Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 509: No one cares about Bao Guowei? Complete "Macroeconomics"!
"Come to think of it, I almost forgot about it."

Patting his head, Bao Guowei said apologetically.

"I have some allicin at home. I'll ask Cao Yanhai to send a course of treatment over later."

Wu Lien-teh nodded and said, "Gallicin cannot cure the disease completely, but it can greatly alleviate the condition. Of course, the best thing to do now is to go to the hospital for a check-up as soon as possible."

"This" Lin Huiyin was not such a shy person, but in her eyes, allicin was a most precious medicine, and it was really wrong to accept it so casually.

Liang Sicheng said, "Bingwen, please sell it to us at the price. We two really don't know how to repay you for this favor."

Bao Guowei said jokingly: "Do you two have any money? Allicin is very expensive in Beijing."

Liang Sicheng was stunned by these words and his face turned red immediately.

A penny can make a hero fall. Even for Liang Sicheng, it was really difficult to afford the medical expenses in that era.

A life-saving miracle drug like allicin is even more expensive than gold, and yet it is at a point where there is no market for it.

In addition to the southern production areas, it can even be distributed to ordinary disaster victims. In other places, which one is not treated as a treasure?
Not to mention the faraway Beijing.

Bao Guowei smiled and said, "This allicin is not valuable in the south nowadays. I have cooperation with the pharmaceutical factory, so it is not difficult to get as much as you want. It is just a little more precious in the north."

Bao Guowei was also very helpless about this kind of thing, but the productivity of the Republic of China was really limited. In addition, there were various separatist forces in the Republic of China. In fact, if medicines wanted to be circulated, it was not a simple matter of transportation.

Even if allicin can be produced to a certain extent, it is still scarce from a national perspective.

Especially with so many people in this world, who doesn't have a headache or fever? Who can guarantee that they won't get sick?
Rich people always want to buy as much as they can. Even if the manufacturers have restrictions, they cannot avoid rising prices in other places.

This is the limitation of the times.

But for Bao Guowei, it doesn't matter.

Especially for someone like Lin Huiyin, a scholar who has made great contributions to the country and the people, and who is also his good friend.

Because I was afraid that it would be a burden for two people.

Bao Guowei also joked: "I really feel indebted, so you two can both let me participate in your future research.

With your two people's knowledge in ancient architecture, won't I be able to make a fortune in the future?
By then, I might even have to pay you back.”

In Bao Guowei's eyes, the research of the two people not only has academic value, but also commercial value.

But in the eyes of Lin Huiyin and Liang Sicheng, the other party was purely helping them.

Liang Sicheng gritted his teeth and said with great emotion.

"Bingwen, let alone research results, even if you asked me to go through fire and water, I will never forget such friendship in my life."

Bao Guowei patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Don't be sentimental here. Huiyin's condition is serious. It's a pity for a man to be so fussy."

Bao Guowei said it lightly, but Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin kept this friendship deeply in their hearts.

After finishing the treatment and before leaving, Wu Lien-teh pulled Bao Guowei aside and said with a little embarrassment.

"Bingwen, can you give me some of your allicin?"

Bao Guowei knew that the other party really needed this kind of medicine, so he said with a smile.

"I'm afraid sir doesn't just need a few."

Sighing, Wu Lien-teh said worriedly, "Since the beginning of winter, influenza has been spreading in both Beijing and the Northeast. Pneumonia, tuberculosis, typhoid and other diseases cannot be prevented and treated with masks alone. Allicin is the best medicine now, and we are in short supply here."

Bao Guowei nodded and said, "Since Mr. Wu Lien-teh has asked, there is no reason for me to refuse. Nowadays, many people are looking for medicine, most of whom want to make money by reselling it at a high price. I still trust you. When I go back, I will write a letter to Mr. Xiang Songmao of Wuzhou Pharmacy, and he will contact you."

Wu Lien-teh was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly, saying, "Bing-wen is indeed Bing-wen. I knew you would not sit idly by and watch countless patients in Peking suffer from illness. I thank you here on behalf of tens of millions of lives."

Few people could receive a salute from Wu Lien-teh.

Bao Guowei was not very happy.

