Zhou Congwen hung up the phone and looked at his boss with a smile.

"You didn't do the job in the medical team?" asked Mr. Huang.

"No hurry." Zhou Congwen said, "The medical team is in a special situation. I originally wanted to take a few people to build a grass-roots team in Jianghai Third Hospital.

Unexpectedly, Dean Xiao came to study by himself."

When he thought of Xiao Kai, Zhou Congwen showed a very playful smile on his face.

"Director Xiao is not bad." Mr. Huang gave a conclusion.

Since Xiao Kai said that he had an idea about the nursing department, Mr. Huang has been more optimistic about this person.

"Boss, if President Xiao comes, what do you think about this?"

"Let's lead the professor." Huang Lao said, "The hospital is going to be expanded, and there will always be beds in the future. Even if there are no beds, the 912 team will be able to gain a foothold in any hospital where the professor will lead the professor to the future, so there is no need to worry about the future."

My boss said it was very vague, but Zhou Congwen understood it. Now he was just named a professor in the group, and when he expanded his bed, he swallowed Xiao Kai's bed directly.

The professor in 912 and the vice president of Baishui Central Hospital were both in the same position. The interests here were chosen in a different way.

"I went back and told Dean Xiao."

"Send an email to the organizing committee and briefly talk about our itinerary." Huang Lao ordered.

Zhou Congwen took out the boss's laptop and put it in front of him. After clicking it twice, he found that there was no Internet.

"..." Zhou Congwen was stunned. This was the realization that the Internet now needs to be connected.

When did the wireless network appear?

Zhou Congwen himself couldn't explain it clearly.

After connecting to the Internet, Zhou Congwen opened the boss’s email address.

A row of spam appeared in front of you.

"Boss, you have so many spam here." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

"There is no way. Many of them are invitation letters sent by the manufacturer, just delete them." Mr. Huang said, remembering something, "Zhou Congwen, I received an email a few days ago.

"Oh? What do you think, boss." Zhou Congwen asked.

"A Canadian rich man said he wanted to pay $15 million in research costs and asked me to take the medical team."

"Haha." Zhou Congwen smiled, and he didn't even ask what the disease was.

Send an email and say such a thing, the boss will definitely not reply.

Is my boss who is 15 million Canadian dollars short of his own? Just kidding. And he has to take the medical team, so how can he have so much time?

Zhou Congwen did not delete the emails directly, but looked at them one by one.

A few minutes later, his hand paused.

"Boss, Olida's products have passed the FDA's preliminary certification." Zhou Congwen whispered.

Old Huang was stunned and then shook his head.

"Consumables are all venture capitalists of the highest level. What they are most willing to do is to break the rules." Zhou Congwen sighed, "I invest so much and think about a lot of returns."

"Oh." Huang Lao was silent. After a while, he said leisurely, "It's not good if you walk too fast and you'll fall."

"Yes." Zhou Congwen nodded, "The lobbying costs are growing rapidly every year. Olida must have used huge resources, but it's hard to think about it."

"The key is that many studies do not have enough clinical tests, and there are great hidden dangers."

"Who cares about it?" Zhou Congwen said, "Before Olida, the FDA approved consumables only needed one clinical trial, and the number of consumables implanted also ranged from the lowest 100 to 50 people."

"Olida is even more outrageous. It only takes 10 people to pass, which is speechless."

"10 people, FDA" Huang Lao slowly closed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table, making a thud.

“Their statement changes to open up and expand the market, release innovation, and increase jobs.”

"Lobbying corps often use sweet words to put patients first and pursue optimal results. They want to ensure that new medical innovations can reach patients, help save lives, improve human conditions, eliminate pain, and make the world a better place." Zhou Congwen shrugged and said a bunch of similar words.

In his previous life, he also met the lobby army. In addition to professionals, most of the members were world-renowned experts and scholars.

This lobbying of the established lobby, coupled with the gold and dollar offensive, has led to the FDA's approval of human implant consumables being looser every year,

Many consumables that Zhou Congwen believes have major problems have entered the clinical practice.

"I saw a few years ago the patches needed to do a hernia." Huang Lao said lightly.

Zhou Congwen immediately took over the conversation, "Boss, the hernia is OK, at least it is minimally invasive. However, some consumables companies use it directly for gynecological repair and only conduct a small number of clinical trials."

"Raw materials are only $20, and clinically sold at $2,000, which is huge profits."

Mr. Huang sighed gently.

"Boss, what do you want?" Zhou Ziwen asked.

"I'm thinking about orthopedic equipment." Huang Laodao, "Once a consultation, I saw a manufacturer manager introducing the newly-departed femoral head and hip replacement to the director of the orthopedics was a good thing, so I took a curious look."

Zhou Congwen immediately realized what his boss had thought of.

"It's the cobalt element." Zhou Congwen asked.

"Yes." Huang Lao pointed his head, "Can cobalt be used in the human body? What should I do if cobalt poisoning is done?"

"Do you have research materials?" Zhou Congwen looked at his boss and sighed in his heart. The boss still had a lot of thoughts.

"I know I'm a mantis arm as a chariot." Old Huang closed his eyes slightly, old and undying, and even his fingers hitting the table became extremely light and inaudible.

"Boss, you're too tired." Zhou Congwen persuaded.

He is well aware of the pressure that big multinational corporations have to bear.

"This is wrong." Huang Laodao, "After research, Olida found that the technique and consumables we developed had broad prospects. I don't deny this, but it's too urgent."

"Olida is not big, with leading companies like Johnson & Johnson and Lanco suppressing them, and they are eager to make profits." Zhou Congwen said, "I guess Olida will do all his strength this time."

After Zhou Congwen finished speaking, he looked at his boss and was a little worried.

"It's wrong to do this." Mr. Huang repeated the previous sentence.

Zhou Congwen didn't say anything, but fell into deep thought.

He knew very well what the boss wanted to do. The challenge Tang Jikede launched to the windmill again and again seemed extremely ridiculous to others.

But this is the principle of your own boss.

"Zhou Congwen."

I don’t know how long it took, but Mr. Huang suddenly called out.

"Here, boss."

"Collection of information, I have a part of it." Huang Laodao.

"Boss, have you decided?"

"It's decided." Mr. Huang said firmly, "Although I also hope that consumables will be put out in clinical practice as soon as possible, it's wrong for them to do this."
Chapter completed!