A doctor who travels through two eras

After the last Dongjianzi Hutong incident, the locations and times of Lin Sanqi's subsequent black market transactions were irregular and random, with no pattern to be found.

In an era without probes and cell phone signal tracking, it was impossible to be discovered.

It also avoided to the greatest extent possible the police station being informed in advance and catching the turtle in the jar like last time.

It has to be said that after all, it was the imperial capital of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties for hundreds of years. It has a lot of cultural heritage, and there are a lot of wealthy people here, and they are very generous.

It is also possible that these officials and big capitalists at that time were driven into desperation by hunger and disease. If they had been reserved before, now they are desperately using their gold to exchange for a bite of food or a bottle of penicillin.

Rich people are not necessarily fools. There are many smart people who can see the situation clearly and know that keeping the wealth will cause trouble in the future. It is better to cash it in and exchange it for food and medicine to overcome the current difficulties.

Of course indirectly, the fact that so much food and medicine came to this era from another world through Lin Sanqi has greatly alleviated the shortage of food and medicine in the capital area. Lin has definitely done a great deed and saved so many lives.

He used the fake food coupons to eat out a few times, so what? He paid much more than he received.

Because of the shortage of grain, Lin Sanqi's transactions were still very frequent after the price increased several times. So far, Lin Sanqi has more than 20 tons of gold in his hands.

With 20 tons of gold, Lin Sanqi took the initiative in the crossing and could attack or defend.

Progress can prepare funds for setting up a pharmaceutical factory in the future in the 1960s.

If you retreat, you can become a gold tycoon in 2023 and lie down.

After all, gold is hard currency whether it is in 2023 or in 1960.

Especially since the rise in gold prices in 2023, Lin Sanqi's wealth has been growing rapidly. 20 tons of gold are worth more than 100 billion yuan. Even novels dare not write this way.

And 20 tons of gold is not the end. As long as the transaction continues, Lin Sanqi's gold reserves will continue to increase.

Anyway, the gold of these families is ill-gotten gains, obtained by exploiting the working people. If Lin Sanqi doesn't take it, someone else will take it in a few years. Instead of letting others get it, it would be better for him, Lin Sanqi, to get it.

In addition, these old-timers and veteran capitalists also contributed a lot of antiques to Lin Sanqi, all of which were from impoverished nobles who exchanged them for food.

As the saying goes, gold comes in troubled times, while antiques come in prosperous times.

So Lin Sanqi collected a lot of bottles, bowls, plates, calligraphy and paintings, and ancient jade, and then piled them in a mess in the corner of the "passageway space".

Lin Sanqi has no particular interest in these antiques and curios. The antique business is too complicated and the ability to convert them into cash is too poor.

Didn’t you see that even the antique tycoon Ma Modu has started to owe wages? This shows that antiques can’t be sold now and he is no longer the best job to make money.

He accepted these antiques simply because he didn't want these precious treasures to be smashed or burned in a few years.

In addition, Lin Sanqi himself is not interested in antiques, but getting them in 2023 as a favor would be the best gift.

Whether they are intellectuals who pretend to be cultured or coal bosses, they all like to display some antiques and bric-a-brac at home as decorations to appear elegant and knowledgeable.

Little do people know that many antiques are burial objects for the dead, such as Tang tri-colored glazed pottery and pottery figurines, which are placed in tombs for the dead.

Then a living person takes it and happily places it in the most conspicuous place in the house. Doesn't this destroy the feng shui of the house? How can bad luck not come if you are placed with dead people's things every day?

After nightfall, Lin Sanqi traveled back to modern society.

He first randomly picked out two plates from a pile of pots and pans in the space, one red and one blue, and he didn't know what kind they were. Then he excitedly went to Huadu Medical University to look for connections.

Dean's Office, First Clinical College, Huadu Medical University.

Lin Sanqi was carrying a paper box and peeked into the dean's office. He found Dean Wang reviewing documents and their eyes met.

