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“I don’t know if this method is something only President Zhang can do, or if it can be spread to benefit more patients…”

“President Zhang took Senior Li and the others into the operating room to observe and learn. I think… can we also learn?”

“What will be the cost of this medicine…”

“If it’s cheap, and if it can be spread to treat more patients, and everyone with terminal illnesses can be cured in the hospital, what a medical golden age that would be… I can’t imagine it!”

“Whether it’s a golden age or not, this is another great miracle by President Zhang in the medical field! It’s a miracle for our medical field!”

Before the operating room door even opened.

The leading figures in the corridor were already engaged in heated discussions, and looking forward to a future golden age.

Because they had seen too much in their lifetimes, but what they wanted to see most was still the relief and gratitude of patients and their families, rather than hopeless despair.

Whenever they saw the despair of patients and their families, they felt bad too.

Moreover, in the past hundred years or so.

They also clearly knew that some colleagues and disciples had experienced depression, numbness, being misunderstood, and even suicidal tendencies.

These were all common.

The long-term guilt of ineffective treatment can really drive people crazy.

But every time they cured a patient, facing the gratitude of the patient and their family.

They felt a great sense of accomplishment, and even felt the same relief as the patient.

As the old saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.

They were not just saving one person, and they didn’t just want to save one person.

But it was precisely this heart of saving people that not only caused their colleagues and disciples to fall into anxiety.

But also plunged them into a cycle of depression.

Currently, among the dozens of doctors here, eight have mild depression, and more than a dozen regularly undergo psychological counseling.

While they are treating patients, it is difficult for anyone to save them.

Unless they quit this profession with a high incidence of depression.

But the miracle that Zhang Feng showed today, although it cured the patient's cancer, it gave them a small dose of depression-dissipating medicine.

Moreover, Zhang Feng deliberately did not stop the news from spreading, and attracted them to come, also thinking that this time, it was not only about treating cancer, nor was it just about teaching, but also about saving some of them today.

Giving them some emotional medicine.

Otherwise, with Zhang Feng's current energy and status.

If Zhang Feng hadn't stopped Old Liu.

Then today, the army would definitely surround the hospital and implement a full military curfew.

They would not be able to get in.

And at this moment.

Outside the operating room, amidst the relaxation and excitement of the crowd.

Click—

The operating room's operating light dimmed, and soon after, the door opened, and the patient was pushed out first.

“Grandpa!” The family members directly bypassed the various big shots, wanting to surround the bed.

“Family…,” The big shots knew that the patient needed to be quiet, and not knowing the patient's specific pathological state, they somewhat unnaturally stopped the family members.

“No need, the patient can’t hear now, and his vital signs are very stable, let the family see him.” Zhang Feng then came out, also attracting everyone's attention, and said what everyone was expecting to hear,

“The operation was very successful, his cancer has been cleared.”

“Successful…” Getting President Zhang’s personal confirmation, everyone’s emotions were also pushed to the highest point.

If the hospital didn't need to be quiet, they would really applaud and celebrate without regard for their image.

“Grandmaster Zhang!” The family members saw Zhang Feng coming out, and wanted to kneel down without even thinking.

“Pull them up.” Zhang Feng saw their knees slightly bent, and instructed the special forces personnel in the front of the crowd.

Whoosh—

Several special forces personnel had kung fu skills, and had taken the Transformation Strength prescription for half a year, and their physique was different from ordinary people. With one step, they crossed more than three meters of distance and directly supported the family members who wanted to perform a great salute.

“Little classmate.” Zhang Feng then looked at a young man with tear-stained face, “I heard you crying in the operating room, is that your grandfather?”

“Hmm… Hmm…” The young man was still sobbing.

“Then don’t cry.” Zhang Feng smiled and said: “Instead of crying, run faster, and pay attention, go downstairs to buy some millet porridge.

I don’t talk about post-operative recovery here, your grandfather will wake up in about an hour.

Let him drink some liquid food first, to warm his new stomach and new esophagus, and in the evening, let your family adults stew some meat soup or something, get some meat.”

“Okay, okay…” Not only was the young man nodding, but his parents and grandmother were also nodding, all remembering it in their hearts.

Then, the young man wiped his tears and ran out to buy food.

“You also find a crutch to go to.” Zhang Feng looked at the other family members again, “The medicinal effect will continue to work, and normal surgical wounds will heal very quickly.

I didn't injure his vitality when I operated, and his bone structure will also recover very quickly.

It is expected that after twenty days, he can get out of bed for rehabilitation exercises.

During the period of massage and nursing, the doctors in the hospital will arrange it.”

“Grandmaster Zhang…” The young man’s father heard Zhang Feng’s words, but didn’t go to find a crutch, but weakly asked:

“We… we family… how should we repay your kindness… we… what should we do now?”

