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5: The fish took the bait again.

"Alright, sir! Hold on tight, I'll give them a good chase.

If I don't wear out the soles of their feet today, consider it my loss."

Zhao Chengqiang took off running, speeding up.

The rickshaw darted through the streets like a tiger unleashed.

Half an hour later, Lu Fan looked at a modern building by the roadside, a confident smile playing on his lips.

Currently, the only place that could quickly complete identity verification was the Leistede Research Institute.

Here, as long as you make outstanding contributions to medical research,

you could not only be granted John Bull nationality exceptionally,

but also be conferred a John Bull aristocratic title.

With these two things, not to mention other places, you could walk sideways in the Concession.

Of course, to this day, no one in Modu had ever set such a precedent.

Not even The Three Tycoons, who commanded the wind and clouds, could do it.

However, Lu Fan had absolute confidence.

Because he had a secret weapon in his hand.

He had prepared many things for thisTime travel.

But after initiating theTime travel, none of those large bags and small packages could be transmitted.

Only a few items he carried with him made it through.

Besides cigarettes, a lighter, and a few silver dollars, there were only artificial diamonds and penicillin in his close-fitting pocket.

penicillin, also known as penicillin.

At this point in 1937, although it had been discovered,

it had not yet been given importance and only existed in research academic reports.

Using it as a stepping stone would definitely be a sure hit.

Soon, the rickshaw arrived at the entrance of the Leistede Research Institute.

"A Cheng, you're off work today. Wait for me here tomorrow."

After getting out of the car, Lu Fan pulled out a silver dollar, flicked it lightly, and it flew towards Zhao Chengqiang.

"Don't worry, sir, I'll be here on time tomorrow to pick you up. You go ahead, I'll give those two tailing us a good run."

Zhao Chengqiang carefully tucked away the silver dollar, promising solemnly.

"Be careful~~"

Lu Fan instructed, then pushed open the door and entered the Leistede Research Institute.

Relying on his custom-made suit and fluent British accent,

he not only successfully entered the institute,

but also became a distinguished guest of Director Reister.

Compared to dealing with the cunning japanese, dealing with the foreign devils who considered themselves aristocrats was much simpler.

Especially when facing medical research bookworms.

Just slap the penicillin instruction manual on their face; everything speaks with data.

For a full hour, Reister was engrossed in the small piece of paper in his hand, as if mesmerized.

After flipping through it more than a dozen times, he slowly opened his mouth to ask,

"Mr. Lu, is this information truly reliable?"

This obvious interrogative sentence, when spoken by Reister, was clearly a declarative one.

As someone who had been deeply involved in the medical field for many years, the detailed instructions for penicillin left no room for doubt.

"Mr. Reister, data doesn't lie.

Isn't this your laboratory?

Why not verify it yourself?"

Lu Fan didn't waste words, nor did he want to say much.

He directly took out the penicillin vial and placed it in front of Reister.

Then, the two put on white lab coats and entered the laboratory together, directly experimenting on white mice.

It took effect in half an hour.

The full medicinal effect acted within one hour.

After one hour, severe symptoms were significantly curbed.

In one fell swoop, Lu Fan made the foreign devils kneel and sing 'Conquest' with the therapeutic effects.

Seeing the remarkable efficacy, Reister immediately arranged clinical trials for severely ill patients.

At this stage, Lu Fan no longer accompanied him.

After instructing them to perform a skin test, he found a place to take a nap.

He was an outsider to medicine, and constant accompaniment would inevitably lead to deeper scrutiny.

Once asked about the core, he would sooner or later expose himself.

So, he gave them the stuff and let the foreign devils research it themselves.

He was a businessman; he only cared about the results.

About two hours later, as Lu Fan was contemplating matters, a clamor outside the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Amazing, it's truly amazing! Lu~~~ where are you~~~"

In the corridor of the research institute, Reister shouted at the top of his lungs, completely disregarding his image.

"Bang~~~"

As the door was forcefully pushed open,

Reister, holding the latest blood test report of a severely ill patient, ran wildly to Lu Fan.

"Lu~~ How did you do it? How did you discover this?"

The effect of penicillin completely subverted his understanding.

Holding the freshly released data, he immediately fell into a frenzy, eager to know the secrets behind it.

Lu Fan looked at Reister calmly; everything was within expectations.

What else was there to say about a product that transcended eras?

Besides absolute crushing dominance, there was no second option.

"Director Reister, this thing was not discovered and pioneered by me.

Specifically, you can refer to the academic paper by bacteriologist Fleming in '28.

My team merely conducted more in-depth extensions on Fleming's academic research."

Lu Fan spoke frankly, not claiming the credit for penicillin for himself.

To conquer the medical authority in front of him, lies would only cause unnecessary suspicion.

Reister frowned and asked, "Alexander Fleming of St. Mary's Medical School?"

"Exactly! At that time, Fleming's paper didn't receive much attention.

Later, he dedicated himself to cultivating penicillin, but struggled to find a purification technique.

By chance, my team broke through this difficulty, and that's how you have the finished product in your hand."

Lu Fan didn't want to waste too much time on this aspect, so he directly began to popularize the science.

He wasn't good at research.

But memorizing information and telling stories were essential skills for a successful businessman.

"You've already mastered the purification technology, why didn't you report it to the Royal Medical College?

Why isn't this medicine available on the market?

Do you know how many lives this drug could save?

Why isn't it in production?"

"Stop, stop, stop~~~"

Lu Fan raised his hand to interrupt Reister's barrage of questions, then retorted with a soul-stirring question.

"Director, do you think the Royal Medical College would approve research findings from us 'yellow-skinned people'?

Would they allow us 'yellow-skinned people' to lead industrial production?

Especially since this isn't something we discovered first.

If we were to present this, we would immediately be accused of intellectual property infringement."

Lu Fan's words were not groundless; in his decade-plus career in foreign trade, he had seen too many such cases.

Those 'white-skinned monkeys' were just detestable.

The moment they see you rising, they try every means to suppress you.

Reister knew John Bull's arrogance all too well, and faced with the facts, he couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it, they are committing a crime, a bunch of idiots."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lu Fan promptly put forward his proposal.

"Director Reister, how about this?

We are responsible for providing the product, and you endorse us under the name of the laboratory.

Our products will be supplied to you first, and you will decide on the overseas market sales rights."

At these words, Reister was stunned, his breathing involuntarily quickening.

Once penicillin was released to the market, it would inevitably mark a medical milestone. It would not only save tens of thousands of lives but also create immense wealth, and more importantly, it would be recorded in history.

It would not only save tens of thousands of lives but also create immense wealth, and more importantly, it would be recorded in history.

Faced with such immense fortune, Reister fell silent for a moment.

After a long while, he slowly spoke: "What do you need me to do for you?"

Seeing Reister speak, Lu Fan smiled slightly; the fish were biting again.

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