Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1479 There is something wrong with this person

"Old Wang, what's wrong?"

Lao Zhu strode in, followed by a group of students.

"I encountered Case No. 5 and asked you to come over and help!"

For the convenience of collective nomenclature, in practice these days, people call those infected only in the lungs No. 1, those infected in the liver are called No. 2, and so on.

Finally, all infections need to be injected at the same time. Like Alphat, it is called No. 5!

Number 5 is currently the most difficult.

A person is always beyond his capabilities.

"Okay, you all just watch!"

Lao Zhu agreed, and at the same time said to the people around him, "There will be more and more No. 5s in the future, and you need to master them as soon as possible."

"No, if you don't understand, just find a pen and paper and write down the order."

"A good memory is worse than a bad pen!"

Seeing that Lao Zhu was about to speak again, Wang Zizai quickly stopped and said, "Nurse, get ready."

"Injection protection is ready!"

"Okay, let's get started."

Wang Zizai picked up the silver needle and Lao Zhu felt for his pulse.

"spleen…"

As Lao Zhu reported the location, Wang Zizai immediately found the corresponding acupuncture point and began to inject the needle and poison!

Two hours later, Wang Zizai and Lao Zhu took off their masks and left the tent, breathing fresh air.

"His grandma is so tired!"

Lao Zhu came to the rest area, picked up a glass of cold wine and poured it into it.

"Old Wang, this job is too tiring to do like this, and the efficiency is too low!"

Wang Zizai drank water and nodded.

"Yeah, too low."

"If we continue like this, we won't stop, and there will only be seven or eight people a day."

"Look at the delivery vehicles outside, they never stop!"

"If not, what should we do?"

Wang Zizai also knew that this was not the answer, but it was also the only way to let go.

Lao Zhu nodded, and then thought of something, "I wonder what happened in Sijiu City!"

……

Sijiucheng, pharmaceutical factory.

In the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao was invited by Bai Jingshu to visit the production.

Yang Xiaotao also wanted to know the progress of the pharmaceutical factory, so he drove over after lunch.

"Mr. Yang, this is the big medicine jar we use to make soup!"

Standing in front of a large tank that was more than one meter high and more than four meters in diameter, Yang Xiaotao felt that it was different from a small boiler in a steelmaking plant.

However, looking at the dark burnt bottom of the medicine jar, it is clear that it must be quite old.

"cough cough"

"This stove is quite big, not bad."

Yang Xiaotao glanced at Bai Jingshu beside him, then coughed and smiled.

"Most people use clay pots, but they are small."

"The mouthful in front of you is left by our Bai family and is specially used to brew large amounts of potions."

Bai Jingshu saw that Yang Xiaotao didn't understand much about this, so he smiled and started to learn more about it.

"Many of these Chinese medicines and medicinal materials are dried in the shade and preserved. Therefore, in order to boil these Chinese medicines into juice, you must first soak them in water. Generally, it only takes an hour, and some expensive ones may take longer."

"Once it's soaked, heat it over a simmer, bring it to a boil, and then simmer it slowly."

"The temperature cannot rise or fall suddenly during this process, otherwise it will easily destroy the components of the liquid medicine."

"So the clay pot used here cannot be careless. Our big medicine pot cannot be made from any kind of soil, nor can it be made casually."

Bai Jingshu walked around the workshop as he spoke.

Yang Xiaotao had never made any soup or medicine in his previous life or in this life, so he always thought that he could just use the pot.

But I didn't expect that the pot for boiling medicine is also very particular.

"No wonder it was passed down from our ancestors. It is indeed very particular."

Yang Xiaotao sighed with emotion, and then looked at the large medicine jar in front of him. Someone next to him was pouring the soaked wormwood soup and water into it according to the procedure.

"These mugworts are placed according to calculations. If there are too many, it's easy to overdo it."

"It won't work if it's too little, because the medicine won't be effective."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "What about heating?"

"The heating is charcoal."

While they were talking, someone had already set up the charcoal, and someone was lighting it with burning firewood nearby.

Yang Xiaotao came to the production line next to it. This kind of packaging bag was the same size as the plum blossom heat-clearing and detoxifying liquid, but the take-out packaging was different.

The logo on the outer bag of plum blossom disinfectant is a plum blossom with a red star on it. However, the brand printed previously was Red Star Machinery Factory. Now that there is a pharmaceutical factory, it will be changed to Red Star Pharmaceutical Factory in the future.

Similarly, in order to distinguish the new decoction from plum blossoms, after approval by superiors, it was named Qinghao Oral Liquid. The logo used a simplified picture of Artemisia annua and a red star.

“How many packs can be made from one jar like this?”

Bai Jingshu smiled and said, "This jar looks big, but the inside is quite thick. It can be boiled with three parts of water, so the number of herbs that can be put in at one time is limited."

"At this packaging scale, one can can produce about four thousand bags."

"It's quite a lot. This one jar can hold more than four thousand small medicine jars."

Yang Xiaotao said in surprise, and Bai Jingshu showed pride.

"It's a pity that we can only keep three of them."

“One can takes about two days, and we can ensure that nearly 10,000 packages are shipped every day without interruption.”

"Of course, this is if the herbs are uninterrupted."

"Don't worry about this. If this kind of bagged herbal medicine is approved by the Guangdong government, most of the herbal medicine will be tilted towards us in the future."

Yang Xiaotao still dares to guarantee this.

The last time I checked with Uncle Deng, I heard that the Guangdong government was also organizing people to cook the soup.

It's just that there were too many people involved, the cooking level was mixed, and a lot of wormwood was wasted.

Now that more professional equipment is available, there’s no reason not to use it. As for the production of Artemisia annua, we are currently using the inventory. The local area in the northwest has prepared to reclaim land for planting next year. Yang Xiaotao plans to take Xiaowei there to try to harvest it as soon as possible.

