Love Healing Manual

Chapter 138 Drugs
It was close to noon, inside the laboratory building of the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Tokyo.

Some office.

The elderly professor put down his crossed legs, drank the tea in one gulp, and then said to the man and woman who were already sitting on the sofa, "Alright, since I have done what Minister Nishimiya asked me to do, I will not stay here any longer. You two can talk about important matters."

"We are extremely grateful for the professor's help." The man on the sofa got up to see the old man off, treating him with great courtesy.

“Not at all,” the old professor stopped the middle-aged man from getting up. “I have other things to attend to, so there’s no need for Minister Nishimiya to see me off.”

"Please take care," Nishimiya Taku said, extending his hand.

After the office door was closed, only two people remained in the room, one of whom was, of course, Taku Nishimiya, the head of the personnel department of the Mihori Group, who had something to ask of him.

The other woman was wearing dark gray pantyhose, a similarly gray short skirt covering her legs, a high-necked knitted cardigan, and her long, black hair was tied up high.

She exuded an intellectual aura, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. Her calm and collected demeanor revealed her formidable strength, erudition, and wisdom.

Nishimiya Taku gave the other party an apologetic smile and explained, "I'm sorry to have disturbed Dr. Shimazu's research time. I hope you can forgive me."

"It's alright, please speak freely." Shimazu Kazune nodded.

"Here's the thing: Dr. Shimazu is considered one of the leading pharmacology authorities at the University of Tokyo. We have a drug that we'd like you to test, preferably to explain its mechanism of action, its side effects, and the specific harm it causes to the human body."

"Harm?" Shimazu Kazune looked at him with some doubt.

Followed by.

Nishimiya Taku pulled a semi-transparent plastic box out of his pocket. Inside lay two pale blue pills, about the size of half a fingernail.

"This drug was purchased from abroad and is not yet available on the market. It is a relatively new drug and has undergone some authoritative testing. However... since it is a drug that is ingested, we feel more at ease knowing more about it."

Has it been approved by the drug regulatory authority?

"This, not yet."

“I’m sorry,” upon hearing this, Shimazu Kazune immediately turned her face away: “If Minister Nishimiya wants me to issue some kind of certificate in exchange for my status as a Doctor of Pharmacology from the University of Tokyo, then I will absolutely not agree.”

"No, no, no, don't misunderstand."

In fact, Nishimiya Taku had come to the University of Tokyo's Faculty of Medicine early in the morning and knocked on the door of Shimazu Kazune's office, but he did not find her.

After several inquiries, it was learned that Dr. Shimazu was always busy until midnight, and would only arrive at the laboratory a little later the next morning.

then.

Nishimiya Taku used his connections to find Professor Kitano, who then called Shimazu Kazune, hoping she could come to his office to discuss some specific matters, which led to the current situation.

Shimazu Kazune's expression was indeed somewhat cold, not intentionally. Even though she knew the other party was from the Mihori Group, she would never agree to use her identity to manipulate certain new drugs.

Every year, countless people like this emerge, using various guises, mostly from small pharmaceutical companies. Of course, there are also leaders from large companies.

They approached Shimazu Kazune and used every means to get her to endorse their drugs, and then spent a lot of money to cultivate relationships with the drug regulatory agency in order to get their drugs on the market.

Even more audacious are those who dare to sell their products on the market without approval from the drug regulatory authority.

She wasn't so averse to people who bluntly stated their intentions and then told Shimazu Kazune that there would be generous rewards; in fact, she even thought honesty was a virtue.

But many people would choose to beat around the bush, coming up with countless reasons to get Shimazu Kazune to agree. She'd seen plenty of people who acted from beginning to end.

Some people come with their medical records claiming they have cancer, hoping to have their medication checked to see if it's up to standard. They cry their eyes out, trying to get some pity from her.

There were also cases where people actually paid patients to cooperate, asking Shimadzu Kazue about the curative effects of uncertified new drugs. In those cases, if she misspoke even a single word, the secretly filmed video would be forged, thus certifying the unscrupulous pharmaceutical company.

Kazue Shimazu even encountered someone pretending to be a deliveryman and asking her to sign a receipt, but the pieced-together receipt actually contained a certificate of authenticity.

all in all.