"Sir, you and I may have saved the people of a city, but there are still millions of lives in this world that cannot be saved. I really cannot accept your gratitude."

Wu Lien-teh was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "The situation is like this. Even if you have all the skills, it will be useless."

Bao Guowei looked at the other person for a long while. At this moment, Xu Zhimo and others were still talking in the house. In the hall of the courtyard, there were only two people talking.

In April, the weather in Peking was still cold, and the moon in the sky also looked cold.

Bao Guowei suddenly said something.

"Sir, have you ever heard of an element that is even more effective than allicin in inhibiting bacterial activity?"

In the cold hall, Wu Lien-teh felt as if he had been slapped hard in the face. His whole body became stiff and he grabbed Bao Guowei's arm.

"What did you say?"

"Bingwen, what did you say to Professor Wu just now? Why did he look so happy and shocked when he returned?"

On the way back from the courtyard, Xu Zhimo couldn't help asking.

"What did you say?" Bao Guowei smiled. "It was nothing more than some understanding of infectious disease medicine. It seems that Professor Wu Lien-teh was fortunate to have some inspiration."

In a sense, there is nothing wrong with his statement.

Bringing up penicillin with Wu Lien-teh was also a well-considered decision by Bao Guowei.

Penicillin has been successfully developed and is about to be put into mass production.

But he and a group of researchers still did not dare to make it public.

Everyone knows that once it is announced, fame and money will come pouring in, and the Nobel Prize will be within reach.

But no one announced it.

why?
Isn’t it because the country is weak?

The Republic of China is now like an old man suffering from mental illness. Even if he holds a peerless sword in his hand, it is difficult to exert its true power.

It may even become a wedding dress for other countries.

Therefore, it is impossible to eliminate it by directly announcing it.

But could such a drug that benefits the country and the people and can save thousands of lives be hidden in a laboratory?
Bao Guowei can't do it, and neither can the passionate researchers.

Therefore, we need some trustworthy people to jointly promote the promotion of penicillin and apply this technology to where it should be little by little.

Of course, technology diffusion is inevitable.

At least before this, the country can truly master the application of penicillin.

"It's really enviable~"

Xu Zhimo couldn't help but sigh.

Sometimes, he really wanted to knock open the other person's head to see what was hidden inside.

How can Bao Guowei do everything?

Xu Zhimo was good at poetry, and in order to make money, he also wanted to learn from Bao Guowei and write some popular novels.

But after many attempts, he finally admitted that he had no relevant talent.

It is so difficult for him to write a popular novel. It is hard to imagine how Bao Guowei can be proficient in so many fields.

Looking at the scenery of Peking late at night, Xu Zhimo began to feel sentimental again.

"I hope Huiyin is okay. She is a kind-hearted woman and shouldn't be in such a situation."

Bao Guowei, who was standing by, was speechless. This kid was really
A memory suddenly flashed through his mind, and Bao Guowei suddenly reminded the other party, "Compared to Huiyin, I think you need to be more careful."

“???” Xu Zhimo’s eyes suddenly widened, and even at that moment, he felt a little uncomfortable in his lungs.

"Bingwen, what did you see?"

Xu Zhimo knew that Bao Guowei had done some research in medicine. After his conversation with Wu Lien-teh just now, he believed in Bao Guowei even more. Now he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Speaking of which, I've been feeling a little uncomfortable in my lower back lately. What do you think is the cause? Can allicin cure it?"

Bao Guowei was speechless: "It has nothing to do with this. Less sex is better than anything else."

"No, no~" Xu Zhimo's old face turned red, as if his secret had been exposed.

Bao Guowei said, "It's nothing. I studied the Book of Changes for a while and calculated your fortune this year. I'm afraid you will have a bloody disaster."

"You also know fortune-telling?!" Xu Zhimo almost dropped his jaw.

Bao Guowei gave a harmless smile: "I understand a little." "."Xu Zhimo didn't know what words to use to express his feelings.

"By the way, I heard that you often take some cheeky mail planes. The crash rate of this type of plane has always been very high. You should take them less often."

Bao Guowei’s reminder is not without reason.

During the Republic of China period, aircraft equipment was relatively simple, engine performance was unstable, and everything was crude.

