Siheyuan: I eat melons while doing scientific research

Chapter 1155: All this depends on robbery?
However, in terms of tactics or details, the South Peninsula is extremely arrogant and has no awareness of its own strengths.

The South Peninsula was in this state of arrogance at this time.

So what if you sank the ship of Danggui Province? That was their fault.

You also sank the ships of Nan Jiaozhi? Needless to say, they are even weaker!

Even if there was a conflict, everything would be fine as long as "Fletcher" launched an attack.

So after obtaining permission from the Americans, the two Fletcher-class destroyers No. 391 and 392 from the South Peninsula set out from the Mupu Naval Port in their south. Twelve hours had passed since they received the news.

By the way, in Gao Zhendong’s previous life, the hull number of the first Fletcher in the South Peninsula was finally decided to be “911”.

As for why they need to obtain permission from the Citigroup boss, that's nonsense. They don't have their own command authority. If they still have a certain degree of autonomy in their normal operations, for such a big thing, they dare not even wag their tails without the Citigroup boss's nod.

There are three fleets in the South Peninsula, responsible for operations in the north, east and south respectively. The three "Fletchers" were evenly distributed to the three fleets. However, this was 1963, and they had just received the Fletchers. Two of the Fletchers were training at the southernmost Mupu Naval Port. As for the reason for choosing this place... it is far away from the northern brothers.

The South Peninsula learned from the intelligence of the Americans about our force deployment in the lighthouse operation area - a destroyer and two small boats.

At this moment, people in the South Peninsula had only one feeling: the big thing is settled!

We have two Fleets and one Russian 07, it's a sure thing!

As for those two small boats? What kind of junk are they? We have small boats in the South Peninsula. How can we not know what they are like?
The two destroyers from the South Peninsula set out from the Mupu Naval Port with full confidence and headed straight for our lighthouse operation area.

The distance between Mupu Naval Port and the reef is only a little over 300 kilometers. If you run at top speed, you can get there in more than 4 hours. Fletcher is an S2 destroyer, and the S2 destroyer can be described in one word: fast! The top speed of this ship in normal state is 36 knots.

But it was obvious that it was impossible. Given the state of the military surplus supplies, the tank might explode halfway through the journey. They were traveling at a speed of 20 knots, which was relatively safe.

But the amazing thing is that the Air Force did not make any arrangements. In fact, it was just a makeshift team.

Of course, there is another possibility. That is, in the eyes of the Air Force of the South Peninsula, there is no need to go there to deliver food, because the main fighter jets they are equipped with are the same as the ones when the dirty three were beaten 21:0 last year - F-86 "Sabre".

Taking this thing to compete with the University of East China? Whoever wants to go can go, but I'm not going.

The navy is super powerful, but the air force is too cowardly. The South Peninsula is now a strange complex of contradictions.

While the two Fletchers were running on the sea with their tongues sticking out, some of our comrades were smiling so much that flowers bloomed on their faces.

In Beijing, at the Ministry of Foreign Trade, the leader of the Ministry of Foreign Trade is presiding over an internal meeting of the Ministry of Foreign Trade.

"Comrades, last year we took advantage of the 17th Ministry of Machine Building to set up a stage and held a high-tech foreign trade commodity exhibition, which achieved very good results! After discussing with our superiors, we are going to make this exhibition a permanent event! It is tentatively scheduled to be held every two years!" The leader of the Ministry of Foreign Trade said to the comrades of the Ministry of Foreign Trade with a happy face.

Currently, the production capacity is weak and the technical foundation is also thin. If we only hold one event a year, the variety and freshness of new products will not be up to par.

In fact, from the perspective of the Ministry of Foreign Trade, they would like to hold it once a year. However, considering that this trade fair has to be combined with foreign affairs work, taking various conditions into consideration, it is indeed inappropriate to hold it once a year.

"This trade fair is different from the one in Yangcheng, Guangdong. It focuses on high-tech products. It has been scheduled to be held in early April every even-year..."

If Gao Zhendong were here, he would probably find the meeting schedule familiar. The month is different, but the year is similar.

"For this meeting, our superiors coordinated with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, several industrial ministries and even the Defense Industry Committee to give us the green light and fully cooperate with the foreign trade fair. Of course, we can't just lie down and wait for our comrades to cooperate. We have to get started now. It seems that there is less than half a year left, but in fact, time flies. I heard that some countries celebrate carnival this year and start preparing for next year. We must learn from our foreign friends, have a sense of urgency, and use this time to make this high-tech product fair a success..."

The comrades applauded loudly. For us, this is the time to grow our confidence and there is no such thing as too many grand events.