"How's the plaster going?"

"This way, that's the plaster production workshop."

Bai Jingshu pointed to the workshop at the back, but before he got close, there was a pungent smell.

"That's it for making plaster, it tastes a bit strong."

Bai Jingshu didn't react much as if he was used to it. Yang Xiaotao now envied those with insensitive sense of smell. Through the continuous strengthening of energy in his body, his sense of smell was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and he suffered more here.

Holding his nose, Yang Xiaotao walked in.

"It's just a pre-product now. We have produced a batch now and will send it over tomorrow together with the artemisia annua solution to see the clinical effect. If it works, we will fully produce it here."

"If there are enough raw materials, three thousand stickers a day should be enough."

Bai Jingshu gave a brief introduction, and then the two of them left the workshop.

Breathing the fresh air outside, the hypoxic state of Yang Xiaotao's brain was slightly relieved.

"I see that the chemical factory next door has filter masks. You can also apply for a batch. It will save time and cause problems."

Bai Jingshu nodded, and then walked to the office with Yang Xiaotao.

"Mr. Yang, that man has some news."

When he came to the office, the people accompanying him left one after another. Bai Jingshu put a glass of water in front of Yang Xiaotao and said casually.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao picked up the cup and took a sip, "Have you heard about it?"

"Well, I asked Aunt Rong, and she told me that it was Director Cao from above who came in with a warrant from the leader."

"Director Cao? Female?"

"Yes, it's a woman."

After Bai Jing finished telling Yang Xiaotao, he knew who it was.

I figured it out in an instant.

I originally felt that Li Huaide's behavior was a bit biased, but now that he is hooking up with Director Cao, it is directly proven.

"Don't worry about this."

Thinking of Director Cao's ability, Yang Xiaotao still reminded him.

He has also seen from the interactions in the past few days that Bai Jingshu is a capable person. Of course, this ability is more in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Such talents should do professional things.

"I understand, I'm just giving you a heads up."

"Thank you very much."

After drinking the water, Yang Xiaotao chatted with Bai Jingshu about the rank of traditional Chinese medicine, and briefly talked about the rank of fitter in this regard for reference.

After chatting for a while, Yang Xiaotao stood up and prepared to leave.

Bai Jingshu went out to see him off. As soon as the two of them left the corridor, they saw Li Huaide walking from the opposite side, followed by several people.

"Mr. Yang, Factory Director Bai."

When the two parties met, Li Huaide greeted him with a smile, without any trace of past grudges on his face.

Yang Xiaotao is too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person who clearly hates you to death but has a gentle smile on his face.

Hypocritical people, if you are too polite to them, you will become hypocritical.

Yang Xiaotao nodded indifferently and glanced at the people behind him, but he focused on the woman behind him.

This woman should be young, in her twenties, with a delicate and beautiful appearance.

At first glance, there is a sense of being otherworldly, but if you look closely, you can see that there is a kind of indifference in his eyes, and although the corner of his mouth is raised in a smile, it is a little sarcastic.

More importantly, he had some impression of this woman, as if he had seen her somewhere.

Here Yang Xiaotao looked at the woman, and the woman also glanced at Yang Xiaotao, then lowered her head to avoid Yang Xiaotao's gaze.

Bai Jingshu was not as indifferent as Yang Xiaotao, but talked enthusiastically.

"This is not about taking people down to collect materials. This time our pharmaceutical factory can complete the tasks of our superiors, but we must publicize it well. It is best to let the people across the country know that our pharmaceutical factory is contributing to the construction of the revolution."

Li Huaide was not angry because of Yang Xiaotao's indifference.

His Qi-nurturing Kung Fu has reached this point, and his joy and anger are no longer tangible.

"Okay, Section Chief Li, thank you for your hard work, and comrades, thank you for your hard work."

"Not hard, not hard."

Li Huaide said, and then called everyone behind him to come forward and see him.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, hello, director."

"Hello, Mr. Yang, hello, factory director."

Everyone saw them one by one, and the two of them responded one by one.

Yang Xiaotao will not involve others. Li Huaide is Li Huaide, and other comrades are still good comrades.

When it was the woman's turn, Yang Xiaotao heard the voice, nodded, and looked twice, but there was still no impression in his mind, so he had to give up and walk out.

When the two of them left the corridor, Li Huaide's smiling face slowly dissipated, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes spread, and the hatred in his eyes was extremely strong.

That kind of disregard, especially from the younger generation, made him feel even more aggrieved.

"Section Chief, let's go."

The woman came to Li Huaide's side and reminded him in a low voice.

"I know."

Li Huaide murmured to himself, but the woman could clearly see the unwillingness in his heart.

Looking at the figure disappearing at the end of the corridor, Li Huaide suddenly loosened his clenched hands and put his hands behind his back.

"Be proud, it won't be long before you cry."

With a sneer, he turned around and walked towards the Publicity Department.

As he walked, he asked, "How is the thing I asked you to do?"

"That Xu Damao is a master who doesn't let the hawk see the rabbit. If you want him to stand up, I'm not sure he won't do it."

"However, he vaguely revealed that he had something to do with Yang Xiaotao, but he just didn't say anything."

Li Huaide continued to sneer, "Just take this man's word for it. He is only a little smart, and he has a lot of bad intentions."

"But the more such a person is, the easier it is to take advantage of them."

"Doesn't he need a backer? Ask him to come out tomorrow and I'll meet him in person."

The woman nodded after hearing this, then looked at Li Huaide, "You have to be careful, don't spend the whole day hunting geese only to get pecked."

"Hmph, I still don't take him seriously."

After speaking, Li Huaide walked into the Publicity Department, thinking about each of his backup plans.