From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a high-level martial arts demon god!

Chapter 42 Narcisostat

Making your own medicine is not an easy task.

Jiang Heng had already made common, easy-to-make highly toxic drugs when he was in the rental house, and they were basically ineffective against him.

To prepare drugs that are effective at the secondary level of the physical body requires extremely in-depth knowledge of biology and medicine, as well as rich pharmaceutical experience.

Even though Jiang Heng's memory and learning ability are far superior to others now, this task cannot be completed in a short time.

By the time he figures out the research and develops a drug that can be toxic to the second level of the physical body, he will probably have already advanced to the third level of the physical body.

"Are we going to the research institute in the city center?"

Jiang Heng thought about it and then shook his head.

The municipal research institute in the center of Nanjiang City, or the research institutes of major medical companies, must have this type of drug.

But these kinds of things are most likely not for sale. Jiang Heng is just a team leader of the Wu'an Branch of Yuquan District, and no one will pay any attention to him.

"Let's get in touch, just in case it works..."

……

The sun passed its zenith and it was afternoon.

Jiang Heng came to the lounge of Group 7 of Wu'an Bureau, and met with Qin An, Hu Zhenghong, and Tan Weidong, and drove to Hexing, Anxin and Huyang Streets for inspection.

No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. He does not intend to miss out on any possible merit points within his jurisdiction.

So, we spent the entire afternoon conducting thorough inspections on several streets, leaving no household untouched...

"Well, it's not a big problem. Remember to buy two fire extinguishers. Your wooden house is prone to fire."

At this time, Jiang Heng finished checking a cheap hotel on Hexing Street and walked out of the hotel door.

The hotel owner, wearing an apron covered in grease, followed him with a nod and a bow: "Okay, okay, I'll go buy it right away."

Jiang Heng nodded: "Are there any hooligans, gangs, or anything like that nearby?"

"This..." The hotel owner hesitated slightly.

"Don't worry."

The hotel owner glanced at Jiang Heng cautiously and said, "Actually, there were some before, but they all ran away in the past two days."

"..."

Jiang Heng was speechless.

There was so much commotion on Chongming Street in the past two days that the criminal gangs on Chongming Street were sent to the Wu'an Bureau in cars.

As a result, the gangs in several nearby streets were so scared that they fled the streets overnight and disappeared.

He led Team 7 to patrol these streets for a whole day this afternoon, but he only caught two stubborn and fearless people, which was almost a gain of nothing.

"Om-"

The intercom at my waist vibrated.

Jiang Heng picked up the intercom and answered it, Qin An's voice came out from it.

"Brother Jiang, I discovered something here on Anxin Street..."

Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you discovered the criminal gang?"

Qin An hesitated and said, "Well, I guess so..."

Jiang Heng frowned slightly: "What do you mean by 'I guess so'...where are you now?"

"I'm at No. 43 Anxin Street. There's an unlicensed clinic here."

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

Jiang Heng then set off and arrived at Anxin Street a few minutes later and came to a clinic.

It is called a clinic, but it is actually just an ordinary house.

It was very worn and old, and looked like it had been there for decades, but the doors and walls were wiped clean.

"Brother Jiang, here."

Qin An in front of the door waved to Jiang Heng, and Jiang Heng stepped forward.

"What's going on?"

"This clinic doesn't have a medical license, and the doctors there don't have medical qualifications. I originally wanted to shut it down directly..."

Qin An explained while glancing around the room.

Jiang Heng followed his gaze.

There were several beds in the room, and several patients covered in ointments were lying on them, looking at this place anxiously. Qin An continued, "But I found that this clinic seems to be really saving people... So I'm a little undecided, so I wanted to ask you, Brother Jiang first."

Jiang Heng gradually understood what was going on.

In this day and age, the medical industry is mostly contracted and monopolized by private capital, and medical prices are extremely high.

Ordinary people in the slums cannot even afford medical insurance, let alone go to the hospital for treatment, and can only receive treatment in black clinics on the streets.

Most black clinics sell fake medicines and provide fake treatments, exploiting the people like leeks.

Only a very small number of black clinics...are truly treating and saving lives.

Jiang Heng stepped into the house and noticed a woman standing in the corner of the bed.

He was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, wearing an old sterile suit and his weed-like hair was wrapped in a sterile cap.

His face was originally quite handsome, but there was a deep scar running from the right ear to the left jaw, which made him look particularly creepy.

At this moment, she stood in the corner with her eyes lowered, looking expressionless, but the medicine bottle clenched in her hand clearly showed her inner uneasiness.

Jiang Heng asked calmly, "Are you a doctor at this clinic?"

The woman was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, my name is Pei Yu."

“Why don’t you have a medical license?”

Pei Yu lowered his head and whispered, "I taught myself medicine, and I'm an illegal resident with no ID, so I can't take the exam."

Jiang Heng nodded and did not continue asking questions. Instead, he walked to a few beds and glanced at the middle-aged patients on the beds.

"How long have you been treating it?"

The middle-aged patient quickly sat up and said with a smile, "I've been treated for two days. I fell while working two days ago and broke my leg.

Thanks to Xiaoyu, I feel like I’m almost healed.

Commander, Xiaoyu is a good doctor. She has treated all the major and minor illnesses on the street these years..."

"Yeah." Jiang Heng nodded slightly.

Although his main purpose of arresting criminals is to gain merit points, he would not be completely unreasonable just for a few merit points.

After cleaning this clinic, I would get less than 100 merit points at most, but after that, all the people on the whole street would be unable to get treatment, so there is no need for that.

Jiang Heng put his thoughts aside and was about to take Qin An away.

At this moment, he glanced around and noticed a pile of bottles and jars on the medicine table in the corner of the house.

Each medicine bottle has a corresponding label.

The anti-inflammatory drug phenacetin, the analgesic procaine, ethyl para-aminobenzoate, quinine... and they are all of high purity.

Jiang Heng turned his head and glanced at Pei Yu: "Did you make all these yourself?"

Pei Yu responded: "I can't afford it, so I have to make it myself."

Jiang Heng nodded slowly and looked at the simple homemade equipment placed behind the table.

He is indeed quite capable, being able to produce these medicines with such simple instruments. His pharmaceutical skills are much higher than mine.

He lowered his gaze and noticed a bottle of empty light blue liquid on the table.

The bottle is labeled as [Narcisostat].

Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, as he seemed to have never heard of this name before.

He picked up the medicine bottle and turned to look at Pei Yu: "What is this?"

Pei Yu had already noticed that the Wu'an Bureau chief in front of him did not seem to have any intention of sealing off his clinic.

She felt a little relieved and explained, “Narcisosin, this is a substance I extracted from an autophagic jellyfish.

Low doses can activate the cell autophagy mechanism and eliminate diseased cells in the body.

But once the dose is slightly higher, it will induce excessive cell autophagy and even be life-threatening."

Jiang Heng pondered for a moment and continued, "So, this medicine is very risky?"

"Well, a few milligrams can be fatal. Even a Level 2 warrior can't handle it. Excessive autophagy can cause organs to dissolve..."

Pei Yu said this, then realized something, and hurriedly explained to Jiang Heng: "I...I didn't use this medicine to harm anyone.

I won’t use such a dangerous drug unless I encounter some terminal illness that is truly incurable…”

Jiang Heng didn't pay any attention to the second half of Pei Yu's words. He stared at the medicine bottle in front of him, his eyes gradually brightening.

Even a level 2 warrior can't handle it...

(End of this chapter)