Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1291 New Breakthrough and New Achievements, The Queen in Late Pregnancy (Two Chapters Combined)
Cui Jingzhou's team has been working on this for about a month now, and the initial plan was to produce results within a month.

Later, the group in Guangzhou produced their product in just one week. At the time, they didn't know if they were under pressure, but they brought out their best three-piece canister.

Although the results did not meet Fang Yan's expectations, they still helped the research institute optimize its production line. Even now, Lao Hu's team has made and is using the same model. In a sense, Fang Yan no longer requires them to produce results within a month.

As it turns out, after hearing what Su Yue said today, the Sanhuang Qingwen capsules they are responsible for should be ready today.

"That's quite a coincidence, you came back today and ran into this kind of thing." Fang Yan said to He Puren with a smile.

He Puren asked with some curiosity:

"Who is this Professor Cui?"

Fang Yan looked at Su Yue, indicating that she should speak.

Su Yue immediately said:
"Professor Cui was transferred from the research institute in Tianjin. He is 41 years old this year. He used to be in charge of drugs at the research institute and has participated in many projects. He is very experienced. His teammate is Professor Jiang Yansheng from Nanjing. The two of them are responsible for the international standardization of Sanhuang Qingwen Capsules."

"According to the standards set by Director Fang, they are now close to the deadline."

"What is the deadline?" He Puren asked.

He said in dialect:

“I gave each group a product and a solution to tackle a problem. I assigned them their positions. During this time, I observed all of them. New members would join the team during the problem-solving process. After the research results were achieved, I would give them a score and then assign them their respective positions, as well as technical bonuses.”

"Anyway, those who produce results will get extra points, and those who don't will not. Our institute will use these scores to judge a person's research contribution over a year."

Upon hearing Fang Yan's request, He Puren nodded, saying that it was indeed a good management method.

He said:
"The higher the score, the greater the contribution to the research of the institute. In this way, some key tasks can be assigned to people with higher scores."

"After all, a higher score means they have completed more tasks and participated in more projects, which means they have experience in this area. This plan is good."

He said in dialect:

"However, there are also drawbacks to doing this. Some research takes a long time, and these people's scores are already low. In addition, there is the possibility of failure in the research. In this case, they may have worked hard for a long time but have no score at all."

"So it hasn't been used publicly yet, and we need to think of a more reliable way."

"The plan I've devised so far only applies to some current research projects; you'll still have to figure out the rest."

Upon hearing the dialect, He Puren nodded, and upon careful consideration, he could indeed identify the drawbacks.

"If we want to improve, it's actually quite simple: introduce phased results scoring, set up failure value compensation points, establish task difficulty coefficients, and increase team collaboration points. To put it bluntly, the core of the improvement is to balance the value of results and process, while retaining the results-oriented approach."

Fang Yan was stunned when he heard that Lao He had immediately thought of a solution.

Seeing Fang Yan's somewhat surprised look, Lao He smiled and said to him:

“I heard about their management methods when I was chatting with scientists from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and I thought they would be useful in the future. They are already working on this, and I just made some slight improvements to make it more suitable for us.”

He laughed in dialect:

"Your trip was definitely worthwhile; it was like you went to the Chinese Academy of Sciences to learn management methods!"

Hearing this, He Puren also smiled.

……

Then, led by Su Yue, they headed towards the elevator.

Down in the underground research institute, where researchers were working diligently on their projects, Fang Yan and his companions went completely unnoticed.

It wasn't until Zeng Luquan saw them that he put down his work and came out of the glass room.

"When did Professor He return?" Zeng Luquan asked, somewhat surprised.

“I just got back and ran into Director Fang at the entrance, so we came down together. You’ve done a great job here since I left!” He Puren said.

Zeng Luquan glanced at Fang Yan and then said:
"It's not entirely my achievement. If Director Fang hadn't transferred more people, my work here wouldn't have been able to proceed so smoothly."

Fang Yan smiled and pointed at Zeng Luquan, saying to He Puren:
“Listen to this, he’s already learned to talk like this. He wouldn’t have said this before you left.”

He Puren was amused, and then Fang Yan asked Zeng Luquan and Su Yue to explain the current situation to He Puren.

He Puren discovered that quite a few major events had occurred at the research institute during his absence. Although he had already learned a lot from up there, he only learned after coming down that Fang Yan had signed contracts with various provinces for the purchase of medicinal materials, and that their business was now experiencing new developments.

Just before he returned, Fang Yan and his team had signed a contract with Japan.

This directly opened up the Japanese market for traditional Chinese medicine, and it also allowed them to compete with Tsumura Pharmaceutical in Japan.

Many of the researchers are top researchers from their original institutions. Even those helping out are equally capable; the older, more experienced ones all came from Beijing back then.