She had seen too many methods, so she was wary of such things to the point of having a conditioned reflex of defensiveness.

One moment of carelessness was enough to ruin the reputation of the so-called PhD in Pharmacology from the University of Tokyo, not to mention that her mentor was one of the few top-level doctors in Japan. As a result, she received an unusually large number of visitors.

"To be honest, my niece, who is also the daughter of the current chairman of the Mihori Group, Nishimiya, has contracted a very rare disease. I have brought her medical reports and symptoms from the past year for Dr. Shimazu to review." Nishimiya Taku took out a thick document from his briefcase and placed it on the table.

His words were sincere.

As someone who holds an important position in the Mihori Group, and is also the elder brother and chairman of the board, Nishimiya Taku's attitude today was indeed quite good.

The principal's previous attitude was understandable.

However, treating a pharmacology PhD with such an attitude, even as a student of Professor Hishida, Nishimiya Taku's behavior can be described as very well-mannered.

"You can read this first, and I'll briefly explain the situation... Ever since my niece contracted this strange illness, the Nishimiya family has spared no effort in searching for a cure for her. As a result, we found Professor Hammer and his research team abroad. We paid a hefty sum, and Professor Hammer provided us with this drug called 'Neurotherapeutic' over the past six months. He tested it a full 200,000 times and found a considerable number of patients with similar mental disorders, proving that it was very effective."

After a pause, Nishimiya Taku continued, "My niece started taking the medication six months ago. At first, she did improve, but as her dependence on the medication increased, her mental state became increasingly worrying. Therefore, I really want to know what harm this drug does to the body and how it works."

He described it in great detail.

however.

As Shimazu Kazune read the report, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Nishimiya Taku with some surprise when she heard the name "Professor Hammer".

In the past few days, Professor Hamel's name has appeared in her ears more than once.

Just two nights ago, Lin Ze even made a special trip to the lab to find her because of this person.

She looked closely at the report brought by Nishimiya Taku, starting with the personal information on the first page. The first part was a report about her physical condition. A photo of a pretty but petite girl caught Shimazu Kazune's eye.

All of his/her physical indicators are low, indicating a very unhealthy state.

Then she turned to the second page, the third page, and even the fourth page.

From the criteria and test results for diagnosing "mental abnormalities" to pathological tendencies, and then to highly professional single-control gene models, multi-dimensional calculation and display diagrams of the human brain, and charts showing changes in neural states following the treatment process.

It is worth mentioning that.

This single-control large model and display diagram are the latest research results. Just like the new drug that Nishimiya Taku mentioned earlier, even Shimazu Kazune has never seen such detailed illustrations before.

It took her a little time to understand the meaning behind the pattern.

Moreover, the pathology report is entirely in English, requiring some translation of the vocabulary to understand it.

“Dissociative personality disorder, accompanied by severe schizophrenic tendencies and obvious anxiety symptoms, therefore, we will use neurotoxins for intervention, with one observation cycle per week…” The more Shimazu Kazune read, the more she felt that something was wrong.

She couldn't help but frown deeply.

After a long pause, Shimazu Kazue closed the report and asked with a hint of doubt, "Didn't the medical team you hired explain the uses and effects of the drug before the trial?"

“I have given an introduction, but…” Nishimiya Taku clutched his expensive watch in his hand, unconsciously rubbing it with his fingers, and replied, “I’m still not entirely at ease. I would like to ask Dr. Shimazu to confirm it.”

"Are the side effects obvious?" Shimazu Kazune's blunt question surprised Nishimiya Taku. His eyes flickered for a moment: "Obviously, so it's hard for me not to suspect that they rushed to produce the new drug for more expensive medical funds, after all, it hasn't been tested for a long time."

"Then you still dare to use it on patients."

Her words were quite blunt, even when addressing guests from the conglomerate.

Nishimiya Taku's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he finally whispered in defense, "Compared to this, seeing the goddess in pain is also a great torment for us family members. This medical team is the best we can find in the world. We have no other choice but to trust them."

"I can test the effects of this drug."

"Really? Dr. Shimazu is willing to help us with this? We'll give you any reward you ask—"

"No payment is required. Just go to the Medical School Administration Office to report it first."