“Simple, go downstairs to pay the fee, but let me calculate the price first.” Zhang Feng took a ‘price list’ from Doctor Wu.

Zhang Feng has been preparing the medicine these past two days, but he hasn’t looked at these.

At the same time, a special forces personnel came over and handed over a file bag, marked with a red ‘Secret’.

This is the research price of the ‘Cancer Treatment Medicine’, which is different from the hospital’s surgical list.

Seeing this file appear, everyone, no matter how curious, avoided their gaze.

“No need to avoid.” Zhang Feng waved his hand, asking Doctor Wu and several ‘official pharmaceutical experts’ to come over,

“The documents will be distributed at that time, and you are the leading figures in the official pharmaceutical experts, and you will know sooner or later.

At that time, the people-benefiting price that will be discussed in a large room will all be things that will be said on the scene.

It’s okay to know it earlier, so you have an idea.”

“Yes, yes.” They nodded and walked over, really curious about what the price of the ‘bring the dead back to life’ medicine would be?

This is also because this medicine is too magical.

They saw with their own eyes that after one bottle, people who originally only had a few hours or a few days of life lived, and became normal people?

Even listening to President Zhang's meaning, they can eat normally in the evening, and it seems that they can get out of bed after a major operation in half a month?

This medicine, saying it is the ‘Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill’ in reality, is not an exaggeration at all!

At the same time, other ‘technical big shots’ did not come to watch.

Zhang Feng didn’t call them either.

Because they only belong to technical big shots, and don’t have much say in the official side, and they are also the kind of ‘bookworms who stick to their principles’.

You can't talk to them.

If you really want to say how much money, they dare to shout that they don't want money.

This kind of person is indeed a good person, but not easy to evaluate.

And at this moment.

Zhang Feng saw several official pharmaceutical experts coming, and did not waste time, but directly opened the file.

Glancing at it.

It contains the use of rare materials by researchers, as well as some base production expenses, and world-class instrument loss reports, etc.

This is equivalent to ‘pharmaceutical development research fee’.

But this is not the ‘Cancer Treatment Medicine’, but the previous ‘Strengthening Prescription Fee’.

Zhang Feng didn't expect the data on the first page to be this, but he took the wrong one.

But it's good to take a look.

Looking at it.

Zhang Feng saw that the price of the strengthening prescription was more than 70 billion, and the synthesis research of extraordinary substances was more powerful than most military projects.

Just the dead wages of more than 300 scientific researchers per month are at the level of tens of millions, not counting bonuses or anything.

This is still because he took out the super big head, which is the strengthening prescription that cannot estimate the value.

This is also in the list, and the marked price is ‘unknown’, followed by a sentence ‘Note: The chief person in charge does not give a price.’

The chief person in charge is himself.

He certainly doesn't count money for his own research.

As long as the human body data is refreshed every day, so that he has knowledge accumulation, then nothing is a problem.

And the Doctor Wu and the experts next to him, when they saw this report, their eyelids twitched, and they didn't expect that this project, which sounded silent, was a big furnace that burned money?

They now think that this ‘hundreds of billions level’ is the research of ‘bringing the dead back to life’.

But even if they misunderstood, they felt that this research was worth it!

Because it is cell repair, and it can be used to prepare some drugs for some other terminal illnesses, not limited to cancer.

As long as it is an organ disease, it can be treated with this medicine.

Of course, the premise is that the patient's physique is lower than 15, and the organs themselves have not been ‘cultivated and strengthened’, can it have the effect of ‘replacement’.

But if it is really cultivated and strengthened, it can also prevent most organ diseases.

In addition to this.

Doctor Wu and several big shots also admired President Zhang from the bottom of their hearts, completely regardless of personal gains and losses!

That sentence ‘The chief person in charge does not give a price’ made them feel that there was a kind of ‘light’ on Zhang Feng.

This kind of light, this kind of reputation, and the deeds of leading the extraordinary era.

Made them feel that next year's various school books will have articles about Zhang Feng.

However, they didn't guess wrong either.

Because there is really a ‘textbook’ thing.

Zhang Feng also knew.

A few days ago, when he was in the base, Old Liu had already said that after the summer vacation this year, he was going to be on the modern history of elementary and middle schools, and asked for his consent.

As long as he agreed, then the school related side would start to revise and print.

Zhang Feng naturally agreed.

But he was also afraid that one day he would speak in public and say a vernacular sentence ‘Everyone should cultivate well’, and this sentence would suddenly be used as a college entrance examination question in the future.

Then, the candidates would have to write thousands of words of profound ideological composition about this vernacular sentence of his.

That scene, it's hard to hold back.