Lin Sanqi quickly stood at attention: "Teacher Wang, hey, I came to see you."

When Dean Wang saw that it was Lin Sanqi, the God of Wealth, he did not treat him coldly like he did other students. Instead, he stood up with a smile:
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Lin? Mr. Lin just remembered that he is still a graduate student at school and is ready to come back to do experiments?"

Dean Wang is an expert in infectious diseases in China and is only one step away from becoming an academician. Lin Sanqi's graduate major was "infectious diseases."

Facing the instructor's ridicule, Lin Sanqi quickly said in a flattering tone:

"Teacher Wang, I just came back from an inspection in the northwest. I plan to build the largest musk deer breeding base in China in Qinghai to prepare for the establishment of a Chinese medicine factory in the future. I came to see you right after I came back. This is a local specialty of Qinghai. You can replenish your body."

Lin Sanqi smiled and took out two large plastic boxes from his backpack. Inside, there was a total of one kilogram of Cordyceps, all of which were the top-grade Cordyceps King, arranged like blooming peonies.

Dean Wang took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but click his tongue:

"Wow, Sanqi, you are so generous. This box of Cordyceps is worth at least hundreds of thousands. You are making me make a mistake."

Lin Sanqi was dissatisfied:

"No, Mr. Wang, you are my personal mentor. Our country has always valued heaven, earth, the emperor, parents and teachers. What's wrong with a student giving a teacher some local specialties? Everyone in Huadu knows that my family sells Cordyceps. It's not worth much, not worth anything."

At the level of Dean Wang, he actually has no shortage of money. He is not greedy for the Cordyceps, but really values ​​Lin Sanqi's kindness.

"Okay, since it's a souvenir sent by my students, I'll accept it. Thank you, hehe."

Lin Sanqi thought to himself that it would be good if you were willing to accept it, old man. This was the first step towards cooperation between the two sides, so he prepared to launch the second wave of sugar-coated bullets:

"Teacher Wang, look at this plate."

Lin Sanqi opened another paper box, removed the foam, and revealed a red plate inside.

"Teacher Wang, this is a plate I bought in the antique street in Xi'an. It cost me 1000 yuan. When I saw this red plate, I felt happy and thought of bringing you a souvenir. What do you think?"

Dean Wang glanced at the red plate with a smile, and at first didn't take it seriously, wondering what good stuff could there be in a street stall?
As a result, after just one look, Dean Wang immediately took a breath, then suddenly grabbed the cardboard box, pushed up his glasses and looked at it carefully.

Then he took out a pair of white gloves and a magnifying glass from the drawer, held them in his palms, and began to examine it carefully inside and out.

Lin Sanqi certainly knew that what he took out was genuine. It might not be a top-quality item, but it was definitely not fake. Looking at the dean's expression, it was obvious that this gift touched his heart.

Old men of a certain class either like fishing or antiques, but they don’t have a sex life.

After a long while, Dean Wang carefully placed the plate in the paper box, and then said with emotion:
"Xiao Lin, you are really lucky. You can find a treasure just by picking up something from the street. Let me tell you, this is a real antique. Its full name is Jiaqing Sacrifice Red Underglaze Red Hexagonal Tribute Plate. It is well preserved. It is a treasure."

As Dean Wang spoke, he could not hide the envy in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was an "antique fan".

Lin Sanqi clapped his hands.

"Ah, if we talk about luck, it's your luck, Teacher Wang. This is a small gift I bought for you, so it belongs to you, Teacher Wang."

Dean Wang almost spit out a mouthful of tea when he heard this:

"No, this is against discipline. It's not allowed by policy. Xiaolin, even though this plate looks ordinary, you can't get it at an auction without 400,000 or 500,000 yuan. It's too valuable. You can't accept it."

Lin Sanqi was unhappy when he heard this:
"Only four or five hundred thousand? You call this money?"