"...We have to do a good job of collecting exhibition products now. Four months is not too little, but not too much either. We have to take action. This time, we want high-tech products. We will send the general products to Yangcheng in eastern Guangdong. Every profession has its own expertise, and professional matters should be handed over to professional exhibitions..."

"…What do we want to achieve? We want to make sure that comrades across the country are proud that their products can be exhibited at our trade fairs. This proves that their products are technically sound and of high enough quality…"

The Ministry of Foreign Trade, headed by the leader and assisted by comrades at all levels, started preparations for the event early on, taking into account every detail, from the overall situation to the details. In another corner of the capital, some wonderful things were happening, as if specifically to contribute to their high-tech event.

"Sister Lou, you haven't been home for the past two days. Isn't your brother-in-law going to get sick from hunger?" Junior Sister Luo joked to Lou Xiao'e in a laboratory of a medical university in Beijing. At this moment, Lou Xiao'e, if not a close relative, would definitely not be recognized. She was wearing a white coat, a mask, and a protective cap. Only a pair of eyes and a pair of ears were exposed, but the pair of eyes that smiled like a crescent moon were still smart.

Everyone in the laboratory knew that Comrade Lou Xiao'e and her husband were very much in love. Most of the time, as long as she had time, Lou Xiao'e would go home in time to take care of her husband's meals.

However, few people have seen what Comrade Lou Xiao'e's lover looks like. In such a large medical university, it seems that only two people have seen him, Doctor Fan, and another person who seems to be an obstetrician and gynecologist.

Even though they have never seen it, it doesn’t stop comrades from making jokes about it.

Lou Xiao'e's eyes narrowed even more: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. When I'm not at home, he can still eat at the neighbor's house. Maybe when I'm not here, they will drink more happily."

After saying this, Lou Xiao'e smiled first to show her respect.

The experiment of Rod Chain-63 has entered a critical period. Lou Xiao'e, who is still a graduate student, naturally stays in the laboratory often. After all, she is still a student and she has her dormitory here.

Junior Sister Xiao Luo was restless. She chatted with Lou Xiaoe for a few words, then turned to Professor Qi and said, "Professor Qi, can you change the name of this Rod Chain-63? It sounds so ugly. If it becomes the name of a medicine, I guess patients won't dare to take it."

Professor Qi covered his forehead with his hands. This little disciple was good in every way, except for his big mouth. "What do you think is a good name? A newly discovered branch of vancomycin was called Van-23. The drug name is the business of the pharmaceutical company. I don't care. They can use it or not."

"That being said, I always thought the name sounded like a club."

"You are the one who looks like a fool! Hurry up and get the analysis results."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Xiao Luo jumped towards the printer and took out a stack of paper.

Professor Qi took the paper, glanced at it, and then handed it to Lou Xiaoe with a happy look on his face: "Look, the results are very good. The experiments on mice and macaques show that after adding potassium compounds of rod chain-63 to ampicillin, the side effects are small. At the same time, it has a good effect on some methicillin-resistant Gram-negative bacteria and Gram-positive bacteria."

When Gao Zhendong traveled through time, the most common antibiotic with potassium clavulanate was amoxicillin potassium clavulanate, but amoxicillin was not available at that time. That was in 1968.

But this did not pose a problem for Professor Qi and his team. They combined the potassium compound of rod chain-63 with another type of penicillin that had just appeared, and also achieved good results.

That's ampicillin.

"Professor Qi, what should we do next?" Lou Xiao'e asked.

She has no idea about the drug development process.

"The next step is to grab patients..." Professor Qi laughed as he spoke.

Although the drug research process now is different from that of decades later, we are still very cautious about this matter. The difference does not mean that there are no regulations or requirements.

Professor Qi's words made Lou Xiao'e stunned: "Seize patients? Do we need to seize patients?"

Junior Sister Xiao Luo nodded frantically at the side. It seemed that she, who had followed Professor Qi since undergraduate studies, had deep feelings about this: "Yeah, yeah, Senior Sister Lou, it's about snatching patients. If you're unlucky, you really have to rely on snatching!"

For medical students doing scientific research, snatching patients is a common occurrence. There are many reasons for snatching patients, such as because the disease is rare, the case is rare, the patient who meets the surgical procedure is rare, the patient who happens to be the corresponding test drug is rare, etc. There is even a reason that the disease is too perfect...

It is no exaggeration to say that if researchers encounter patients who meet the requirements, they might really get into a fight.

Everything else is easy, like grabbing patients and writing in order, as soon as medical students hear about it, their DNA will move.

Listening to Junior Sister Xiao Luo's words, Lou Xiao'e was stunned. She really didn't expect it to be like this.

Looking at her expression, Professor Qi smiled and said, "But don't worry, ours is not bad either, we shouldn't need to fight for it."

(End of this chapter)