The younger ones are all their classmates from the dialect group, and all of them have already been admitted to graduate school.

That's not all. Fang Yan also told He Puren that a group of top experts from the Southwest and Northwest would be coming over, and not only that, fifth-year students from the neighboring school would also be coming for internships.

Moreover, they were all carefully selected based on their dialect.

He Puren found that this change had exceeded his expectations.

Just then, cheers erupted from the nearby laboratory, drawing everyone's attention.

At this moment, the people inside also saw the dialect spoken outside.

Immediately afterward, Cui Jingzhou ran over holding a clear medicine bottle, her face full of excitement: "Director Fang! The final round of efficacy tests for Sanhuang Qingwen Capsules has passed! The antibacterial rate reached 92%, which is 3 percentage points higher than expected!"

The crowd immediately gathered around. The medicine bottle contained pale yellow granules, and the label read "Sanhuang Qingwen Capsules No. 001 Trial Product".

Jiang Yansheng followed, holding a thick test report: "We conducted acute toxicity and toxicity tests according to international standards, and the results all met the requirements. We also compared our capsules with similar Western medicines on the market, and our capsules have a longer-lasting antipyretic and anti-inflammatory effect with fewer side effects." Fang Yan took the test report and carefully looked through it. From raw material testing to process parameters and efficacy data, every page was clearly recorded.

"That's pretty impressive!" He Puren exclaimed from the side.

Only then did Cui and Jiang notice He Puren, and Fang Yan introduced him to them:
"This is Deputy Director He Puren. Huang Li's work will be handed over to him from now on."

Upon hearing this person's name, the two immediately understood that he was Fang Yan's well-deserved second-in-command. Unlike Meng Jimin, who was in charge of personnel, this person was an all-rounder who had worked abroad for many years.

They have a wealth of experience.

He has also written quite a few books, which they had even read before.

This person is extremely skilled in acupuncture.

Cui Jingzhou quickly stepped forward and handed over the medicine bottle with both hands: "Hello, Deputy Director He! I've heard so much about you!"

Jiang Yansheng nodded in agreement, his tone full of admiration: "When I was in Nanjing, I read your paper 'The Synergistic Treatment of Exogenous Febrile Diseases with Acupuncture and Traditional Chinese Medicine.' The formulation of Sanhuang Qingwen Capsules, which focuses on 'clearing heat and drying dampness,' also draws on the viewpoints in your paper!"

He Puren took the medicine bottle, carefully examined the granules inside, and flipped through a few pages of the test report. He smiled and said, "You're too kind. I've read your report. The raw materials you used are Scutellaria baicalensis from Hebei and Coptis chinensis from Sichuan, both of which are authentic medicinal materials. You also optimized the extraction time in the process. It's not easy to preserve the effective ingredients so completely."

He pointed to the process parameters in the report and said, "Did you come up with this 'dynamic extraction method' yourselves? It's much more efficient than the traditional decoction method."

Cui Jingzhou smiled somewhat embarrassedly:

"Actually, it was Director Fang who first proposed the idea. We tried it several times before finding the right parameters. At first, we used the traditional method, but the dissolution rate of the active ingredients could not be increased. Later, we used the 'low temperature and low pressure' concept of the three-stage extraction tank to control the extraction temperature at 65℃, and the dissolution rate immediately increased from 78% to 91%."

Fang Yan hadn't expected that he would be involved. He had indeed asked them to give it a try before, but Fang Yan thought that these people were professionals, and given that they had previously contradicted him, they might not be so obedient.

Now they're saying they deserve credit for it.

Suddenly you've become so good at social skills?

It seems that Helian Zhang was indeed not wronged in killing this chicken.

Now everyone is readily accepting good advice.

"Knowing how to learn from others and innovate is good." He Puren nodded approvingly and turned to look at Fang Yan.

At times like this, even a leader in a dialect should say a few words.

Fang Yan cleared his throat and said:
"The key is that you were able to put your ideas into practice and even make optimizations. I only suggested a direction; the real work was done by your entire team... From raw material selection to process debugging and repeated experiments, everything you did was recorded in the report. I saw all the hard work you put in, and I'm happy for you to achieve such results."

"Let's leave the past aside and focus on the future. The results of Sanhuang Qingwen capsules are crucial. On the one hand, we need to apply to the Ministry of Health for new drug status as soon as possible. On the other hand, we also need to prepare clinical observation samples quickly."

"Huang Mingshen's team has already started producing plasters, so you need to speed things up as well."

Upon hearing the dialect spoken, Cui and Jiang nodded quickly.

Fang Yan then handed over the work to Lao He, since he was back now and she didn't need to worry about many things anymore.