When Dean Wang heard this, he thought to himself that this rich guy's words were really infuriating. Four or five hundred thousand was not even money?

"Teacher Wang, since you are afraid of making mistakes, then you can reimburse me the 1000 yuan. Anyway, I have no use for this plate. I don't like it because it's second-hand. What if it gets bumped or scratched..."

Dean Wang actually knew what Lin Sanqi meant, and he also understood that the Cordyceps and plates today were of great value.

He even thought that Lin Sanqi couldn't possibly not know the value of this red plate, otherwise how could a student dare to give his mentor a piece of shit? This was obviously an excuse.

But as I said, everyone is selfish and will comfort themselves.

After all, Lin Sanqi was his graduate student, and it seemed to be natural for students to give gifts to their teachers since ancient times.

What's more, he is a pretty good tutor. I haven't seen other tutors make female students feel warm... He never does such immoral things...

"You, you young people just don't know how to cherish our traditional treasures. They have been ruined in your hands. OK, I'll take this plate and transfer 1000 yuan to you via WeChat right now."

When the phone rang, Lin Sanqi knew that his flattery had won a great victory today, so he smiled:
"I received the 1000 yuan. Since I have great luck, I have to go to the antique street more often in the future. What if I can find some treasures? Then why would I open a company or sell medicine? I might as well just open an antique shop."

"Haha, that's a good idea. By the way, Xiaolin, you didn't come to school just to give gifts this time, did you? If you encounter any difficulties at work, tell me and I'll see if I can help you."

There is no love without reason in this world. People have given expensive gifts, so you should think about it, because you are asking for something from them.

Lin Sanqi was not polite. Anyway, his request was not excessive and was a piece of cake for the instructor:
"Teacher Wang, I really have something to trouble you with."

"You say it, you say it."

"One, I want some information on tuberculosis, preferably all the papers and documents on tuberculosis from 1970 to 2022."

In another era, when the tuberculosis ward of a traditional Chinese medicine hospital was opened, if it wanted to achieve results, go beyond Asia, and face the world, a paper was a must. If Lin Sanqi was asked to write a paper, he would definitely not be able to do it. He is a professional master, not an academic master, and he is not good at writing papers.

If you can't write, can you copy? You don't have to worry about "checking for plagiarism".

Dean Wang was a little surprised:
"Why do you want information on tuberculosis? Are you planning to develop tuberculosis drugs at Lingnan Hall, or are you planning to do a postgraduate project on tuberculosis? This is not a good choice."

Although pulmonary tuberculosis seems to be resurgent in recent years, the number of stubborn tuberculosis cases is also increasing.

But overall, tuberculosis is an infectious disease that is preventable, controllable and treatable, and there is a mature theoretical system and specific medicines for it.

From the perspective of pharmaceutical companies, this disease has no economic value anymore, no money can be made, and they will not invest too much in research.

Without the support of pharmaceutical companies, universities, hospitals, and research institutes would not have the money to start tuberculosis research. This research direction would have become useless, so Dean Wang was very puzzled by Lin Sanqi's request.

Lin Sanqi scratched his head and had to find a new excuse:

"I don't need it myself, but one of my foreign clients wants it. Their country is very backward and there are many tuberculosis patients. They want to prevent and treat tuberculosis among the whole population, so they need some materials."

Dean Wang nodded slightly, thinking that not all countries have advanced medical care like China, and many places in Africa are still in a primitive society.

"Okay, go find your senior sister Lu Suying later and ask her to copy all the information on tuberculosis for you. However, a lot of the information is in English, so you will need to translate it yourself."

Lin Sanqi thought that English would be the best, so that he, a half-baked translator, would not make mistakes. He could just submit the English version of the paper.

When others write papers, they first have to design the topic, then look for specimens, draw conclusions after research, and finally write the paper. The process is very complicated and requires huge investment.

Lin Sanqi is just the opposite.

