Chapter 174 Sensational Papers and New Research Results
At the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Aunt Yi suddenly developed chest pain symptoms due to the stimulation.

Fortunately, Wang Mengde from next door arrived in time and fed her ten quick-acting heart pills.

Not long after the meal, Aunt Yi recovered, and Yi Zhonghai finally let go of his anxiety.

Aunt Yi’s condition just now almost scared him to death.

The others also breathed a sigh of relief.

If this happened on New Year's Eve, several families would definitely have a bad year.

Wang Mengde, on the other hand, remained expressionless. He had seen the symptom of chest pain very often in the past two years.

We have become accustomed to it.

Besides, even if there is no quick-acting heart-saving pill, with his acupuncture and massage skills, as long as there is still a breath left, it is not easy to die in front of him.

After Qin Huairu and He Yushui helped Aunt Yi to lie down on the bed in her bedroom across the street, Wang Mengde whispered:

"Uncle Yi, Auntie has chest pain, but it's not a big problem for now. Her symptoms are still mild. As long as she is not stimulated and her emotions don't fluctuate too much, there will generally be no problem."

He remembered that in the original drama, Aunt Yi died of a heart attack, but that was a few years later.

I didn't expect it to break out now. I guess I've been under some stimulation recently.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Wang Mengde with a complicated expression, then turned to look at Jia Zhang, who was pretending to glance over here casually while eavesdropping with her ears perked up.

I sighed inwardly.

Of course he knew why his wife suffered from chest pain.

Since the two got married, they have never had children.

As time went on, the neighbors in the courtyard and the alley started talking about them behind their backs, saying that they were a family without a son.

Even if she didn't say it in front of them, the occasional rumors were enough to make Aunt Yi sad.

She behaved normally outside in front of others, but when it was late at night and the couple was lying in bed, she would often cry when she thought of it.

Over the past twenty years, due to his constant depressed mood, his face looks sickly.

These are the reasons why she suffered from chest pain.

During the New Year's Eve dinner today, Jia Zhang's words about having two more grandchildren touched upon the pain that already existed in her heart.

"Meng De, thank you."

Yi Zhonghai forced a smile and thanked him, "By the way, Meng De, what medicine did you give your aunt just now? Where can I buy it?"

Others might be glad that Aunt Yi was fine, but he had a lot more to consider in his mind.

No one can predict when this chest pain will occur.

If Wang Mengde is not at home when the next attack occurs, it will be too late to send him to the hospital.

If we have this magical medicine at home, it can save lives in the future.

"Uncle Yi, this medicine is called 'Quick-Acting Heart-Saving Pills' and it should be available in hospitals and pharmacies now.

By the way, Aunt Yi is fine now, but I still suggest that you buy this medicine in the next two days, take it for a few days, and stop when she gets better.

By the way, let Aunt Yi carry this medicine with her in the future. When she feels unwell, she can take it for a few days according to the instructions.

If it is an acute attack like today, take out ten pills and hold them under your tongue. If the effect is not obvious, go to the hospital immediately."

Wang Mengde explained softly.

As he said this, he handed the remaining half bottle to Yi Zhonghai.

He is still very confident in the effectiveness of the quick-acting heart-saving pills.

In Aunt Yi's case, it is still in the early stages and was discovered early, so it can basically be controlled.

As long as there are no drastic emotional fluctuations such as extreme joy or sorrow in the later stage, I can’t say if it will be more than that, but ten or eight years will definitely be no problem.

"Meng De, is there no hope that your aunt's illness can be completely cured?"

Yi Zhonghai asked with some reluctance.

He did understand in his heart, but he still held on to a little hope.

"Uncle Yi, chest pain is different from other diseases. It is very difficult to cure."

Wang Mengde didn't say it too confidently, but his meaning was very clear: there was no hope for this disease.

"That means you'll have to take the medicine for a long time. I'll go to the hospital and buy it tomorrow."

Yi Zhonghai's eyes revealed a gloomy look, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

As long as you are alive, you will have to take long-term medication. It's just a matter of spending some money.

Anyway, there are only two people in their family. Even if he helps the Jia family with his salary every month, he can still save dozens of yuan. The family’s savings are several thousand yuan.