Especially if he has children in the future, and the children also participate in the college entrance examination, when facing this question, they don't write thousands of words, but say ‘He just said that, there’s no other meaning’.

Finally, because the name was sealed, they were given 0 points.

That's even harder to hold back.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng's thinking diverged for a few seconds, and then refocused on the report in his hand.

About hundreds of billions, let's not mention this.

Because, after all, big data is needed for martial arts training, then the 'Enhanced Prescription Research Fee' and the 'Cancer Variant Prescription Research Fee' can be counted as research expenses for the data center.

Anyway, for me, it's just signing a name, or saying a word, to get Lao Liu to sign.

Whoosh—

Zhang Feng thought to himself, also under the trembling and admiring gaze of Doctor Wu and several experts, he directly folded up the first few pages of forms regarding the enhanced prescriptions, which was equivalent to 'rejecting' them.

"No need to look at these."

Zhang Feng turned to the fifth page, which was about the 'cost' of the cancer drug.

The lines inside were very clearly recorded.

Based on the normal drug cost and the 'synthesis of rare transcendent elements' price, plus the future depreciation costs of pharmaceutical equipment.

Finally, after half a month, or after a few years, after achieving 'mass production and maximum optimization'.

The 'one bottle' dosage that can treat late-stage metastasis is approximately 6.8 million yuan.

There are a total of ten drops inside.

This quotation is also an approximate figure, and there will definitely be some deviations in the specific operation.

The newest and fastest novel is on 6_9_shu_ba! First!

Furthermore, this medicine is not included in various insurance plans or official subsidies.

These are things to be discussed in the future.

"So much?!" Doctor Wu also saw this number, and his eyelids twitched.

Including several experts, their brows were also furrowed.

"President Zhang, this… 6.8 million?"

"Nearly 700,000 per drop? This price… it… it's astronomical…"

"A miraculous medicine is worth this price, but… alas!"

As they spoke, they sighed, worried, and helpless.

But after a few words, they all looked at the hand of the operating room staff.

He was holding a medicine bottle, which was the medicine Zhang Feng had previously used for the patient.

Inside was a dose of ten drops, now only one drop remained.

After testing, if the efficacy has not been lost in contact with the air, then it can be re-warehoused and repackaged.

Because one drop is 680,000, less than half a gram, but it is a thousand times more expensive than gold.

'700,000…' The person holding the medicine is now also holding the bottle steadily, for fear of dropping it.

"More than six million…" The family members also heard this number, and felt dizzy for a while, because they already owed some money outside for the early treatment.

They are ordinary families, and they use some imported medicines that cannot be reimbursed.

Although in the eyes of many people, they are overestimating their abilities, like fools, but they simply want their loved ones to live.

But now, this bottle of more than six million, how can they take it out?

In the face of such an astronomical figure, even the surgery fee doesn't need to be calculated.

At the same time, Zhang Feng, seeing their restraint and helplessness, also thought of himself in the past, and the normal life in the adventure world.

This expensive medicine money is indeed difficult for many ordinary families to take out.

But the cost is indeed not a problem, this price is not falsely high.

The big data center directly connects to Tian Ting, and the accuracy of the numbers in this area is very high, it is impossible to play tricks or joke around.

Especially since mass production is not yet possible, and it can only rely on researchers and some big shots to synthesize it manually, then the labor cost will be even higher.

This does not include the consumption of substandard defective products in the middle.

If all of this is added up, then there is really no way to say it.

"Teacher… this price?" Doctor Wu and the others are all veteran doctors, and they also know some of the tricks involved.

At this moment, they just want to ask, how much will the current price be?

Even if Zhang Feng said 'ten million, ten drops', they would think it was normal.

But being detrimental to the people and unable to be popularized would be a major deviation in direction.

Because this is not Zhang Feng's original intention.

'How could it be calculated so much?'

Zhang Feng felt that this was a tricky problem, and was thinking about how to solve it.

Nearby, the Xiacheng reporter was always recording, like filming a documentary.

In addition, some doctors, after hearing these quotations, began to talk in low voices.

Among them, words such as 'ten million medicine, revival from the dead, Yaochi nectar, can cure many terminal illnesses' clarified everything here.

This medicine has not yet started mass production, and everyone has unified its name, calling it 'Yaochi Nectar'.

Also, through their conversations, the recorded video can restore the whole process of events.

And now, everyone's eyes are on Zhang Feng, who is thinking.

If President Zhang rejects the establishment of this project and uses the funds for the Transcendent Project, then this patient may be the first beneficiary of 'Yaochi Nectar' before the technology is broken through, but also the last beneficiary.

Similarly, that restrained and uneasy family will also be burdened with sky-high debts.