He already knows the answer, so a lot of processes can be simplified. When the time comes, he can collect the data and not be afraid of foreign doctors reviewing it. After all, the data is real, reliable, and has been tested for decades.

Lin Sanqi's first problem was solved, so he quickly mentioned his second problem:

"Teacher Wang, do you remember what the X-ray machine looked like when you first started working?"

Dean Wang is 55 years old this year. He started working 30 years ago, which was the early s. There is a generation gap with the s and s, but not too big.

"The X-ray machines back then were incomparable to today's. Now they are all digital and three-dimensional, but back then it was still the film era. Every time you took a picture, you had to change an IP board, and the power was low, so the image quality was not clear enough."

X-ray machines are actually not expensive, and you can buy a brand new one for just a few hundred thousand yuan.

Even a CT scan that costs several million is not very expensive, and Lin Sanqi is not reluctant to spend the money.

In fact, if that kind of modern technology X-ray machine was brought in 1960, it would definitely be regarded as a black technology monster. Believe it or not, the relevant departments would immediately dismantle it and it would not be used in clinical practice at all.

Then Lin Sanqi, the buyer, had to find a lot of reasons to explain the origin of the machine, which was so annoying.

For the sake of peace and quiet, and also so that doctors of that era could use it easily, Lin Sanqi decided to buy the oldest cassette X-ray machine.

But this kind of machine, at least in our country, is no longer available, and I don’t know where to buy it even with the money in my hand, so Lin Sanqi decided to come to the university to find a solution.

"Teacher Wang, this, this, I need this kind of X-ray that is decades old, preferably one that can be used for chest X-rays. You also know that the country where my clients are located has a low level of technology, and the quality of doctors is low, and they can't operate complex machines. I wonder if you have a way to do this? I want to buy a few."

Dean Wang was not surprised by Lin Sanqi's request. He had previously packed up all the junk from Huadu Medical University and took it away. His request for a few old X-ray machines was not unexpected.

"Hey, this 1250 mAh X machine..."

Lin Sanqi quickly corrected him: "That's too much. I only need a 500 mAh or 750 mAh X-ray machine."

Dean Wang shook his head:
"If it's an X-ray machine with a few hundred milliamps, it's from the 1950s and 1960s. You probably can't find it now, and you can't buy it unless it's custom-made."

"Custom-made?"

"Yes, custom made. As long as you pay, with our country's manufacturing capabilities, what can't we make? If you want to make something more high-tech, these manufacturers can't do it. But if you want to make something more primitive, it's a piece of cake for them."

A country of copycats, oh bah, it’s a country of manufacturing. As long as you give them a sample, they can make anything for you.

Especially in the Pearl River Delta, which is the most developed region in the electronics industry, customizing a machine is a very simple matter. If there are no parts, just make a new mold.

Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Sure, sure, I'll definitely do it, but I need it urgently, Teacher Wang, please take a look..."

Dean Wang didn't waste any words and took out his cell phone to call:

"Hey, Lao Cao, I want to ask you something. Can your factory make the old X-ray machines from the 1950s and 1960s? ... Yes, the prototype in the Huadu Museum... Yes, we can make it. How many milliamperes does it cost?"

Dean Wang looked at Lin Sanqi, and Lin Sanqi quickly whispered that he wanted 750 mAh.

在普遍使用100毫安、200毫安，400毫安就算最先进的1960年，750毫安绝对是国际最先进水平的标准了。

"It needs 750 mAh. Yes, I am a young apprentice and want to make one for fun... How much does it cost? 10? Lao Cao, you are really mean..."

Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly on the side. 10 yuan was indeed a bit expensive, considering how much a DR machine cost. But there was nothing he could do about it, as it was a custom-made model.

"How many do you want? Ah, let's start with 20. Yes, the shell should be based on the prototype in the museum, and it should be customized in the style of the s and s. Yes, it's for young people to use for cosplay. OK, pick it up in a week."

