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Chapter 292: What we are facing now is a big problem

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Gu Yan could see Song Ping's meaning, and he felt an indescribable affection in his heart.

The return with money is too vulgar, and I am afraid that the other party will misunderstand.

He remembered Song Ping's kindness to his son in his heart. He will soon be transferred to work in Southern Province, and he will take care of her in return in the future.

"Anyway, thank you anyway."

"Xiao Jin likes you very much, we can move around more in the future." He said.

Anyway, Song Chu is his younger sister-in-law, so it's okay to move around, he will take care of it together.

Song Ping has been with Song Chu for so long, and she has become more generous and clean.

She was reluctant to be separated from Xiao Jin, but since her father came to work here, it was naturally impossible for her to bring it to her again.

"Okay, if you are busy with work, you can also send Xiaojin to me." It would be great to be able to move around more, she can pick up Xiaojin from time to time and give him some good food.

Gu Yan didn't refuse either. Among the people taking care of Xiao Jin, he trusted Song Ping very much.

He was transferred this time to get acquainted with and implement the work. It may be busy in the early stage. It would be better if Song Ping can help him continue to take care of Gu Jin.

In fact, he didn't want to trouble Song Ping any more, he was also planning to find an aunt to help with housework at home, but he felt that his son would like to come to Song Ping more.

The son had a bad life when he was young, so now he just hopes to be as satisfied as possible to make his son happy.

Of course, he also saw that Song Ping was willing to take Xiaojin with him, and was happy from the heart. It might be as she said, she and Xiao Jin were company with each other, otherwise he wouldn't be embarrassed to bother her anymore.

Everyone who ate this meal was very happy.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Gu Yan got up and left.

I will come over the next few days, every time I bring a lot of things, including meat, vegetables and fruits, and sometimes snacks.

He would take Gu Jin out to play every day, and he would eat here when he came back.

It was almost time, and he took Gu Jin to Beijing after he booked the train ticket.

When leaving, Gu Jin was particularly reluctant to see Song Ping and Song Chu off.

He hugged Song Ping who was squatting, and his eyes were red and said, "Aunt Pingping, you are waiting for me to come back."

It was the first time Song Ping had parted with Gu Jin after such a long time. Her eyes were also red, and she resisted the urge to cry and rubbed his head.

"Okay, I'll wait for Xiao Jin to come back, and then I will make you a good meal."

"Aunt Pingping is the best!" He rubbed Song Ping's shoulder, his drooping eyes flashed, and he wanted her to be his mother.

After bidding farewell to Song Ping, Gu Jin hugged the squatting Song Chu again, "Aunt Chu Chu, I will help you see my uncle, he must miss you."

Song Chu was originally a little uncomfortable by the feeling of parting between the two. After hearing this, he chuckled and squeezed his face, "Little clever."

This little guy is not only high in IQ, but also very high in EQ, and he is getting darker.

When the train was about to leave, Gu Yan said goodbye to Song Chu, then picked Gu Jin and left.

When the train left, Song Ping and two people left.

In the next time, Song Chu still went to work at the research institute, and the anti-inflammatory drugs had been improved by half on the basis of the existing equipment.

As soon as March arrived, Gu Yan took Gu Jin back to work.

Because of his high position, he was in charge of the development of Southern Province. The unit assigned him a suite with two rooms, and he took Gu Jin to live in.

He just took over this job, so he was really busy, and found an aunt to help with housework and meals.

Then Gu Jin left a note and ran to Song Ping and Song Chu by himself. He decided to try hard to make Aunt Pingping be his mother.

Then let Aunt Pingping contact his dad more, he is the link.

Song Ping didn't think much, she was very happy that Gu Jin came back, but Song Chu could see some of it.

She didn't stop it, and didn't deliberately help match up. This kind of thing still depends on the two parties. If there is fate, it will naturally happen.

The key is that she doesn't know whether the two are suitable, whether they can have a common language or something.

She was afraid that her taste would change if she interfered, so she might as well let the flow go.

She didn't feel that her cousin was not worthy of Gu's eldest brother. After the Gu family recovered, the lintel was indeed very high, but Grandpa Gu and Dad Gu were not the kind of people who paid attention to each other.

So if the two of them become one day, she would be quite happy.

Soon again in April, there was good news from the capital. The two-stage clinical trial was completed. The new emergency fever-lowering drug was confirmed to have a good effect and small side effects. It will be put into production and will be launched soon.

The news made Dean Qiao and the others excited for several days.

Another week later, Song Chu went to the laboratory at work this day as usual, and saw that Dean Qiao and Vice Dean Guan’s faces were not very good, and they kept sighing.

She couldn't help but ask: "Dean Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

Dean Qiao sighed, "There is a message from above that our new emergency anti-fever medicine cannot be put into production for the time being."

"Is there any trouble?" Song Chu asked with a slight frown.

It stands to reason that the above attaches great importance to this kind of fever-lowering drug, and clinical trials are no problem, why can't it be put into production

Dean Qiao said bitterly: "There is no pharmaceutical factory in our country that can mass-produce, and the production line is too backward."

Obviously things are placed in front of you, but they can't be produced to serve the people. This is really hard to say.

Hearing what he said, Song Chu thought about it for a while and got a little impression.

She remembered that the teacher mentioned in the previous class that in the 1980s, domestic pharmaceutical factories did not have a complete pharmaceutical production line, so the pharmaceutical industry was so backward.

Although the new fever-reducing medicine she produced has been changed to the lowest version, it still has certain requirements for the production line.

It is not realistic to let Gu Xueshen build the production line. Firstly, he does not understand the pharmaceutical machinery and equipment, and secondly, the technology required for many equipment cannot be developed in a short while.

There are also production line equipment materials, etc., which require time to study, and it is impossible to make them in a year or two, or even longer.

What is most needed now is to introduce a complete pharmaceutical production line from abroad.

This will not only save time to the utmost extent, and produce fever-reducing drugs into the market as soon as possible, but also allow experts in this field to study the technology of the production line.

Just like exporting their vacuum packaging machines, foreign machinery manufacturers must study this technology or even make them themselves.

Their current situation is the same.

"Has the pharmaceutical factory contacted a foreign biopharmaceutical factory or pharmaceutical equipment factory to introduce a production line?" Song Chu asked.

Dean Qiao replied: "Of course there is, but the other party simply ignores it. Otherwise, the pharmaceutical factory simply cannot afford it, and we don't have that much foreign exchange."

"All those who can be contacted have been contacted, but there is no way to introduce the production line, so the production and marketing of new drugs can only be delayed and postponed."

"What we are facing now is a big problem."

He looked sad and said: "I don't know how long this postponement will take."

Song Chu didn't want to wait and wait, she tapped her fingers on the table lightly, thinking.