In the early years, the concept of a pharmaceutical factory was still vague. It was more of a product of small drug stores making money and expanding. It was small in scale and could be responsible for the supply of the city where it was located. It was far from having any radiating effects on the surrounding area. At that time, the metaphysical effects of "drugs" were not popular, and more raw materials were obtained from chemical plants for simple processing to optimize the taste.
Large pharmaceutical companies such as Pfizer and Bayer actually started with chemical processing when they were founded. It was not until the early 20th century that they really started to make pharmaceuticals.
With the current business model, Kawei needs to be tied to the same place where the drug is produced, so that it is easy to control and is conducive to sales. Naples is already very far away, let alone the United States, which is directly across the Atlantic Ocean.
Of course, Carvey has a God's perspective and knows very well that from the moment the Civil War ended, the United States was already on the take-off runway. If there were trustworthy friends on the other side of the ocean to help, he would be willing to build the factory there so that he could avoid the war once and for all.
As for myself, as long as I open a research institute that is experimental in nature, it will be enough to ensure my daily medication. The subsequent expanded production, licensing and other matters will be left to Laszlo after the patent is issued.
However, in the eyes of the two of them, the current "America" is just an ordinary country, and it has just experienced a civil war. Kawei's decision seems a bit crazy.
"Where did you say?"
"America, America."
"Why go there? It's been a mess these past few years, and it's too far away from Europe."
"What else should we do?"
Kawei has no choice. After all, building a factory requires money. If Laszlo doesn't agree, finding someone else will only make it more troublesome. There are so many pregnant women waiting to give birth, and time is not abundant:
"One of you said that you have to change places if you want to fight, and the other said to wait. But I am in Vienna, and I am in a hurry to have an operation and I don't have time to wait. If it really doesn't work, I will have to pack up and leave Europe, leaving only the rest that I can go to. There’s only America.”
The two looked at each other, silent.
"I remember Mr. Laszlo also has business in the United States, right?"
"Yes, yes, I followed Feng and took Kino with me to dig for gold and opened several mines. It was indeed a good place full of business opportunities." Laszlo said, "But they had just finished the war and there were too many uncertainties. Sex, I personally don’t recommend going right now.”
Chino quickly agreed, but he still set his sights on Italy: "I think Naples is better. It is a big port, it is far away from right and wrong, and the labor cost is cheap."
"Come on, it's better to go to Hungary than to go to Italy." Laszlo thought about it, always feeling that his Italian friend was seeking benefits for himself through the war, "I don't believe that the Germans can really penetrate Vienna, Franz. The soldiers here are not just for a living."
"I'm also thinking about Mr. Carvey..."
Kino doesn't want to miss this opportunity to make money, and Laszlo doesn't want Kavi to leave. In just half an hour after the ballet ended, the three of them went back and forth, and finally reached a consensus before the next opera started:
The pharmaceutical factory was first located in the suburbs east of Vienna and mainly consisted of two parts. One is an oxytocin preparation plant, and the other is a laboratory focusing on drug research and development.
If war really breaks out and threatens Vienna's security, all pharmaceutical factories will move to Naples. If even Naples is not safe, we can only go to the United States to develop together according to Kawei's wishes.
"Kino, we agreed that we will remit the money at the end of this month." Laszlo reminded him before getting on the carriage, "The work will start in a week, and I have to finish it before the end of May."
"Don't worry." Chino replied, "Investment is not a problem. The key is to recover the cost of building the factory before the war starts."
"If we start the war before May, we will definitely lose money. If we start the war before June, I can guarantee that we will get our money back. If we are lucky, we may even make a small profit. If the Germans delay taking action until the end of July or autumn, it will be a question of how many times the profit will be made." Laszlo already has a plan for drug sales in his mind. "Risks and benefits coexist. If possible, you will have to operate more in Prussia."
Kino understood.
He could not prevent the war, but there were ways to delay its initiation. But it depends on whether the sales of the drug are worth it, and there's also a certain amount of luck: "I'll do my best."
"Of course, according to the agreement with Dr. Kawei, we have the exclusive production and operation rights for one year. After one year, as long as others are willing, the drug can be authorized."
Chino still didn't understand why he did this: "Isn't it good to keep this kind of good business in your own hands? Why should you delegate it to others?"
