"Well!" Wang Dacheng was slightly disappointed and said, "Fu Lao, you're busy. I'll think of other ways."
With that, he sent off Fu Hailong and asked the Secretary to invite Liu baikun. After some talk, the result was almost the same, and Liu baikun couldn't come up with a good prescription for mass production.
Wang Dacheng was not discouraged. One by one, he came to the doctors of the famous medical hall to talk, trying to find the results he expected.
Before he knew it, the sun was setting, and he had talked to the doctors of the famous medical hall. As a result, he was very discouraged. These people either couldn't come up with decent prescriptions, or the prescriptions they came up with could only cure some common diseases, and could not achieve the effect of Baoxue pill.
Wang Dacheng sighed. He thought that as long as he was willing to take the money, he would be able to buy a formula similar to Baoxue pill from these old traditional Chinese medicine. It seems that he still doesn't understand the traditional Chinese medicine industry and underestimated the difficulty of developing a new drug.
In this case, his heroic words at the press conference will become a joke. At that time, he boasted that the famous medical hall would be able to develop a pill comparable to Baoxue pill. Now it is almost impossible.
At this time, the Secretary opened the door and brought in the last traditional Chinese medicine named Zhang Guoliang. He was not too old, only in his forties. He was the youngest and lowest among all the doctors in the famous medical hall.
Wang Dacheng mediated his mood and asked, "Dr. Zhang, do you have any prescription with unique effect? As long as you can take it out and charge the price, our company will certainly not treat you badly."
Zhang Guoliang had learned the purpose of Wang Dacheng's conversation before and said with a wry smile: "sorry, boss, I really don't have this kind of thing in my hand."
"Oh!" Wang Dacheng looked disappointed. When he was ready to let his secretary see off the guests, he heard Zhang Guoliang say again, "unfortunately, my family originally had an ancestral secret recipe, which can cure all kinds of kidney diseases. It's a pity that it was burned when the devil came in. Now it's just a remnant recipe."
Wang Dacheng's eyes lit up and asked, "Doctor Zhang, what's the situation? Tell me in detail."
Zhang Guoliang said proudly, "in those days, my great grandfather was a royal doctor in the court and often treated the emperor and Empress Dowager. Our family has an ancestral secret recipe called Jiubao Yangshen pill. This medicine has excellent effects on all kinds of kidney diseases, ranging from impotence to premature ejaculation to uremia.
Unfortunately, when the devils entered the Central Plains, a fire burned down my old house. Although the formula of Jiubao Yangshen pill was robbed, the original nine flavor medicine was missing one flavor, leaving only eight flavors, which became a remnant prescription. "
Wang Dacheng asked, "doesn't anyone in your family know what's written on the prescription? Just complete it?"
Zhang Guoliang shook his head and said, "the reason why it is called the ancestral secret recipe is passed on from generation to generation. It is not allowed to be passed on outside. Therefore, the secret recipe of our family is only passed on to one person from generation to generation. Before my great grandfather can pass it on to my grandfather, he was burned to death by the fire. No one alive knows what is written on the secret recipe, so naturally he can't complete it."
Wang Dacheng sighed and said, "is there no other remedy?"
Zhang Guoliang said: "after my great grandfather died, our family is still a doctor for generations. My grandfather and my father have tried many kinds of herbs to add to the residual prescription, but they can't achieve the effect of Jiubao Bushen pill."
Wang Dacheng said: "the nine medicines are only short of one flavor. Will more tests succeed in the end?"
Zhang Guoliang said: "it's really difficult. There are tens of thousands of Chinese herbal medicines in China. How can it be so easy to mix them.
In addition, there is a lot of emphasis on traditional Chinese medicine, and it is difficult to master the amount of medicine. Sometimes, if you use more, you will be poisoned, and if you use less, it will have no effect. Although our family has tried many times, we still failed to complete the prescription of Jiubao Bushen pill. "
Wang Dacheng thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "what would happen if there were only eight kinds of medicine without one?"
Zhang Guoliang said: "my grandfather has also tried this. The conclusion is that it still has therapeutic effect, but it will seriously hurt people's liver. Therefore, my grandfather left Zuxun and prohibited our family from using Jiubao Bushen pill again."