Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital-Chapter 373 - 339: Aqueous Molecular Anesthetic Gel

Chapter 373: Chapter 339: Aqueous Molecular Anesthetic Gel

Back at the office, Li Yang asked Zhao Heng, "Dr. Zhao, should I speak directly with the sales team at Sino Company?"

Li Yang was asking about the water-based molecular anesthetic gel, a new drug that generally isn’t available at ordinary pharmaceutical companies. Only a big company like Sino would have it in stock.

As for other pharmaceutical companies, it’s not that they can’t get it, but they don’t see enough hospitals using it. If they did bring it in, the low volume and high cost leave little room for profit.

"Alright."

Zhao Heng nodded. This kind of task could be handled by Li Yang; there was no need for him to personally go. After all, he was now in charge of a ward.

Could it be said that he was someone of status now?

Li Yang went to contact Sino Company, while Zhao Heng and Liu Meng went to the ward. They looked at the young man lying in bed, who was much calmer due to the pain medication but still had an extremely pale face. Zhao Heng couldn’t help but sigh quietly in his heart.

"Doctor, what exactly is my illness?"

The pale-faced young man eagerly asked Zhao Heng.

This illness was simply too tormenting. Not only did his family not believe him, but even his close friends didn’t believe what he said.

It was a dual torture of the mind and body. The most distressing part for the young man was that the girlfriend he had pursued for many years left him.

So, this illness had now become a nightmare for him.

"We can now confirm you have Persistent Excitation Syndrome. Generally, this condition occurs only in women, making it quite rare."

Zhao Heng said slowly.

Having such an illness is indeed unfortunate, but it must be faced nonetheless.

"Doctor, can this disease be cured?"

The young man asked Zhao Heng anxiously, fearing he might hear the words he dreaded most.

"Currently, the cause of Persistent Excitation Syndrome is still unknown, so we can only provide symptomatic treatment. However, we will do our best."

Zhao Heng couldn’t bring himself to lie, but he had to rephrase the truth gently. If he were to say that there was no cure, the young man would be at a complete loss as to how to continue living.

"Thank you, thank you, doctor."

The young man said gratefully. Although he wasn’t clear about what exactly was wrong with him, the fact that Zhao Heng could clearly identify his condition when other hospitals could not offered a different sense of reassurance.

Upon leaving the ward, Li Yang couldn’t help but ask Zhao Heng, "Dr. Zhao, the water-based molecular anesthetic gel can only provide relief. To cure it, we need to find the cause, but this illness is so rare that there’s no existing treatment experience or research on its cause in the world."

Any doctor faced with such a baffling disease would likely think the same as Li Yang.

"Let’s start by addressing the neurological aspect."

Zhao Heng thought for a moment and said.

PM.

Inside the office.

Zhao Heng was organizing the clinical database for the anesthetic assistant. Gu Jia walked in from outside, carrying a silver metallic case.

Seeing Zhao Heng, Gu Jia placed the silver metallic case on the table and stood beside Zhao Heng, watching him work on the computer.

"You’re here?"

Zhao Heng noticed someone standing beside him, turned, and saw Gu Jia.

Today, Gu Jia still had the appearance of a city elite, exuding more confidence and an aura that she hadn’t possessed before.

It seemed that since becoming a sales manager at Sino, Gu Jia had undergone a significant transformation.

After Pfizer Company’s downfall, Sino had essentially become the dominant player, with Eastern Hospital’s business mostly managed by Gu Jia. Her annual salary now started in the millions.

Looking at Gu Jia in her business suit, with her gold-rimmed glasses and hair neatly tied back, she appeared efficient and capable, quite different from the young, proud, and vibrant Gu Jia Zhao Heng remembered from college.

"For an old classmate like you, I naturally had to bring you what you needed."

Gu Jia said with a smile.

She had become quite different since becoming a sales manager.

Gu Jia had gotten to where she was thanks to Zhao Heng. Without their old classmates’ connection, she might have already been dismissed for underperforming.

Although Gu Jia was beautiful, beauty alone couldn’t earn money in sales; it’s the performance that matters.

If one tries to directly use beauty to earn money, the cost is usually very high.

In the sales industry, Gu Jia had seen too many female salespeople making money directly with their looks.

Because she didn’t want to be like those women, Gu Jia had previously been close to failing to meet her sales targets and being let go.

"You’re doing quite well now."

Zhao Heng looked at Gu Jia and said to her.

Among their classmates, others were struggling as interns, earning a couple of thousand monthly, without bonuses or incentives, serving various hospitals as virtual workhorses.

In comparison, Zhao Heng and Gu Jia were doing exceptionally well.

"That’s thanks to you."

Gu Jia pushed her gold-rimmed glasses up and smiled.

"This batch of water-based molecular anesthetic gel just arrived a few days ago and hasn’t been used here yet. As for the cost, I’ve already negotiated with the company for some discounts."

Before Zhao Heng could ask, Gu Jia continued.