'President Zhang… how will you handle it?' Although the middle-aged reporter has experienced many things, he has fallen into unspeakable tension today.

Because every keyword in the conversation, whether it is '10 billion Transcendent Research', or 'Yaochi Nectar', or 'Revival from the Dead', is the first 'Transcendent Big News!' he has encountered in his life!

Just picking out one is a major event.

Now, they are all squeezed together.

And he deeply knows that no matter what choice President Zhang makes in the end, as long as this video is released, it will definitely set off a huge storm of public opinion!

The premise is to let it be released.

In all likelihood, the official will protect the reputation of the 'pioneer' and then cut it off.

Although there are also sensible people who will speak for Zhang Feng, there is no need to create conflict.

However, Zhang Feng ignored them, but fell into a memory storm, quickly flipping through the medical knowledge in his mind, and was thinking of ways to minimize the cost of the drug.

Finally.

Under the gaze of everyone.

About five minutes passed.

Zhang Feng couldn't say whether it was helplessness or relaxation, but he calmly said to everyone:

"The current medical theory cannot significantly reduce costs while ensuring efficacy.

Our technology does not support it, and the knowledge architecture is too weak.

But… dilution can reduce costs, but the efficacy will also be relatively weakened."

Zhang Feng thought quickly,

"Based on my current calculations.

One drop can be diluted into a thousand drops.

As long as some ordinary medicinal elements are added, it can make up for the lack of efficacy of the dilution, but the labor consumption will be further expanded.

For example, before, ten scientific research-level instruments and ten scientific researchers could create ten drops and save one person.

But now, after ten drops are created, they will be diluted into ten thousand drops.

To make this diluted medicine reach 30% of the main treatment effect, at least 10,000 machines and hundreds of thousands of medicinal materials are needed for extraction, and finally 100,000 people are needed for manual labor.

But after proficiency, the cost will be infinitely reduced.

Theoretically speaking.

The price of a drop of diluted medicine should be suppressed at around 10,000 yuan.

However, the 30% efficacy can only remove the disease, but cannot achieve the revival from the dead that you just mentioned.

In the end, the patient's recovery still depends on their own postoperative healing.

But for early and mid-stage where the lesions have not metastasized, gastroscopy, colonoscopy, and minimally invasive surgery can achieve the complete treatment effect of 'delivering medicine to the lesion'."

As Zhang Feng spoke, he actually felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that some things were not what he wanted, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Even if it is diluted now, the price is dozens of times less.

But 10,000 yuan is still a lot.

If you use several more drops, it will be tens of thousands more, and many people may not be able to afford it.

In addition, the unavoidable surgery costs and related hospitalization and postoperative expenses are also an expense no less than diluted medicine.

This will also be tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.

But if the diluted medicine is free, or compressed to hundreds or dozens, it will be much better.

It's just that the current human world is helpless and cannot reach that condition.

This is not something that can be easily changed by the power of one person.

Nor is it something that can be changed if you want to change it.

The utopian ideal is ultimately a utopian fantasy.

But when everyone heard that a drop of Yaochi Nectar only cost 10,000, they exclaimed in surprise.

"It only takes 10,000?"

"President Zhang, really?"

"A life-saving medicine for 10,000?"

"If you add insurance and medical care, it may be a few thousand a drop…"

"Yes… like mid-stage cancer, the lesions have not metastasized, and some organ diseases, one drop is enough! It's perfectly cured for less than 10,000!

The most important thing is that the increase in output can cure more incurable diseases!"

Everyone was excited, and didn't expect that President Zhang could really give a 'solution?'

Today, the topic and solution of 'Immortal Medicine Dilution, but without destroying the main efficacy' will definitely be engraved on the most conspicuous milestone in the medical field!

A 'miracle medicine!' for less than 10,000!

As long as the research can come out, it will definitely destroy the entire organ-based pharmaceutical system!

Even the reporter was so excited that he thought of the title of the video, called 'Cheap Miracle Medicine!'

And Zhang Feng, seeing them so happy, didn't know how he felt in his heart, but perhaps, his requirements for himself were too high?

Wanting to do everything to the extreme is a burden instead.

Might as well, don't think about it.

Thinking so much, besides adding to the troubles, it's useless.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng also returned to normal emotions, first looking at the group of big shots,

"I will give you the prescription later, you organize the staff to prepare it."

Speaking, Zhang Feng looked at the boy's father again, looking at his helpless appearance,

"Let's calculate according to the new price, go downstairs to pay the fee."

After speaking, Zhang Feng was about to leave.

"Medicine God!"

At this time, I don't know which doctor shouted.

"Medicine God!" Two other doctors also shouted immediately after.

Zhang Feng glanced at them, but waved his hand and smiled:

"I am not a Medicine God."

I am a Martial God.