Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital Chapter 335 - 320: Professor Li Hongwei’s Grand Vision (Part
There are even those kinds of biased articles, saying that after many years of being untreated in the country, one trip abroad heals everything. They praise how good the hospitals and doctors are abroad, and that the costs aren’t as high as imagined.
People who write such articles should look at Sun Xinxin and Ma Xiaochen and know that abroad is not so paradise; not all doctors there are miracle workers.
Moreover, considering the number of patients and the scale of things, the clinical experience of most foreign doctors absolutely cannot compare to that of our country’s doctors.
"I don’t have three heads and six arms. Even if I worked twenty-four hours, how many patients could I see?"
Zhao Heng sighed and said.
With a population of 1.4 billion, the number of patients is simply astronomical. Even if he raised his skills to the world’s top, working day and night, how many could he help?
To benefit more people, more universally applicable treatnt thods must be researched.
High-tech treatnts like nanotherapy, though highly effective, can treat only a very limited number of people.
"You do know you’re not a superhero? I think you’re just pushing yourself too hard. You can actually take it slowly."
Liu Ziang said.
He didn’t understand why Zhao Heng was pushing himself so much, as if sothing was constantly chasing him.
Studying dicine and being a doctor is a lifelong endeavor. Zhao Heng is only 25, which, for a doctor, is just the beginning of his career, so he can certainly take it easy.
"It often feels like ti waits for no one. After all, careers have no end, but life has a length."
Zhao Heng said slowly.
In the limited ti he has, he still wants to do sothing different, at least to have so impact on the world.
Although the quality of the world and the advancent of dical technology are not directly related, Zhao Heng still wants to contribute his part.
With his current level of dical technology, wealth and status are within easy reach, so he wants to pursue sothing more rare and valuable.
"It’s a good thought, but you still need to balance life and work. But you’re so young, I won’t preach to you."
Liu Ziang was initially going to give advice but then rembered that Zhao Heng was only 25 and had plenty of ti to figure things out.
After chatting for a while longer, Zhao Heng left Liu Ziang’s office, went back to the ward, briefly talked to Li Yang and Liu ng, and left the hospital.
Four in the afternoon.
Zhao Heng arrived at the lab of Professor Li Hongwei at Yanjing University School of Life Sciences.
At this mont, a crucial experint was underway. Zhao Heng watched for almost forty minutes, and after the experint concluded, Professor Li Hongwei ca to Zhao Heng’s side.
"Young Zhao, you’ve given quite a big project."
Li Hongwei looked at Zhao Heng, smiled, and teased him.
Just this morning, the president called him to the office to inform him that the governnt had assigned a task, asking him to study the nanomaterial siRNA micelles alongside national-level experints.
Moreover, the president also explained the reasons behind it.
"Professor, chances to take down the rich don’t co often."
Faced with Li Hongwei’s teasing, Zhao Heng smiled and said.
If he said this outside, it would certainly stir up a huge uproar, but in front of Professor Li Hongwei, Zhao Heng didn’t hide his true thoughts.
Although Ma Jianteng is the richest man, so of his actions don’t quite match his status.
So, calling it taking down the rich isn’t wrong.
This view of Zhao Heng is also the common perspective of the higher-ups, which is why Ma Jianteng has been so low-key in recent years.
"Young Zhao, if your words get out, they could cause big trouble."
Li Hongwei said with a smile.
He knew why Zhao Heng had taken on the project of developing siRNA micelles—it was because he had ntioned to Zhao Heng the issue of insufficient research funding. Zhao Heng rembered this, and now grasped the opportunity.
"There’s nothing I won’t say in front of the professor. Compared to spending money in certain areas, it’s better to invest in the professor’s lab to research so scientific results that benefit humanity."
Zhao Heng said frankly.
"I’ve already reviewed the case materials. To be honest, over there at Mayo, they probably haven’t paid much attention to this patient. Otherwise, with Mayo’s research capabilities, contacting a few dical and physiology Nobel laureates to develop siRNA micelles wouldn’t be that difficult."
Professor Li Hongwei didn’t dwell on what Zhao Heng said; having so personal thoughts at a young age is normal. He began discussing Ma Xiaochen’s condition.
"That’s what I think too. Since I can discover this nanomaterial carrier, siRNA micelles, Mayo can’t possibly have not discovered it. They probably don’t want to deal with the hassle of such a thankless task."
Zhao Heng nodded, as Professor Li Hongwei’s judgnt was basically the sa as his own.
Although he is the richest person dostically, in the eyes of people from the Beautiful Country, he isn’t considered much. Mayo probably sees Ma Xiaochen as just another wealthy patient.
This matter feels sowhat like they didn’t care for him, so he ca looking for .
However, as a doctor, Zhao Heng maintains professionalism and didn’t say anything in front of the Ma couple other than professional treatnt remarks.
"Initially, I estimated that developing siRNA micelles would take at least two months, but with your full support, young Zhao, we can reduce this ti to one month."
Li Hongwei said slowly, though he didn’t know why Zhao Heng’s skills improved so rapidly, he now regarded Zhao Heng as a biological scientist of equal standing.
It was the hope of reducing the developnt ti for siRNA micelles to one month that prompted Li Hongwei to accept the task.
Otherwise, if it took two months to develop the siRNA micelles, it was questionable whether Ma Xiaochen could hold on that long.
"Earlier, when treating Fusarium patients, the effect of carbon nanotubes carrying drugs was still quite good. Although they don’t pass through the blood-brain barrier as easily as siRNA micelles, they can still buy so ti compared to other treatnts."
Zhao Heng said.
"Young Zhao, you know, just after I agreed to develop siRNA micelles, within less than an hour, I received a venture capital offer from a biotech company I had never heard of, and the initial funding was ten billion—that’s quite the sum."
Li Hongwei said with so amazent. He had been researching nanotherapy and cell fate regulation for so many years, taking over these research projects from his ntor, yet until now, all the research funding he had received totaled less than one billion.
But now, the initial phase starts with ten billion in investnts, which amazed him greatly.
The projects he researched, no matter what, are key national biotech areas, and even on a global scale, they are considered cutting-edge. However, over the years, the funding support he received was not even a tenth of what his foreign counterparts had.
"This just shows that in so industries, money seems to co as if blown in by a gust of wind, and it’s a level-12 typhoon."
Zhao Heng said.
Thinking about it, he’s developed an anesthesia assistant software, painstakingly managing the clinical database, yet the annual revenue doesn’t exceed tens of millions.
But so people just act in movies, earning 160 million in 77 days, with a daily inco of 2.08 million, a blended annual salary of 640 million.
By this asure, Zhao Heng’s annual inco is just that of one week’s earnings for these individuals.
"Alright, young Zhao, let’s not lant these things. Let’s focus on doing a good job and elevating dostic biotherapy to a higher level. I believe, history will rember our nas."
Professor Li Hongwei said with an open mind.
As a world-leading biological scientist, fa and fortune are no longer his pursuits or concerns.
What he contemplates is how to elevate dostic biotech to the world’s advanced level.
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