Chapter 593 A childish man walks through the market hoping for a fortune (Third update, please subscribe)


Chapter 593: A childish man walks through the market with a fortune (Third update, please subscribe)

Do you know any overseas Chinese?

Kim In-mi, who was wearing a black school uniform, was walking on the street thinking about what the doctor said when she was in the hospital.

“There is an overseas Chinese hospital in Kyushu, where it only costs a few hundred yuan to inject this drug.”

“But only overseas Chinese and their immediate family members can enjoy such treatment. .”

"If you have an overseas Chinese you know, you can marry him, and with a marriage certificate from the embassy, ​​you can take your mother to Fukuoka and receive treatment at the local overseas Chinese hospital."

This is true. Of?

But, how can I know any overseas Chinese?

Kim In-mi, who was troubled by the doctor’s words, thought gloomily. At the same time, she also couldn’t figure out why Seoul Special medicines in the hospital are so expensive, but the medicines in the Fukuoka Overseas Chinese Hospital are so cheap.

Is it because they are overseas Chinese? So which specific drugs are very cheap?

In fact, this is the reason.

"How about asking, who are the overseas Chinese? No matter what, let my mother survive!"

While I was thinking about this, suddenly a figure on the roadside came into view. , she saw the boy who was shining his shoes. He was wearing a middle school hat on his head. Before the war ended, she had seen him before, a very handsome boy.

She remembered hearing from her friends that he was an overseas Chinese.

Overseas Chinese!

Jin Renmei's eyes lit up with hope, and she quickly walked towards the boy.

I felt someone walking in front of me, Zheng Siru said.

"Hey, I need to wipe..."

As soon as he looked up, Zheng Silu saw a pair of small leather shoes, white cotton socks, and a black long skirt. Is it a girl?

Then he saw a very beautiful girl, whom he seemed to have seen somewhere.

"Hello,"

the girl said, bowing.

“Hello.”

Zheng Siru quickly stood up and returned the greeting.

"Are you?"

"My name is Kim In-mi. I was a classmate of Mi-Seo when I was studying at a girls' middle school. Do you remember Mi-Seo?"

"Is it Park Mi-Seo?"

I just thought she was here to see her classmates. Zheng Silu nodded and said.

“She went to Nanyang to work last year. I heard that everyone seems to be getting married now.”

Nowadays, many people go to Nanyang to work and then get married in Nanyang. Nanyang really has So good?

When you get there, you don’t need to shine your shoes?

“Ah, really?”

Jin Renmei nodded and said.

"However, I'm not looking for her. I want to ask you something. Are you...an overseas Chinese?"

Facing the girl's question, Zheng Silu was stunned, nodded and said .

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"

It's really an overseas Chinese!

"That...you, you can..."

Taking a deep breath, Jin Renmei, who mustered up her courage, looked at him and said.

“You, will you marry me?”

I'm a little confused, so let me take it easy.

Looking at the girl in front of me, the girl is very beautiful. She looks very neat in her school uniform, and she even wears small leather shoes. Not only does it look like a poor family, but the family conditions are probably pretty good.

But she allowed herself to marry her?

What does she mean?

Zheng Siru looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, filled with doubts.

The boy's hesitation made Jin Renmei say anxiously.

“Help me, will you marry me?”

What?

Help?

Zheng Siru was a little confused. Is this help so easy?

A few days later, Zheng Silu looked at the worried girl beside him in the embassy. He, who was only seventeen years old, patted her hand and said.

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon..."

In fact, many things were doomed from the beginning. A few days later, they got on the bus to Fukuoka in Busan ship, heading to Fukuoka as an expat.

Looking at the coast behind her, Jin Renmei said to the boy beside her.

"Thank you."

The words were full of gratitude, because with his help, her mother was able to enter that hospital. The embassy even helped negotiate a settlement.

Facing the girl’s gratitude, Zheng Silu said.

"We are all a family, this is what I should do."

The boy's answer made Jin Renmei's face blush, yes, they are a family now.

Nodding, they stood on the side of the ship and watched the land go away.

......

Every day, trucks drive out from Nanyang Jianmin Company. Some trucks even have armed guards. The reason is that the trucks contain more than gold. Precious drug - streptomycin.

As the only manufacturer in the world, streptomycin shipped from Jianmin Company is often shipped by air to all parts of the world.

When the armed convoy drove out of the company, Zhu Huayun, who was standing by the window, just looked at the convoy quietly. The secretary on the other side was thinking about a report from the World Health Organization, which revealed One thing - the truth about the high cost of streptomycin production.

The truth is that it’s worthless!

“In this era when penicillin only costs more than ten cents, Nanyang Jianmin’s streptomycin actually sells for 40 US dollars! Its price is hundreds of times that of gold. Such high pricing is not good for human health. , for the sake of human health, I hope Nanyang Jianmin can take a humanitarian stance and lower the price of drugs..."

Although the price is higher than gold, as the only drug in the world to treat tuberculosis, it has been From the day it was born, its high price has been criticized.

However, Zhu Huayun, the company manager, has never expressed any opinions on criticism from the outside world.

“Treating diseases and saving lives is important, but the development and production of drugs require production!”

Zhu Huayun said while standing by the window and watching the vehicles driving out of the company.

“In 1943, buying an injection of penicillin cost 200 US dollars. It was not until a few years ago that the cost dropped to tens of cents. Have they forgotten this? At that time, how could they Don’t you ask the Americans to lower their prices?”

Zhu Huayun obviously forgot that the World Health Organization had not yet been established at that time, and the secretary who was reporting said.

"I guess they think we have just entered the medical field!"

"Yes, they pick the weak ones. Do you think we are easy to bully? Reply to them and tell them the price of penicillin one by one. Tell them, as for the price, tell them that in the past few years, our streptomycin price has dropped from a maximum of 70 US dollars to 40 US dollars. In terms of price reduction, it is the same as penicillin, and we We also set different prices based on the economic conditions of each country to ensure that as many patients as possible benefit. Please note that we are the only company in the world that does this. In the past few years, thousands of patients have Thousands of people have benefited from it, and their accusations against us are groundless!”

"Yes, manager,"

After thinking about it, he said again.

“However, this incident also reminds us that streptomycin... this piece of fat will definitely be copied in large quantities by various countries after the patent period expires. By then, if we don’t have some What about his own patented drug? "

Although he talked about the patent period of streptomycin, Zhu Huayun was still worried about another issue - behind this matter, Is it really just the World Health Organization?

As a professional manager, Zhu Huayun has always believed in one thing - there is absolutely no love or hate for no reason in this world. Everything happens for a reason. Where is the reason?

This is what he needs to care about.

“When a child walks through the market with gold in mind, it is the fault of an ordinary man with a jade in mind...”

(End of this chapter)

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