No one expected that after Ding Ning’s first public class, the entire lecture theater would be in chaos.

A group of girls started a fight because of a quarrel, and then their escorts joined the fight. The first large-scale on-campus fight since the establishment of the medical school broke out.

Zhao Jingjing bit her lips tightly and got out of the melee. She looked a little sad. It seemed that the gap between her and him was getting wider and wider. It seemed that she had to work harder and had to catch up.

Ding Ning knew nothing about all this, so he entrusted the establishment of the branch to Principal Lu and others with a smile, and acted as a hands-off shopkeeper with ease.

However, he also generously contributed 200 million to solve the school's fund shortage problem and became the largest investor in the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Anesthesiology. Even if he no longer serves as the dean in the future, he will still be the largest director.

After receiving a call from Xu Minglu, Ding Ning embarrassedly declined the invitation to have lunch with the professors and hurried to the agreed place.

This is not the first time Ding Ning has come to Cai Die Xuan. The last time he accompanied Murong Yanran to a banquet, he also stabbed Wang Xianghua to death and spent thirty million on drinking alone.

The manager on duty recognized him as a wine master, his eyes narrowed when he smiled, and he personally came to guide him.

Xu Minglu was waiting for him at the door of Die Lianhua's box. As soon as they met, he smiled and joked: "Should I call you Professor Ding, or Dean Ding?"

The manager on duty, who was about to turn around and leave, shivered all over and turned to look at Ding Ning with a look of shock on his face. Professor? Dean? Are you kidding me? How old is he?

"Okay, Brother Xu, stop teasing me."

Ding Ning smiled and hugged Xu Minglu's shoulders and got to the point, "Brother Xu, why are you free to invite me to dinner today?"

"Brother has been promoted to dean and has also become a professor. Can you not congratulate me?"

When Xu Minglu saw that Ding Ning had not changed his attitude towards him because of his change in status, he immediately restored his previous title.

The manager on duty, who was listening with his ears propped up and slowing down, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. After he stood up awkwardly, his expression kept changing.

Oh my god, it's true. It's incredible that such a young professor is still a dean.

Ding Ning, who noticed this scene, gave a wry smile: "Brother Xu, who of us is following whom? Why are you so polite to me?"

Xu Minglu laughed: "Let's go in and talk later."

As soon as the box door opened, Ding Ning saw Mayor Du sitting on the sofa drinking tea and looking at him with a smile.

"Mayor Du, are you here too?"

Ding Ning asked in surprise. He thought Xu Minglu was congratulating him alone.

"It's rare for Minglu to treat a guest, so I can't come along to have a meal."

Mayor Du didn't show any airs, he stood up with a smile and joked.

"Haha, Mayor Du is too polite."

Ding Ning sneered, wondering what Mayor Du wanted to do with him.

"Mayor Du, didn't I tell you? Just call me uncle in private."

Mayor Du pretended to be angry and said.

"Well...it's better to obey orders than to be respectful, Uncle Du!"

Ding Ning changed his words somewhat uncomfortably.

"Hey, that's right. Come and sit down. You are the host and guest today and you must take the seat."

Mayor Du smiled happily and pulled Ding Ning to the main seat.

"No, no, Uncle Du, you are slapping me in the face."

Naturally, Ding Ning didn't know how to take the lead, and refused to take the main seat. After some rejections, Mayor Du took the first seat, with Xu Minglu and Ding Ning sitting on either side of him.

The food and drinks arrived quickly. Mayor Du had to work in the afternoon, so he offered tea instead of wine and gave Xu Minglu half a day off to drink with Ding Ning.

The three of them were chatting and laughing happily. After drinking for three rounds, Mayor Du looked serious and started to talk about the topic: "Xiao Ding, I have something to ask your opinion on."

"Uncle Du, tell me."

Ding Ning was also curious. He didn't know what Mayor Du wanted to see him for. He put down his chopsticks and acted like he was listening.

"It's about the patent issue of Mi Dou Oral Liquid."

Speaking of business, Mayor Du's expression became serious: "Can the formula and patent rights of Mi Dou Oral Liquid be sold to the state? The price is up to you? Of course, you have the right to refuse. I am just negotiating with you on behalf of the state.

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After saying that, he stared at Ding Ning closely, feeling extremely nervous. If the negotiation could be concluded, it would definitely be a huge political achievement for him, and he would have more guarantees when he joins the national ministries and commissions after the election change next year.

Although it is only a horizontal transfer, a Beijing official is closer to the center of power than a local official. With his political performance and qualifications, it will not be a problem for him to wait for another three to five years and gradually become a deputy national level.

Ding Ning had already considered this issue and did not let him wait too long. He said calmly: "I will not sell the patent rights to anyone, but I will license the production rights and sales rights to the country for free."

"Are you serious?" Mayor Du suddenly stood up and asked in surprise.

"Of course." Ding Ning replied affirmatively.

"Then what are your conditions?"

After the surprise, Mayor Du quickly calmed down and asked businesslikely.

After all, Mi Dou Oral Liquid was developed by Ding Ning, so it was impossible for him not to give up some benefits. In his opinion, even if Ding Ning didn't open his mouth like a lion, he would still put forward some harsh conditions.