Kawei will definitely not use the words "let people all over the world have access to affordable medicine" to stand on the moral high ground: "Sometimes if you have too many good things in your hand, people will be jealous. It is better to let go than to do this." . Besides, you can make money by licensing, and this year’s manufacturing experience and reputation are enough to beat other manufacturers.”
Chino only provided money for investment and did not know anything about pharmaceuticals and medical care. Even if the pharmaceutical factory closes down immediately after making money, he will not have any feelings and will only move to the next factory.
But since they have made concessions in terms of factory location and sales, Chino will be tougher in other aspects: "I hope Dr. Kawei will pay more attention to the cesarean section. I hope I can appreciate the effect of this miracle drug before I leave." .”
This matter was discussed for a long time, and neither Kavi nor Laszlo could convince him.
First of all, Chino really wanted to confirm the efficacy of oxytocin, because there were too many scammers, and even with Laszlo as a backer, it was difficult for Kawi to kill two birds with one stone. Secondly, it was because of his curiosity about Kawei's surgical skills that he asked the waiter in the theater to find the newspaper from the second day of the operation, hoping to get a better idea of the news reports.
Unfortunately, Varela was kicked out of the theater by Carvey that day, and the revised report had only a few strokes, which looked as casual as writing a subtitle for the headline. He was so angry that he tore up the newspaper on the spot, and while tearing it up, he scolded the newspaper reporter for wasting pen and ink and not doing business.
"This should be my last entertainment project in Vienna."
"I will try my best to do it."
"I live in room 3023 of the Sala Mensa Hotel on the Ring Road. You can find me by saying my name at the front desk."
"I will notify you as soon as the time is set."
"OK."
...
The three of them got into three carriages and said goodbye.
After Kino finished watching the ballet, he went to the dressing room to meet Beatrice. He finally settled his worries and now he should go back to the hotel to rest. Laszlo, however, did not have such a leisurely mood. Franz and Elizabeth had to be informed of the news just now. Judging from the direction of the carriage, it was heading towards the palace.
Kawei looked calm, but actually he was not relaxed either.
Except for the beginning of this meeting, during the rest of the time there were either disagreements or ways to resolve them. Fortunately, the ending is not bad, at least the problem of Kawei's medication can be temporarily solved in two months. Now he can only endure it for now and let Savarindo help.
This new obstetrics intern is practical and capable, but his personality is not suitable for being a doctor.
He is indecisive when it comes to things and is too easy to empathize with. Compared with working in the ward where discrimination is everywhere and you need to look at other people's eyes to act, he is more suitable to stay alone in the laboratory. Kawei's pharmaceutical factory focuses on experimental research and development, and will definitely need talents in this field in the future. He is a good candidate.
Kawei talked to him a few days ago, and Savarin seemed not to want to give up clinical work.
Kawei is not pushy. Scientific research is much more boring than clinical practice. It is difficult to persevere without some perseverance and pursuit. Then he went to Laszlo to discuss his salary issue. Based on the income of an obstetrician intern, he increased the salary given by the future pharmaceutical company by 50%, which finally gave Savarin a deeper pursuit of drug research. .
Recently, he has been working hard for the upcoming cesarean section and already has some experience in the production of oxytocin.
However, Savarin alone is definitely not enough. Other workers are also needed. Laszlo will find a way in this regard, and Kawei will also need to find some talents who like drug research.
Before that, he had to find women who were willing to go to the surgical theater to verify the efficacy of oxytocin. This was the most troublesome problem for Kawei.
The nature of the performance in the surgical theater made him uncomfortable, but fortunately the charitable nature of the General Hospital finally diluted some of his moral discomfort. Now that he was asked to find the mother and send her to the surgical theatre, Kawei could only regard it as a simple therapeutic act and not think too much about it.
Rather than the moral aspect, the mother herself is the key.
Cesarean section carries huge risks. No one is willing to go to the operating table unless it is absolutely necessary, and Kawei will not send women who can give birth naturally to the theater.
The people lying in our hospital are all mothers who are as young as ten days old and as long as one or two months old. Considering the maturity of the children after birth, Kawei will not move unless it is absolutely necessary. If you want to find them, you have to go to another hospital.
