The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

In this era, angina is nothing short of a suspended death sentence.

The hospital lacks imaging equipment, making it difficult for electrocardiograms to capture real-time abnormalities.

At most, the doctor will diagnose "myocardial ischemia" and prescribe some nitroglycerin.

No one can clearly see how far the blood vessels are blocked or which vein is blocked.

Not to mention treatment.

Open-heart bypass surgery is performed by only a handful of hospitals nationwide; the cost is exorbitant, and the risks are extremely high, with a near-fatal chance of death.

As for minimally invasive intervention and stents, I've never even heard of them.

Having this disease is like being sentenced to a lifetime ban on heavy lifting.

Chen Zhe is probably surviving by doing manual labor now; he won't have food if he doesn't work.

When angina struck him, it was like ending his life.

Keep going, or you might suddenly die.

If I don't do it, I won't even be able to save my life.

For the poor, a terminal illness means they can only wait to die.

Fu Hua stared at the empty street corner, her chest tightening with a sense of unease.

She had just finished optimizing the valve in the space.

Perhaps the next step is to master the balloon and stent techniques for coronary intervention.

It's not just for friends.

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The summer sun was scorching, and the asphalt road softened under the heat.

The leaves on the roadside trees drooped listlessly, and even the cicadas' chirping sounded hot and bothersome.

Fu Hua's current office is a clean and tidy little courtyard.

It serves as both a temporary office and a storage area for some experimental equipment.

The entrance looks unremarkable, but everything about it exudes order and order.

A jeep was parked at the entrance, and Section Chief Wang from the state-owned medical equipment factory got out of the car.

He made a point of wearing a sharp Zhongshan suit; he was here to discuss serious business.

After all, there had been a slight unpleasant incident before.

However, who would have thought that a little girl could actually make an artificial valve?

Section Chief Wang is here today on orders from his superiors to discuss cooperation with Fu Hua.

He even got to drive the bus.

Section Chief Wang took two bulging gift bags out of the trunk, stood at the gate of the courtyard, and put on a deliberately ingratiating smile.

He came to see Fu Hua specifically to discuss cooperation on heart valve consumables.

Currently, the market is sluggish, and raw material prices are skyrocketing.

The price of steel and parts changes every day, and the cost is unsustainable.

The government controls product prices, making it difficult to raise them even a penny; profits are as thin as paper.

The equipment is still outdated, and the technology is lagging behind.

The medical devices produced were old and bulky, and hospitals were unwilling to accept them.

Now that the market is open, many small factories are following suit, and their prices are even cheaper.

State-owned factories lost a lot of business, and finished products piled up in warehouses and couldn't be sold.

With tight funds and limited government funding, the company relies entirely on loans, which are burdened by high interest rates. Furthermore, it struggles to collect outstanding debts.

The factory has too many employees and too much burden, so efficiency is low, and they want to make changes but can't do so freely.

If it weren't for Kanghua Medical's investment last year, we probably wouldn't even be able to pay salaries.

The entire factory is struggling to stay afloat, and they're barely scraping by.

The factory had held several meetings before, all focused on the patents held by Fu Hua.

If this collaboration can be successful, the factory can be completely turned around, and he can also make a great contribution.

Section Chief Wang took a deep breath, raised his hand, and respectfully knocked on the courtyard gate.

A short while later, Li Yan came out from inside, polite but distant.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

"Comrade, hello. I am Section Chief Wang from the state-owned medical device factory. I have come to see Comrade Fu to discuss some important cooperation matters. Please pass on my message."

Section Chief Wang's back was slightly bent, and his smile widened even more.

He even deliberately handed the gift forward to show his sincerity.

Li Yan didn't answer; he just stood at the door.

In a flat tone, she declined, saying, "I'm sorry, she's busy with experiments right now and can't see any guests. Please leave."

"Hey, comrade, please pass on this message again. We've met before. This is a serious matter, a legitimate collaboration, and we can't afford to delay!"

Section Chief Wang became anxious and quickly took a step forward, wanting to say something more.

Li Yan didn't give them a chance at all, simply waving his hand.

Her tone was firm and unwavering: "Fu Hua instructed that we will not receive any visitors without an appointment. Please leave now and don't delay our experiments."

After saying that, Li Yan turned and went into the courtyard, gently closing the gate with a "bang" and locking it.

They didn't give Section Chief Wang a chance to speak again.

Section Chief Wang's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, his smile instantly vanishing, replaced by embarrassment and awkwardness.

The gift bag in my hand felt unusually heavy.

He stood at the gate and waited for a full half hour, but the gate never opened again.

The sounds of machinery running could be heard from inside from time to time, clearly indicating that they really didn't intend to see him.

In the courtyard, under the shade of the trees, Fu Hua walked out of the laboratory, a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

He casually draped a white coat over his arm, his expression calm.

Who is knocking on the door?

Li Yan followed beside her, holding a document that needed to be organized: "He said it was Section Chief Wang from the state-owned medical device factory who wanted to discuss cooperation. As you instructed, I directly refused and let him leave."

Fu Hua paused, recalling the person in her mind.

It was Chen's former workplace. She had met the other party once; he was arrogant and condescending.

He was arrogant when he took her on a tour of the workshop, thinking that state-owned factories were something special.

Now, you still want to reap the benefits already?

They're quite resourceful.

Fu Hua took two steps forward, gazing towards the direction beyond the courtyard wall.

Recently, I've had too many people coming to me wanting to discuss cooperation.

Ever since the valve patent was approved, people have been trying to pull strings and find connections every day.

Even though the lab has moved off-campus, people still come to it.

They've considered collaborations, equity investments, and even outright buyouts of the technology.

The money they paid wasn't even a fraction of the cost of her patent.

What do you think?

Do you really think she's some kind of beef dumped on the street, that any dog ​​can just come up and take a bite of?

Fu Hua gently shook her head, her eyes calm.

Huaxin Medical's registration, approval, and production line processes are all underway.

Since she was going to do it, she intended to do it from beginning to end.

The technology is our own, the patents are our own, there's no need to share the profits with outsiders.

A company's lifeline must be firmly in its own hands; it cannot rely on others in the slightest.

Therefore, whether it's cooperation, investment, affiliation, or buyout, it's all meaningless.

"From now on, I'll focus on my experiments. I don't need to pay attention to people like this, and I don't need to open the door. I'll find someone to replace the video doorbell."

Li Yan immediately replied, "Understood, I've got it all in mind. From now on, I'll keep them all outside."

Fu Hua nodded, said no more, and turned back to the laboratory.

The sun rose higher and higher, making Section Chief Wang's back feel hot, his forehead covered in sweat, and his shirt soaked through.

Section Chief Wang knocked on the door several more times, but there was no response.

He was both angry and anxious, but dared not retaliate.

Fu Hua is now a prominent figure in Beijing's medical community, holding national-level patents, and is someone he can't afford to offend.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the gifts, and slunk away.

After reporting the situation to his superiors, Section Chief Wang received a new assignment...