As long as the medicine is not particularly expensive, it is completely affordable.

"Meng De, your medical skills are really great. Aunt Yi is almost fully recovered. I just asked her and she doesn't have any chest pain anymore."

Walking in from outside, Sha Zhu gave a thumbs up and praised, "By the way, Uncle, tomorrow morning, I will go to the hospital to get some medicine for Aunt, and you can stay at home to take care of her."

"Okay, Zhuzi, thank you for your hard work. I'll give you a hundred dollars later."

Yi Zhonghai was not polite at this time.

He didn't know how much the medicine would cost, so he just prepared to give Sha Zhu a hundred dollars.

Anyway, based on Sha Zhu's character, he would not steal his money.

"Hey, uncle, you are still polite to me."

Sha Zhu shook his head and said with a smile.

However, Jia Zhang, who was standing next to her, felt very unhappy because she regarded the money of the old Yi family as her son's.

Aunt Yi is now taking long-term medication, and we don’t know how much money she has spent. In the future, the money her son will be able to inherit will be much less.

But she was not stupid, so she naturally couldn't speak at this time.

Wait until you get home.

The dishes on the table had been removed and replaced with a few plates filled with peanuts, melon seeds, candies, biscuits, etc.

"Meng De, how is your Aunt Yi?"

Ran Xiaomei was taking good care of her granddaughter drinking milk. When she looked up and saw him coming back, she asked curiously.

"Mom, Aunt Yi had an acute attack of chest pain. I gave her some medicine and she's getting much better now."

Wang Mengde glanced at his daughter who was drinking milk in big gulps, and answered with a smile.

Yaya is almost one year old. She is white and chubby, very cute, and can make sounds with her mouth subconsciously.

Two days ago, he called out "Dad" twice, which made Wang Mengde grin with joy.

"Chest pain, this disease is very troublesome."

Ran Xiaomei frowned and muttered something.

Although she had never studied medicine, she knew a lot about some common diseases under the influence of her husband.

Of course I know about the disease of thoracic pain.

"Yes, fortunately, the 'Quick-Acting Heart Pill' I developed is very effective. As long as she carries it with her and takes the medicine in time when the disease flares up, there will generally be no problem."

Wang Mengde said casually as he reached out to take the milk from his daughter who had just finished drinking it.

"What a pity! Your Aunt Yi has a hard life. She doesn't have a son or daughter, and now she has this disease. When she gets old, Jia Dongxu will definitely not take care of her." Ran Xiaomei said sentimentally.

As a woman, she felt it was unfair for Aunt Yi.

"Humph, I have long advised Lao Yi to go to a remote place while he is still young and adopt a young boy, so that he can have someone to rely on when he gets old.

If you have a child, your Aunt Yi won't be so unhappy and sad every day. She won't get this disease.

But he thought about it and made all kinds of calculations. Now, even if he wants to adopt the child, your Aunt Yi's health won't allow it. He will regret it in the future."

Wang Hao said disdainfully from the side.

He knew Yi Zhonghai's thoughts clearly.

That's why I look down on such people.

As time went by, the fish that was cooked during the Chinese New Year was served on the table every day and then taken away unchanged.

This is called having surplus every year.

Some families hold it on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The Wang family is not so particular.

It was not until the eighth day of the first lunar month, when it was almost going bad, that this "old actor" was eaten.

Chinese Medical Research Institute.

In a conference room.

At this time, Wang Mengde was sitting next to several gray-haired elderly people, standing out from the crowd.

Today is the weekly leadership meeting of the hospital.

Originally, he was the deputy director of the Department of Internal Medicine and was not qualified to attend, but was called by President Lu.

Dean Lu was sitting at the main seat, looking very happy. He was holding a few magazines in his hands. When he saw that everyone was seated, he said, "Before the meeting starts today, I want to tell you a happy event."

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of Wang Mengde, then waved the magazine in his hand:

"Comrade Wang Mengde, deputy director of the internal medicine department of our institute, led the vaccine research team to develop the world's first hepatitis B vaccine in the second half of last year.