He called everyone out and first praised Cui Jiang's group. Then, Fang Yan introduced He Puren to everyone, clarifying his position and the tasks to come.

Then, Fang Yan called Huang Li to prepare the paperwork for his return to Xiehe Hospital.

After all, he was on temporary assignment, and they said they would let him go back as soon as He Puren returned.

Now that He Puren has returned, Fang Yan naturally has to send him back.

After being seconded for so long, it's time for him to return to his original unit. When Fang Yan approached Huang Li, he was already prepared, knowing it was time for him to return to his original post. Although this research institute is smaller than Peking Union Medical College Hospital, the workload here is much greater.

In addition, he didn't understand anything about traditional Chinese medicine, so he found it very difficult to get things done.

He consulted Zeng Luquan on many things, so rather than saying he was replacing He Puren, it would be more accurate to say he was there to assist Zeng Luquan.

Besides, he wasn't originally part of this organization, so he didn't really care about the work. In any case, the organization's glory wasn't his concern, so he figured he might as well go back to his original organization sooner rather than later.

However, to his surprise, Fang Yan had prepared a parting gift for him: a thank-you letter from the Secret Formula Research Institute, addressed directly to Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

The letter thanked Huang Li for his contributions during this period. Although the letter was written in a dialect that seemed to be passed around between his own hands, Huang Li knew that it was something very important to him.

Written evaluations issued by employers directly affect an individual's promotion and welfare distribution.

Fang Yan sent a letter of thanks to Peking Union Medical College Hospital on behalf of the research institute, providing official recognition for Huang Li's professional resume. Perhaps he can get promoted again in the future.

Those in the workplace who are equally qualified will be overshadowed by this letter of thanks.

It was during this period that he gained recognition in the dialect.

Holding the thank-you letter stamped with the bright red official seal of the "Secret Formula Research Institute of the Capital Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine," Huang Li was unable to contain his excitement.

He originally thought the secondment was just a temporary favor, and he would leave once it was over. He didn't expect Fang Yan to be so thoughtful. This written recognition is more meaningful than any verbal thanks.

Although Fang Yan is also employed by Peking Union Medical College Hospital, once this is given to him, the hospital has to acknowledge it!
"Director Fang, thank you so much." Huang Li's voice was somewhat moved. "Although I've been busy at the institute these past few days, I've really learned a lot, especially your model of 'simultaneous advancement of scientific research and production.' I'll have to talk to our institute leaders about it when I get back."

Fang Yan smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "You're the one who should be thanking him. In the months since Deputy Director He left, the institute wouldn't have been able to operate so smoothly without your supervision of daily management. This letter is well-deserved; every contribution listed on it is a genuine one."

He paused, then added, "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, or need my help, don't hesitate to ask. I have influence within Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

"Okay! I've got it!" Huang Li immediately agreed, his fatigue replaced by excitement.

Fang Yan's reputation wasn't just strong at the research institute; it was equally impressive at Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

Although he was only in charge of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the other vice presidents had no say in him; he was directly under the president's jurisdiction. Even though the president had changed, his position remained unshaken.

He's only in his early twenties, so you can imagine that this situation will continue for a long time unless something unexpected happens.

With someone like that at Peking Union Medical College Hospital able to put in a good word for him, many problems would cease to be problems. Only now does Huang Li feel that he has truly struck gold.

I used to think I was just being unfairly treated here, but now I realize that's not the case at all.

Director Fang is a man of principle!

I definitely didn't think things through before!

Huang Li happily completed the formalities and then said goodbye to Fang Yan and the others.

As soon as he left, Fang Yan called Xiehe Hospital to tell them that he had returned.

This can be considered a proper handover.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan suddenly remembered that the Chinese Academy of Sciences, where he was on secondment, hadn't called him.

He Puren came back without even saying a word; that's so inconsiderate!
However, when Fang Yan thought about how Director Sun, who had transferred him, had already been dismissed, he immediately felt better!

Fang Yan didn't eat lunch at the research institute; instead, she went home.

I had originally planned to have lunch with He Puren, but he was going home for lunch, and his wife was going home for lunch, so the couple would be together, and I decided not to be a third wheel.

After returning home and having lunch, Zhu Lin said she had some heartburn, so Fang Yan checked his wife's health. It was already early September, and her due date was in October, which was also Fang Yan's birthday.

The father and son have run into each other.

During late pregnancy, the digestive system often experiences some related reactions.

Huang Huijie had recently been experiencing heartburn, indigestion, bloating, belching, and mild constipation. After Fang Yan adjusted her diet, her condition has improved.

Zhu Lin's current predicament is already considered relatively minor.