Postal planes are cheap, but it is difficult to guarantee their safety. Once they encounter bad weather, the probability of an accident is very high.

Xu Zhimo showed a bitter look on his face: "I know the dangers of postal planes, but the price of ordinary planes is really unaffordable. You don't know that just flying from Beijing to Shanghai by ordinary civil aviation sometimes costs a full two thousand dollars, and usually about one thousand.

How can I bear this?"

If Xu Zhimo had been rich, he would not have died young because he was on a postal plane that encountered heavy fog and crashed into the top of a mountain.

Bao Guowei patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Work hard at Mingxin Literary Society in the future. The salary I give you should be enough for you to support your family. But with a wife like Lu Xiaoman, no matter how much money you make, it won't be enough for you to squander, right? The problem is not how much money you make."

Xu Zhimo sighed.

"But what can I do~"

Although Xu Zhimo was a romantic man, he was not a bad person by nature and had quite some level of literary accomplishment.

Bao Guowei naturally hopes to get help from the other party.

If the "Ming Xin Society" can be established, it will be a good force in the future.

He still believed in that idea of ​​making more friends and gathering more forces to assist him in achieving his goals.

Unfortunately, Xu Zhimo left in a dusty state the next day. He still had a lecture in Tianjin that could bring in a lot of income.

Kind words cannot persuade a damned ghost, and mercy without salvation will only lead to self-destruction.

Bao Guowei mentioned it to Xu Zhimo several times, but there was nothing he could do as the other party refused to listen.

In the following days, Bao Guowei locked himself in the room to create literature.

He really wanted to contribute to changing the course of history.

Unfortunately, I always have no idea where to start.

I can only create more works to fill the anxiety in my heart.

For a month in a row, there has been some good news.

First, Lin Huiyin went to the Peking Central Hospital for a check-up. After the examination, she was not diagnosed with tuberculosis, but just common pneumonia.

This made Lin Huiyin and her husband feel relieved. If it was really tuberculosis, they had been in contact with so many people these days and if they infected other people, they really didn't know how they would face their friends.

Historically, Lin Huiyin had tuberculosis for many years, and Bao Guowei was not sure what caused it. He thought she must have been infected when she traveled around the country.

Even common pneumonia can be fatal if not taken seriously in this era.

Bao Guowei asked Cao Yanhai to send some money and allicin, which could be considered as a help in the end.

During this period, Liang Sicheng paid a special visit to Bao Guowei to thank him and brought him some architectural design drawings that Bao Guowei could not understand, as well as drawings of ancient Chinese buildings that they had already drawn, and many specialties from Liang Sicheng's hometown in Guangdong.

He kept saying that he would definitely repay Bao Guowei's kindness in the future.

For several times in a row, Bao Guowei felt that he was too annoying, so after accepting the drawings and specialties, he asked him to get out.

Standing at the door, Cao Yanhai said to Liang Sicheng in front of him: "Master said that if Mr. Liang comes to the mansion to talk about these things again in the future, he will not see him. If he wants to talk about literature, he can take time to attend the literary gathering."

Liang Sicheng, who was sitting in the audience, looked much thinner. He sighed silently and his eyes became red.

"I will never forget Brother Bingwen's kindness!"

Cao Yanhai shook his head, silently said "nerd" in his heart, and closed the door.

Of course, the most important thing in Peiping during this month was the heated discussion sparked by Bao Guowei’s speech in Peiping.

As before, the content of Bao Guowei's speech at Peking University was published verbatim in the newspapers, which immediately caused a major shock in the northern region.

From a scholar's perspective, Bao Guowei's remarks are truly shocking, but judging from Bao Guowei's performance so far, such content seems to be in line with expectations.

After listening to and reading Bao Guowei's speech, many students and scholars were deeply inspired. They added Marxist theory to their reading lists and decided to abandon their prejudices and think about this unimagined path.

Many scholars also came out and bluntly stated that Bao Guowei was a spy sent by the Soviet area to subvert the National Government and the Fengtian regime. They publicly called for not only banning Bao Guowei's works, but also arresting this thief and putting him in jail.

Of course, such extreme scholars are still a minority, and most of those who criticize Bao Guowei are people like Liang Shiqiu and Zhou Zuoren.