Dean Wang put down the phone:
"Okay, I've got you covered. I don't know what your African customers are thinking. Why don't you just use the DR machine in one go? Isn't it easier to operate it in a fool-proof way?"

Lin Sanqi was exhausted, but he had to continue making up lies:

"Hey, the more advanced the machine, the easier it is to break down. If it breaks down, we can't afford to repair it. Didn't we suffer enough from maintenance in the 1980s? So old machines are better. They are easy to disassemble and we can repair them ourselves if they break down."

Dean Wang agreed. When the machines were imported into my country, even a broken screw would require foreign manufacturers to repair it, which would cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of US dollars, making domestic manufacturers miserable.

Having solved two troublesome issues, Lin Sanqi came out of the dean's office humming a little tune, went to the laboratory building, found his senior sister Lu Suying, and copied all the tuberculosis information.

Dean Wang has five doctoral students under his supervision, and Lu Suying is his senior who is in her second year of doctoral studies. There is also one master's student.

Ahem, Lin Sanqi is the only master's student. He was admitted as an exception and took the transfer student route.

Lin Sanqi did not go to visit his senior brothers and sisters empty-handed. In addition to carrying a lot of fruits, he also gave each of them 10 meal coupons for the Xuanji Mediterranean buffet revolving restaurant in Guangzhou Tower.

Even though it is a buffet restaurant, a single ticket costs 800 yuan including the sightseeing fee. For these science and engineering men and women with social anxiety, buffet is the best choice.

Sure enough, the five doctoral seniors immediately assured the boss that they would be responsible for all of Lin Sanqi's research topics and would ensure that the thesis was written.

After leaving the School of Clinical Medicine, Lin Sanqi went to the School of Pharmacy next door.

Half an hour later, in the Dean's office:

Dean Zhang Yuezheng gently stroked the large blue-glazed plate made in the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty in front of him, and he couldn't let it go.

"What a good thing! Xu Zhiheng wrote in Yinliuzhai Shuoci: Ancient porcelain favors blue. All green and blue are covered with blue. The glaze is as blue as the deep sea. Mr. Xiaolin, this plate of yours is definitely produced by the official kiln. What a treasure, what a treasure."

Lin Sanqi thought, as expected, there is no educated old man who doesn't like antiques, and my gift was really well-deserved.

Dean Zhang put down the plate reluctantly, his eyes still lingering, and asked calmly:

"Xiao Lin, you gave me such a valuable antique, you must have a big plan. Tell me, what do you want from me? Let's make a deal first. I will take care of you if I can, but I can't do anything illegal, so don't ask."

Lin Sanqi sat up straight and said with a smile:
"Dean Zhang, you underestimate me, don't you? I am an outstanding student trained by our school. How can I harm my own teacher? Actually, my request is not high. I just want some information."

Dean Zhang raised his eyebrows and asked cautiously:
"I don't have any confidential information here. Some of it is research data commissioned by pharmaceutical companies. I can't disclose it to you."

"No, no, no, I don't want any confidential information you are researching. I want all the information about the two drugs, rifampicin and ethambutol, including the composition of the prescription, the content of each component, the preparation method, the method of use, the effective dosage, the test report, the clinical trial summary, etc."

Dean Zhang blinked, a little confused:

"The drug information you mentioned is all public. The patents for rifampicin and ethambutol have expired. If you want to produce them, go ahead. But you're not going to apply for a patent, are you?"

Lin Sanqi felt tired again and could only laugh:

"President Zhang, I want these materials for simulating patent applications. Haha, I just want our company's people to rehearse in advance."

Dean Zhang shook his head:

"It's so mysterious. There are professional agents who can apply for patents, and you don't need to apply in person. Okay, it's not a secret anyway. If you want, I'll have someone copy the information for you later."

Lin Sanqi was overjoyed, as he now had the information he needed to apply for a patent. (End of this chapter)