When he thought about it, Ding Ning would probably propose to give him a commission based on the proportion of production and sales. This would be equivalent to him not having to do anything in his life. There would be countless drug manufacturers working for him while he was lying in bed. Every time he sold

He can make money from a portion of Mi Dou oral liquid.

Although such a condition is not excessive, and the country will definitely agree to this condition, it will always give people a feeling of being coerced and self-respecting, and I am afraid that it will lose impression points in front of the central bureau bosses. After all, a greedy person, no matter how capable,

He would also be disliked by others, which filled his heart with worry.

"The conditions are indeed there. Uncle Du should know that Mi Dou Oral Liquid is a new medicine that can replace all antibiotics. My conditions are..."

Ding Ning paused and said softly under Mayor Du's nervous eyes: "When Mi Dou Oral Liquid is sold domestically, its market price must be uniformly determined by the state. The profit is not allowed to exceed double the cost price, let alone its price."

It has become a tool for some pharmaceutical companies to make a fortune."

"That's all?"

Mayor Du was still waiting for the next sentence, but when he saw that he had closed his mouth and seemed to have finished speaking, he couldn't help but asked in surprise.

"That's all!"

Ding Ning nodded affirmatively. He knew what Mayor Du was thinking, but he would never do that. Although he needed money very much, there were many more important things that he needed to do compared with money.

Mayor Du took a deep look at him and finally understood why Ding Ning insisted on retaining the patent rights and only authorized the production and sales rights to the country. He wanted to allow the domestic people to use affordable medicines to resist the invasion of Western medicines.

If the patent rights are left in his hands, he will make use of the overseas agency rights to promote Mi Dou Oral Liquid all over the world, and in turn make money from the foreign devils.

As the owner of Mi Dou Oral Liquid, his request is understandable. I believe that the bosses of the Central Bureau will not only not object, but will praise him. After all, what he does is in line with the country's idea of ​​reviving traditional culture. The difference is nothing more.

It is a large amount of foreign exchange that the country could originally earn, but now it falls into his private pocket.

But similarly, huge profits also mean huge risks, and those pharmaceutical giants in Western countries are not good men and women.

Mayor Du opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him, but after thinking for a while, he didn't say anything.

Ding Ning is a very independent person. Since he dares to do this, he must have a reason. The medicine he worked so hard to develop is given to the country for free, and he has done his best to benevolent and righteous.

If he said anything more, it would be easy for Ding Ning to misunderstand that he was forcing him to submit in the name of national justice. This was not the outcome he wanted.

"Okay, I will report to the superiors as soon as possible. There should be no problem."

Mayor Du knows very well that the bosses of the Central Bureau will never have any objections to this happy situation. After all, affordable drugs are in the interest of the country.

As for the overseas market, to put it bluntly, as long as Ding Ning is still from China, even if he makes all the money in the world, the big guys will not have any objections and will applaud and celebrate and show their strong support.

Ding Ning looked at Mayor Du with clear eyes, took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to him: "Uncle Du, I have just developed an anti-rejection medicine, and I would like to trouble you to help me speed up some drug testing procedures."

"Anti-rejection medicine? What does it do?"

Mayor Du looked curiously at the resultant potion.

Ding Ning took a piece of vegetables and threw it into his mouth and explained: "After a patient undergoes an organ transplant, almost all patients will have varying degrees of rejection of the transplanted organ. The anti-rejection drug I developed can eliminate

This kind of rejection, so I call it an assimilation agent."

"What?" Mayor Du and Xu Minglu exclaimed at the same time, looking at Ding Ning in shock.

Mayor Du even started to tremble with his hands. He carefully put away the potion, fearing that it would accidentally break.

To give a simple example, with the advancement of medicine, there are no longer just one or two cases of successful heart transplant surgery.

But in fact, heart transplant patients will experience mild or severe rejection due to various reasons. Even in perfectly matched cases, it is inevitable. This has led to many seemingly successful heart transplant surgeries.

, in fact, the patient is not completely restored to health, and various sequelae may occur due to rejection.

Most of them will suffer from organ failure or other complications due to organ rejection in the few years after surgery, and have to undergo heart transplant surgery again to extend their lives. Some serious cases may even lead to direct death.

How to solve the rejection phenomenon after organ transplant surgery has become a major problem in the medical community. If anabolic drugs can really solve this thorny problem, you can imagine the sensation it will cause.

Although they do not understand medical skills, they also know the weight of this small bottle of medicine. If, as Ding Ning said, this bottle of assimilation medicine can overcome the rejection of transplanted organs, it means that he has solved another world-wide medical problem.

, the next Nobel Prize will belong to him.

Winner of the Nobel Prize for two consecutive years, what is this concept? If the central bureau bosses knew about the advent of this bottle of assimilation potion, I am afraid that as long as Ding Ning does not put forward conditions that exceed the country's tolerance bottom line, they will agree to it.

What kind of person is Mayor Du? He quickly understood Ding Ning's intention in a few flashes of his mind and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

This guy was afraid that the bosses of the Central Bureau would be displeased by his previous reservation of overseas agency rights, so he took out the assimilation potion at this time. I was afraid that asking him to help with the drug test was fake, and he could show his true identity to the bosses of the Central Bureau through him.

Value is the real thing.
Chapter completed!