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Seeing that she was a young girl of about twenty years old, with fair skin and a student-like appearance, he couldn't help but smile, put down his teacup, and said:

"Individual registration? Young lady, are you kidding me? You don't even have a company, how can you register? In our country, drug registration must be applied for by a company to the government; individuals cannot register directly!"

Qiao Xinxin paused for a moment, her fingers twisting nervously together: "Huh? It has to be under a company name... Then, what if I start my own company?"

"Start your own company?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, looking as if he thought she was oversimplifying things, and started calculating for her on his fingers:

"First, you need to register a company with the Administration for Industry and Commerce and get a business license. With that, you also need a factory, equipment, and technical personnel that meet national health standards, and then you need to apply for a 'Drug Production License.' Only after you've obtained all these licenses can you come here to apply for drug registration. This whole process is extremely delicate; there can't be any mistakes along the way. It will take at least two or three months, and could even be as long as six months!"

Two or three months!

This process is taking much longer than Qiao Xinxin had anticipated. She currently has neither money nor a factory. If she were to start registering a company and building a factory from scratch, it would be too late by then.

But she didn't give up easily. She pursed her lips and, still with a good-natured smile, asked:

"Comrade, I'm so sorry, this is my first time doing this, and I really don't know much about it. Could you help me fill out a form, or tell me exactly what materials I need to prepare? I'll go back and prepare them in advance."

Although the middle-aged man was indifferent, seeing that the young girl was sweet-looking and spoke politely, he didn't make things difficult for her. He pulled a mimeographed materials list from the drawer and pushed it onto the wooden counter:

"Alright, take it. It's all written clearly here, you can check it against the instructions. But I must warn you first, every item on this list must be genuine, no falsification is allowed."

"Thank you so much!"

Qiao Xinxin accepted the somewhat rough list, which still had a faint smell of ink, with both hands. She thanked him as if she had found a treasure before turning around and leaving the health bureau.

Standing on the stone steps at the entrance, the sun overhead was a bit dazzling. Qiao Xinxin looked down at the list of requirements densely written in her hand and couldn't help but sigh.

Business license of the legal entity, factory hygiene certificate, sample inspection report...

She has none of these things now.

The Blood Clotting Grass and Green Spirit Vine in the space had only just sprouted small green shoots, and it would be some time before they could be harvested in large quantities; her meager savings were not even enough to buy a decent machine, let alone rent a factory and obtain a license.

She stood on the steps in silence for a while, her mind racing.

"No, we can't just stay stuck here. We have to think of a workaround."

Qiao Xinxin took a deep breath, carefully folded the list, stuffed it into the inside pocket of her coat, and turned to walk towards the military hospital.

Dr. Chen happened to be on duty at the outpatient clinic this afternoon.

When Qiao Xinxin arrived, there were still several patients waiting in line on the wooden chairs outside the surgical clinic. She didn't disturb them, but obediently sat down on a bench at the end of the corridor.

The corridor was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the occasional cough made it feel somewhat oppressive. Qiao Xinxin waited for about half an hour, and only when she saw the last patient come out with a prescription did she quickly stand up and gently knock on the wooden door of the examination room.

"Please come in." Dr. Chen's slightly tired voice came from inside.

Qiao Xinxin pushed the door open and went in, then closed it behind her.

Dr. Chen was writing a medical record with his head down when he looked up and saw Qiao Xinxin. He put down his pen in surprise, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Oh, Comrade Qiao? What brings you here at this hour? Please, have a seat! Is there something wrong with your brother's wound?"

"No, no, my brother is recovering quite well." Qiao Xinxin quickly waved her hand and sat down on the wooden chair opposite the examination table.

She took the neatly folded list out of her pocket, unfolded it on the table, and gently pushed it towards Dr. Chen:

"Dr. Chen, I went to the district health bureau today to inquire about registration. They said that individuals cannot directly register drugs; it must be done under a company name. Moreover, they are very strict about the production site, equipment, and process flow. I don't have a company or a factory; I really don't know how to get started."

Dr. Chen picked up the list, adjusted his reading glasses, and looked at it carefully.

Then, he sighed and shook his head helplessly:

"That's true. The country is becoming increasingly strict in its management of pharmaceuticals. Although the effects of your medicine powder are amazing, it's still a huge undertaking to obtain all the necessary qualifications from scratch. It's a real pain to be able to work yourself to the bone."

Qiao Xinxin leaned forward anxiously, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling as she looked at Dr. Chen, her voice carrying a hint of pleading:

"I know this is a difficult matter, which is why I'm bothering you. Dr. Chen, didn't you mention last time that you have friends in the health system? I was wondering if there's any way to simplify these procedures a bit? Or... are there any existing, qualified factories we could cooperate with and directly borrow their qualifications?"

After listening to her, Dr. Chen did not answer immediately. He took off his reading glasses, tapped them lightly on the table, his brow furrowed, as if he were rapidly searching his mind for a suitable candidate.

The consultation room fell silent for a moment, with only the ticking of the clock on the wall.

After a while, Dr. Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped his thigh:

"Hey! Now that you mention it, someone actually popped into my head!"

Qiao Xinxin immediately sat up straight, even her breathing became soft, and she waited eagerly for him to continue.

Dr. Chen said with a smile:

"I have a cousin named Sun Changming. He runs a pharmaceutical factory in the west of the city. It's not a big factory, but it's small yet fully equipped. He has all the necessary permits and licenses, from a business license to a drug production permit. The factory and equipment are already in place, and he even passed the annual inspection by the Health Bureau smoothly at the end of last year. If you can cooperate with him and have him use his factory's qualifications to help you with the registration, you'll save yourself the two most time-consuming steps: registering a company and building a factory!"

Qiao Xinxin's eyes lit up as she listened, her heart pounding wildly: "You mean, I can use his factory for registration?"