Some more severe cases also include urinary incontinence, lower limb edema, nighttime leg cramps, and rapid weight gain. Headaches, blurred vision, high blood pressure, itching, jaundice, and fever are also common. However, with Fang Yan's daily monitoring, Zhu Lin's condition has improved considerably.

The way to treat heartburn in the local dialect is also very simple: have Zhu Lin slowly walk to the bed at home and lie down, then put a pillow under his back to elevate him slightly, which will reduce the heartburn.

Then Fang Yan used the back of his hand to feel Zhu Lin's forehead to confirm that it was not hot, and then asked Zhu Lin:

When did the heartburn start?

He remembered that Zhu Lin hadn't said anything in the morning.

"After lunch," Zhu Lin said.

Fang Yan recalled that at lunch, Zhu Lin ate two extra pieces of steamed pork with rice flour and said it was "very delicious." She never expected that he would get heartburn now.

Zhu Lin said softly, "It started when I was clearing the dishes. My sternum is burning, like I swallowed a mouthful of chili powder." She pressed her hand to her chest, her voice tinged with grievance, "I've already eaten less, so why do I still feel uncomfortable?"

"Don't worry, this is normal in late pregnancy. As the baby pushes up against your stomach, stomach acid tends to rise, which is even more noticeable when you eat oily food."

Fang Yan comforted him while getting up and walking to the main hall.

He first took a cup from the cabinet, then scooped in two spoonfuls of lukewarm honey, added half a cup of warm water, stirred it well, and returned it to Zhu Lin.

"Drink some honey water first to rinse your mouth. Honey can neutralize some stomach acid and protect the gastric mucosa. Remember to swallow slowly."

Zhu Lin took the bowl and sipped the warm honey water. After a while, the burning sensation in her chest was relieved.

Fang Yan sat down beside her and gently massaged her abdomen clockwise with just the right amount of pressure: "I'm rubbing your tummy to help with digestion and relieve the bloating. Don't eat too much at lunch in the future, just eat until you're about 70% full."

"Once you feel better, let's take a slow walk in the living room for about ten minutes to help with digestion."

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Zhu Lin felt much better.

After saying that, she reached out and touched her belly, laughing as she said, "Look at this little guy, he's always keeping me busy. When he comes out, I'll have to give him a good 'battle'."

Fang Yan was amused, but since his wife is in the mood to joke now, it means she's probably almost recovered.

Next, Fang Yan asked Zhu Lin to stand up so she could feel it again.

Zhu Lin, supported by Fang Yan, slowly stood up. He first gently stretched his waist and abdomen, then pressed his palm against his chest. The worry on his face gradually faded, and a relaxed smile appeared on his lips.
"It's much better now. The burning sensation is mostly gone, but there's still a slight bloating."

Fang Yan supported her waist, carefully protecting her abdomen, his tone slightly teasing:

"Do you still dare to be greedy and eat too much? Our child is growing so fast now, and your stomach is already so small. If you eat too much greasy food, he'll definitely throw a tantrum."

"Eat less next time, okay?" Zhu Lin gently patted his arm and then said:
"You really do have a way. I know my current condition is definitely relatively mild."

Then Zhu Lin said to Fang Yan:

"Alright, I'm fine now, you can go back to what you're doing!"

Fang Yan nodded, and then went into the main hall with Zhu Lin. Huang Huijie immediately asked them:

"How are you? Are you feeling better now?"

"Much better!" Zhu Lin said with a smile.

After hearing this, Huang Huijie said to her:
"Thanks to your family's dialect, I'm really fortunate to have him. I've heard from other people that there are a lot of problems during pregnancy at this stage, and I'm so grateful for his help in managing my condition. Otherwise, I don't know what would have happened to me at this age."

Huang Huijie was telling the truth. She was forty years old this year and hadn't been able to conceive before. If it weren't for Fang Yan's constant support and help with any problems she encountered every day, she wouldn't be having such an easy time. Now, Fang Yan can explain things to her clearly and tell her how to deal with them, which is equivalent to having a private doctor who can accompany her at any time.

And this doctor is absolutely trustworthy.

Don't worry about Fang Yan harming her. Right now, Huang Huijie's only source of emotional stress is the courtyard house at Fang Yan's house.

If there weren't any courtyard houses for sale nearby, she would have liked to buy one next to Fang Yan's house and become their neighbor.

We can open a door in the wall so that the two families can visit each other anytime.

Then we'll let the child learn the dialect and become Zhu Lin's godparent, ensuring the whole family stays healthy.

Just as I was thinking about this, the phone in Fangyan Study rang again.

Fang Yan quickly went next door to answer the phone.

"Hello? This is Fang Yan, who is this?"

A voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Director Fang, are you free now? The emergency medical supplies are ready."

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words has been updated.

(End of this chapter)