This research result shocked the whole world, and newspapers and journals in many countries published his discovery. "

After a pause, seeing that everyone was listening attentively, he continued:
"At the same time, Comrade Wang Mengde also wrote a paper on some of his findings during the development of the hepatitis B vaccine, and with the support of relevant departments, mailed it to several well-known professional medical journals abroad.

Among them, the research discovery named "Beijing Antigen No. 1" was rated as the greatest discovery in the medical field in 1959 by several of the world's top medical journals.

They also published several papers by Comrade Wang Mengde in their respective magazines without changing any words. This was the first time that a Chinese person had ever received such an honor.

In addition, the article he wrote, "Infectious Hepatitis: Clinical, Epidemiological and Immunological Views", is regarded as a milestone in the history of hepatitis B research."

After saying this, he excitedly started to applaud.

Several vice presidents and a dozen or so research institute directors present also applauded.

While clapping, Mr. Pu looked proudly at his old friends on both sides.

The intention to show off was clearly shown on his face, without any concealment.

The people next to him rolled their eyes at him, and of course, their hearts were filled with envy.

They also want to have such an outstanding disciple.

Half a minute later, President Lu stopped clapping and signaled everyone to be quiet.

He looked at the calm young man opposite him and felt deeply moved.

This young man has brought a lot of honor to the country and allowed more foreigners to know China.

Especially the name given to Antigen, which brought glory to the city of Beijing.

You have to know that the capital city at that time was not as easy to go out as it is in later generations.

Only a few people abroad know this name.

Now, because of the name of the antigen, the city of Beijing has also been publicized and become famous.

It is said that the city was very happy and the leaders all praised Wang Mengde.

"Comrade Wang Mengde, these magazines and periodicals contain your papers or articles. They were handed over to you by the magazines through the relevant departments. Come and get them from me after the meeting."

"Yes, Dean."

Wang Mengde agreed.

He was delighted.

Originally, he was just trying his best to write down his research findings, and then showed them to Mr. Pu and the dean.

At the same time, I also talked about my own thoughts.

After submitting his paper and ideas to higher authorities, he unexpectedly received strong support.

It was soon submitted to several of the world's top magazines.

In this era, not much is known about hepatitis B in the world.

His advanced research findings naturally caused a sensation in the medical community.

Not only research institutions, but also many well-known medical scientists, immunologists, etc. have expressed their views on this.

They all agreed that Wang Mengde's research results and discoveries are definitely one of the greatest discoveries in the medical world and will have a profound impact on future vaccine research.

Of course, there are also some people who are prejudiced against China and clamor that this discovery might have been stolen from other countries.

But they were unable to produce any evidence and were treated as clowns and ignored.

After the meeting.

Wang Mengde held a few magazines in his hand and started flipping through them.

After several years of study, his English level has reached a level where he can understand journals and magazines published in pure English.

These medical journals are The New England Journal of Medicine, Journal of the American Medical Association, The Lancet, Nature Medicine, etc.

All of them are top journals.

Several of his papers are collected above.

There are also comments on the paper from several world-renowned medical experts, all of which are filled with shock and amazement.

He said that his studies also provided a theoretical basis for various countries and research institutions to produce hepatitis B vaccines in the future.

Even the development of other vaccines can draw on these theories.

"Comrade Wang Mengde, congratulations. Now, famous medical professionals all over the world have heard of your name, and they all hope to communicate with you."

Dean Lu saw Wang Mengde flipping through the magazine quickly and said with a smile.

"By the way, many foreign institutions have expressed their intention to award you through the relevant departments of our country. What do you think about this?"

He then introduced the names of these institutions.

Hearing that these were all unknown small organizations, Wang Mengde was somewhat uninterested. If it was the Nobel Prize, he would definitely be interested, but as for the others, he was too lazy to go abroad.

So he found an excuse:
"Dean Lu, I don't want to go out right now. I just want to seize the time to do research."

"Okay, it's good that you have this idea. I will report your idea to the higher authorities. I hope you will continue to work hard and strive to come up with other results as soon as possible."

"Dean, speaking of research results, I actually have one recently."

(End of this chapter)