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Chapter 702: A Failed Conference

There was a lot of noise at the meeting, and everyone was whispering something.

Although Chen Xia was angry, she didn't want to break up with Marite.

He understood that to enter the largest market for organ transplantation in Europe and the United States, one must have a good relationship with the industry association.

So he suppressed his anger and asked with a smile:

"Professor Marit, the patent matter may have nothing to do with this analysis of the disease. Maybe you can talk to Novartis and Pumpkin Vine again later."

Cyclosporin patents are in the hands of Novartis, Switzerland, while other anti-rejection drugs are in the hands of Pumpkin Vine.

An old fox like Marit is obviously going to stand on the moral high ground while experts from all countries are here, take advantage of the power of the industry association and force Chen Xia to agree. How could he miss this good opportunity?

Don’t underestimate the shamelessness of these medical industry associations. In his previous life, Roche invented "oseltamivir" and was once forced to hand over the patent by the "International Society of Respiratory Diseases" (ISRD).

Marit was very surprised when he heard Chen Xia’s answer:

"Chan, as a doctor, don't you want to think of ways for patients who are suffering from the disease and need organ transplants to save their lives? Wouldn't it be good to let these two pharmaceutical companies transfer patents and let more people enjoy the advancement of medical technology?"

Chen Xia became angry as soon as he heard this. He was not a cunning person at all, and he couldn't help but breathe the table.

Suddenly sitting next to them, Wu Mengchao, who was also the representative of the Chinese doctor, raised his hand.

“I object to Professor Marit’s suggestion.”

The surgeons who came to attend Yuezhou Hospital and Margrit Hospital below also realized that the situation was wrong and wanted to rescue him, and immediately shouted on the stage:

"We also object!"

To be honest, if this teaching operation hadn’t been held in China, what would have been the turn of Wu Mengchao to sit on the rostrum?

So Marit looked down on Professor Wu in his heart, so he asked politely and contemptuously:

"Professor Wu, what is your reason for objection?"

Wu Mengchao is also from an army hospital and his personality is just a matter of saying something.

"Professor Marit, your proposal does not comply with international practice. If a pharmaceutical company creates a drug invented, you want to take it away at a very low price. This is unfair and will greatly affect the invention of new drugs by these pharmaceutical companies. European and American countries all pay attention to procedural justice, and your proposal is unjust."

Chen Xia looked at Lao Wu with surprise: "Hi, this old man is like pointing at Marit's nose and scolding. You are robbing money against justice."

President Li Zhibai also spoke:

"The industry association wants to consider more for patients, and wants to make the drug price cheaper and make it affordable for more patients. This is understandable, but this work is not only done by industry associations. I believe that those pharmaceutical companies are also willing to lower the drug price and benefit patients, and there is no problem."

Li Zhibai knows more insider information than Professor Wu, for example, he knows that Chen Xia is his big SS. Whose food is to eat, of course he has to speak for whom.

This is a matter of publicly taking sides.

Professor Marit was not in a hurry to hear someone publicly oppose his proposal, but instead smiled and clicked the audience:

"Don't worry, you guys, the key is to look at the meaning of the pharmaceutical company. Maybe they are willing to do it? After all, without the recognition of the International Organ Transplant Association, these drugs cannot be sold out, and they are also a pile of waste."

At this time, Christy Butz and Russell Clay, two doctors at the Mayo clinic, were confused and thought to himself that this old boy Marit was actually having fun in public?

They themselves are members of the association, and of course they understand the tricks. The two "technical mates" despise the clever and plundering behavior of this bad country fellow.

Russell Clay shook his head and said:

"This is not in line with the rules. The relationship between industry associations and pharmaceutical companies should be cooperative rather than confrontation. If everyone follows suit and causes fierce targeting from major pharmaceutical companies, it will be a major disaster in the medical community."

Dr. Christie Butz also said: "Mr. Marrit, you have to think carefully."

When Marit was also a little surprised when he heard that several people on the stage objected, he didn't care about it, but Christie and Russell were both members and directors of the Organ Transplant Association, and they actually opposed it?

Isn't you going to get on with the association?

For a time, the two factions who supported Marit and opposed the association's interference in patent transfer began to argue, while a group of college students were confused.

Is this the top international academic conference held? Who was just talking about "Fake by Lao Mother"?

At that moment, the tall image of the sacred international academic conference in the minds of this group of college students suddenly collapsed.

Off the stage, Ye Shirong, as a representative of the pharmaceutical company, looked at Chen Xia.

Chen Xia shook her head gently.

It’s better to be broken than to be completely broken. At worst, he won’t sell these drugs. Anyway, these are all drugs he reversely engineered and there is no cost in itself.

It will not have any impact if you don’t sell it. You will make tens of billions of dollars less, and you will not have less meat.

In fact, Chen Xia felt heartbroken, that was all money, the green and beautiful ones, and the money he picked was free.

But if he doesn't steam the buns and fight for breath, he must refuse.

There are so many drugs in his space hospital. If every time he takes out a new drug and the relevant medical association asks him to force the patent, how can he make money in the future?

Is Pumpkin Vines an ATM?

Now even Marit was hated by Chen Xia, wondering if he would take the opportunity to go to his base camp, Harvard Medical School, and have another "burning Harvard" to exhale?

Marit didn't care how noisy the scene was, he only focused on Chen Xia:

"Chan, you've been thinking about it for a month. Do you have an answer now?"

Chen Xia stopped laughing this time, and said with a stinking face: "I refuse."

"Have you considered the consequences clearly?"

Chen Xia stared into Marit's eyes and said firmly:

"I will make it public to the world that you are the president of the association for one day and we refuse to work with the organ transplant association for any projects."

Marit suddenly laughed,

"Chan, I appreciate your courage, so I'm very sorry. The new medicine you spent hundreds of millions or billions of dollars on research may be invalidated and will not be able to enter the mainstream market in the world."

The two of them touched their eyes in the air, and they scolded each other for "Idiots" in their hearts.

This time the analysis of the disease will end in a bad mood, and Marit left with a group of foreign doctors.

The relevant meetings held by Yuezhou Hospital in the past were all very happy every time, and only this time became a failed conference.

The person who left was actually very regretful. He finally had many anti-exclusion drugs. The dawn of the great development of organ transplant technology has emerged, but now he may die in the middle.

This is a huge regret for experts and doctors.

But the chairman left in anger. What can they do?

To seek profit and avoid harm, of course, follow the Chairman.

The follow-up depends on how they fight.
Chapter completed!
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