Liang Shiqiu published an article in Tianjin's Yi Shi Bao, criticizing Bao Guowei for politicizing academia and literature.

"I have read Bao's writings before, and I like some of them, but what he said today is really shocking. Literature should be broad. Literature, like science, should have no national boundaries or class boundaries. Bao's tying literature and politics together seems rational, but it is actually misleading and biased. It runs counter to his claim that he does not get involved in politics, and one cannot help but doubt his bias."

This person seems objective, but in fact he has always been blindly romantic on literary issues.

Later, he even made remarks such as "There is no need to force the Anti-Japanese War to be linked to literature", which was criticized by countless knowledgeable people.

It is also foreseeable that people will jump out to oppose Bao Guowei now.

Liang Shiqiu had always been at odds with Xun Ge'er, and he often criticized literature involving "class". He was even less interested in Bao Guowei's theory.

But there was another person, who was a brother of Xun Ge'er, who also made critical remarks.

That is Zhou Zuoren.

He has always had close ties with Japan, and the newspaper that made his remarks this time was even the "Peking Weekly" which has a Japanese background.

Seeing Bao Guowei promoting the Japan threat theory, he became even more restless.

Even though he is a professor at Peking University, he spoke without any regard for the impact.

"What Bao Bingwen said is really absurd! The Chinese and the Japanese should never have a hostile relationship. In terms of history and culture, the two countries are born as Orientals with the same circumstances and destiny. At this time when the international situation is changing suddenly, we should join hands with the Japanese. Bao Bingwen's remarks are really incomprehensible and may disturb the country."

In the public opinion field, it seems that Bao Guowei is being criticized.

But privately, there are still countless students who continue to strive to understand what Mr. Bao mentioned, that special path to unite the majority of people.

Even under the guidance of Bao Guowei's speeches and works, countless Peking students embarked on the "correct path".

As for these clamoring intellectuals, Bao Guowei ignored them, but that doesn’t mean his supporting students ignored them.

First, after hearing the news in Shanghai, Xun Ge'er immediately wrote a bold and cool rebuttal article and published it in the "Yusi" weekly.

He did not care at all about his blood relationship with Zhou Zuoren and strongly supported Bao Guowei.

The sentence "I have always known Bingwen's character, and his patriotism and dedication to the country should not be slandered by the scoundrels" instantly ignited the passion of countless students who supported Bao Guowei.

They even began to boycott the books and lectures of the relevant scholars, resulting in Liang Shiqiu and Zhou Zuoren's classrooms being empty for a month.

This made Liang Shiqiu so angry that he made some remarks.

"The students have been blinded by the evil, they are just following blindly!"

But even so, no one bought his account.

Once, after Liang Shiqiu finished class, he passed by the downstairs of the teaching building and saw several bricks and stones thrown down.

Fortunately, he was lucky and only suffered some minor scratches.

Otherwise, a generation of "literary giant" would have fallen.

Zhou Zuoren was even more miserable. While taking a walk at night, he was kicked into a ditch by someone. His right hand was fractured and had to be put in a cast. He had to take two months off from teaching, partly to recuperate and partly because he couldn't afford to lose face.

Bao Guowei was so popular that even Chiang Menglin could do nothing about it. He could only warn students to exercise restraint and to "respect their teachers" and so on.

Since scolding was useless, many people thought of dealing with Bao Guowei through political means.

But when the case was brought to the Marshal's Mansion in Peking, Zhang Xueliang not only did not make trouble for Bao Guowei, but instead beat up the scholar who brought the lawsuit.

The reason was that the other party had committed "academic misconduct".

The follow-up was simply an announcement prohibiting the public dissemination of Bao Guowei’s speech.

Chiang Kai-shek in the South? He can't even take care of himself!
Opponents beat their chests and stamped their feet and said bluntly: "Is there anyone in this world who can control Bao Bingwen?"

It was early May.

While hiding at home and watching the fun outside, Bao Guowei had already completed the writing of "Macroeconomics".

To be honest, one and a half months is still too slow for Bao Guowei.

But in the history of Peking University, this speed is comparable to riding a rocket!
(End of this chapter)