Master Kaloska is becoming famous outside and seems to be quite powerful.
In their territory, he was just an ordinary person who came to seek advice. If the other party did not have some illegal background behind him, he would not even bother to ask their dean.
Seeing that his dean was unwilling to pay attention to the other party, the blond young man bowed and said very respectfully: "Then I will refuse him and tell him that you are in seclusion."
"Whatever." The old man didn't even raise his head, his eyes still staring at the potion bottle obsessedly. He picked up the bottle on the left and muttered: "Hiss~ Should I have put this in just now?"
After a while, he picked up the bottle on the right for comparison: "If I put chloral hydrate in there, it will produce toxins, then what about this? If I put this in there, will it also be toxins?"
He was scratching his head, thinking about which medicine he should put in to conduct the experiment again.
Suddenly the computer lit up.
The blond man noticed it, called the old man who was lost in thought, and said casually: "Dean, someone sent you a message."
"Hmm? News? What news?" The old man's mind was full of chemical reagents, and his cloudy eyes were confused. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he threw down the medicine bottle in his hand with great excitement. He didn't even look at his beloved medicine, and walked quickly towards the direction of the computer: "I thought she disappeared. Good guy, she finally remembered to send me a message... Come on, let me see..."
It was the first time his apprentice saw him so excited, and asked sideways: "Dean, who are you talking about?"
The white-haired old man ignored him and excitedly clicked on the message flying over on the computer, which showed a photo.
The photo was taken on a piece of 4A paper.
There were some medicines scribbled on the paper, followed by the amount of grams of the medicine.
The blond man also leaned over to take a look. He didn’t understand what the prescription was at first glance. He was a little surprised and confused and asked, “Is this Chinese medicine?”
There are also many ancient Chinese medicine recipes in the Pharmaceutical Research Institute.
These ancient prescriptions are collected in the library, but basically no one reads them and thick dust has accumulated on them.
He had seen these prescriptions once when he was cleaning the library, and he remembered them clearly, the ancient and obscure text and the strange dosage methods on them.
He remembered clearly that there was a letter written in water-based pen in the lower left corner of the prescriptions collected in their library.
Q.
There is also a same letter, Q, in the lower left corner of the photo that the dean is looking at now.
Q
He remembered that someone once told him that there was only one living pharmaceutical giant who could discuss and exchange ideas on drug research with their dean.
That person's name is Q.
The other party came to their pharmaceutical research institute and stayed there for a while, but left not long after.
The other person is a loner and hasn't met many people.
The young man had a look of surprise on his face as he realized the little detail he had discovered.
Q? He always thought that Q was a legend, because no one in the world could achieve higher achievements in pharmacy than the dean.
So this person really exists
The old man ignored him and copied the photo as if he had found a treasure. While writing down the herbs on it, he murmured, "Is this... an upgraded version? Why didn't I think of adding this herb in?? So that's how it is, so that's how it is, I'm really stupid, why didn't I think of using the medicine this way."
He didn't care whether there was anyone else in his laboratory at all. He ran over with the prescription and started the experiment immediately.
(End of this chapter)