The first thing he thought of was St. Mary's Hospital where Massimov was located. It was once Vienna's obstetric center, and almost everyone in the church delivered babies. Regardless of whether the process is not standardized, the popularity rate of this technology alone already illustrates the problem.
However, after the obstetrics department of the Municipal General Hospital developed, the slightly backward delivery methods of St. Mary's Hospital gradually fell behind.
However, nuns must be more clean than doctors who call themselves gentlemen. Washing hands is a normal thing, so the postpartum mortality rate here must be lower than that of the Municipal General Hospital.
The willingness of pregnant women to stay here is very high, and there are generally only two reasons for them to refuse St. Mary's Hospital.
One is the shortage of beds. St. Mary's Hospital does not have a large campus like the Municipal General Hospital, and the number of beds is very limited. The second is cesarean section. Birth canal stenosis, placenta previa, and other conditions that may require surgery cannot be treated here.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, Kawei found Massimov, who had been fighting with him at the School of Surgery, and received this reply: "We have stopped accepting cesarean sections here for a long time."
Kawei was surprised: "Why?"
"Have I already said the reason in the surgical theater? I can't!" Massimov said very directly, without any hesitation, "So when is your next cesarean section, I must go Take a good look at the surgery theater to see if it’s a coincidence.”
"Teacher, you have had a teratoma removed, haven't you tried it again?"
"Of course I tried, but so what." Massimov took out the obstetrical anatomy atlas that he had already torn through, and said with a smile, "God is not willing to allow the operation to succeed, so success is naturally a small probability. incident, I still believe that destiny cannot be violated.”
Kawei originally wanted to come here to find a suitable mother, but he never thought that searching would end up sending an invitation: "If I'm lucky, I'll have a cesarean section within five days. If I'm not lucky, I'll have a cesarean section in ten days." There is one.”
"Now cesarean section has become the signature of your hospital." There was no jealousy in Massimov's eyes, but just advice, "It is a good thing for young people to be capable, but they still need to be steady when things happen. Sometimes they are too arrogant and can easily fall. .”
"I understand this."
"Where will your surgery be performed?" Massimov put on his reading glasses, found a piece of paper and asked for the address of the surgical theater, "Or the Riverside Theater?"
"Well, the theater opened next to the Riverside Theater, when the specific time comes..."
"No need, there are a few young doctors here who often go to the surgery. I will ask them when the time comes."
...
After leaving St. Mary's Hospital, the hand on Carvey's pocket watch had passed six o'clock. Most of the doctors were off work at this time, but he still wanted to try his luck in Graz.
Although Hills was full of hostility towards him, Kawei knew very well that he was a very hard-working doctor and that surgery needed a lot of practice, so he might not be able to leave at this time. And he had a different kind of feeling about cesarean section. If he asked him to be a helper, maybe it would not be as difficult as he thought.
The carriage walked all the way from St. Mary's Hospital for 20 minutes, and Kawei arrived at the gate of Graze Hospital.
It does not have the size of the Municipal General Hospital, nor does it have the church atmosphere of St. Mary's Hospital. It is closer to a hospital in the modern sense than the first two. The newly built courtyard building does not have too many meaningless artistic sculptures and tricks, and the overall impression is simple and unpretentious.
After asking the doorman, it turned out that Hills had indeed not left yet, and the surgical ward he was in was in the second ward.
Walking through a tree-lined path, Kawei quickly saw the ward sign. As he opened the door and was about to walk in, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears: "Stop him quickly!"
Kawei looked forward intently, and in front of him was a chase scene between two gentlemen. The person running in front had his shirt stained with blood and a lot of blood on his face. His running posture was also slightly awkward, as if he was injured.
The man behind him, Kawei, is much more familiar, that is Hills.
This strange scene is problematic at first sight. Whatever the reason, Kawei must trust his former colleagues more. But he was too thin, so he didn't press against the door. He just stepped aside slightly, and then he saw the right moment and stretched out his legs to trip him to the ground.
"Hurry up and call the guards and patrolmen!" Hills, who also had a lot of blood on his body, pressed on the man, "Let's see where else you can run to?"
"What happened?"
Hills' face was still splattered with blood, and his expression was very ugly: "He chopped our director!"