“But,” Nishimiya Taku couldn’t help but pause, and said with difficulty, “wouldn’t that leave a record?”

"if not?"

As she spoke, Shimazu Kazune picked up the two pale blue pills on the table and placed them in her palm, her eyes revealing an extremely interested expression.

She couldn't help but look at it very carefully.

At this moment, the senior sister's thirst for knowledge also reached its peak.

If pharmacology has a hierarchy, then at the University of Tokyo, only Professor Keito Hishida would dare to claim first place if Kazue Shimazu were to claim second.

The molecular structure of all drugs in the world and their metabolic processes in mammals.

It's no exaggeration to say that all of this can evolve within Shimazu Kazune's brain.

anyway.

All of the professor's students are geniuses, and their medical talents have been proven beyond doubt.

Currently, Lin Ze is the only one who lacks sufficient authoritative evidence to prove his talent.

Even so, he was already considered a model student in this level of medical school.

Nishimiya Taku was prepared to use his persuasive skills, but people who enjoy a certain level of respect in these specialized fields are often not easy to deal with. It is impossible to win them over by simply throwing money at them; one must also show a sufficiently good attitude. As a result, the other party agreed before he even started to beg.

Although the exchange was somewhat awkward, the result was satisfactory.

He paused for a moment, then nodded quickly.

"Yes, the necessary procedures must be followed. I originally thought that keeping a record would have some impact on Shinki, but since Dr. Shimazu said so, this is the only way to do it. We will do as you say."

"Yes, please send me more detailed information about this drug as well. Also, I will ask you for some other things when I need them to facilitate my research."

"Understood. Feel free to make any requests. However, obtaining the more confidential information about this drug will require some effort, as it is held in Professor Hammill's laboratory."

"Nothing else, I'm going back to the lab." Shimazu Kazune said without looking up, preparing to see her off.

"Alright, then I won't bother you any longer," Nishimiya Taku said, standing up. However, as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know the specific timeframe: "By the way, how long will it take to find out the results?"

"About a week."

"Then I will await good news from Dr. Shimazu."

With a click as the door closed, the office fell silent. Shimazu Kazune put the documents back into the bag.

She remained silent on the surface, but was thinking to herself.

Mental abnormality...

Is this a coincidence?
It has some similarities to the research direction that Lin Ze is currently conducting.

Kazune Shimazu adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses.

……

Noon time.

Lin Ze was in a very good mood, which could be seen from the light movements he made as he walked into the pork cutlet shop and went up to the second floor.

Internal medicine certainly has its own charm. Even if you don't stand in the spotlight like a surgeon, manipulating a gleaming scalpel, you can still experience a different kind of wonderful feeling by delving into it.

He pushed open the door, taking off his coat and changing into slippers.

Kitagawa Ayane, who was in the bedroom, must have heard the noise, because she poked half her head out from the door frame.

"You're back?"

"Yes, it's lunch break time."

Kitagawa Ayane quickly went over and took the clothes he had taken off, running all the way to hang them out to dry on the balcony. The second floor was warm with the air conditioning on, and Lin Ze could smell the faint aroma of rice as soon as he came in.

in the kitchen.

The rice cooker is already cooking rice, and steam is escaping from the lotus-shaped vents.

"I've cooked the rice and prepared all the ingredients that need washing."

"good."

Seeing how attentive his senior was, Lin Ze's impression of her improved even more, so he beckoned to her with his finger, signaling Kitagawa Ayane to come over.

Followed by.

A warm hand covered her head, ruffling her hair.

Clearly visible, Kitagawa Ayane bit her lip, slowly closed her eyes, and couldn't help but tremble slightly.

An irrepressible sense of joy arose from within.

Two days later, it was time for Lin Ze to treat her, so from the morning onwards, the senior student was eagerly anticipating his return home.

During those ten minutes or so, she would run to the windowsill every now and then to look out.

With just the right amount of kneading, Lin Ze quickly withdrew his hand when he realized she was overly excited. Kitagawa Ayane instantly felt a sense of loss, raising her eyes to look at the warm hand that had been withdrawn from above her head.

She even couldn't resist the urge to reach out and grab it, to make it stay a little longer.

It feels so good to be touched.

I don't want to lose these days for even a moment.

(End of this chapter)