Chapter 1315
The Island Medical Association leaves, Li Aiguo attends the meeting, new theories, doub
Editor-in-Chief Richard returned to the organizing committee and convened an internal meeting.
When he put forward the Easterners' proposal, it immediately caused a huge uproar.
The Medical Association was established after World War II to rebuild international medical organizations and replace the International Medical Association, which had been suspended before the war.
The island has been participating since the very first edition.
It seems inappropriate to rashly revoke their qualification now.
The meeting room immediately erupted in a flurry of discussion and buzzing.
Many people felt that Li Aiguo's demands were too harsh, and even somewhat inhumane.
Upon hearing the commotion below, Editor-in-Chief Richard slammed his hand on the table.
After things quieted down, he said seriously, "Gentlemen, before we discuss Li Aiguo's proposal, I would like you to recall what happened to our Gallic family during World War II."
"Back then, according to the Armistice Agreement of Compiègne, we were also forcibly divided into two parts."
How did we feel when that old scoundrel Pétain became San Dezi's puppet?!
Upon hearing this, the room fell into a deathly silence.
Many of the older committee members' expressions changed slightly, as if they were recalling that humiliating period.
Editor-in-Chief Richard looked around and, seeing that the emotional buildup was sufficient, then unleashed his real trump card.
"Of course, history is history, and we are talking about medicine now."
What was the main issue discussed at this conference? Cephalosporins!
This is a new type of drug that can change the history of human medicine!
If the drug developers don't participate, there are no samples, and no clinical data, what's the point of having this meeting?
Shall we all sit together, have coffee, and chat?!
If the previous "personal feelings" were merely supplementary, then Editor-in-Chief Richard's last sentence was the absolute finishing blow.
The members of the organizing committee were well aware that many of the top medical experts and professors attending the conference were there specifically for cephalosporins.
After a brief silence, the wind direction changed instantly.
"Ahem... After careful consideration, I agree with Richard's proposal."
“That’s right. Now that the Chinese Medical Association has decided to participate, it’s really inappropriate for the island to participate as well.”
"But what if the island's medical association has objections?"
"Opinions?" Editor-in-Chief Richard sneered and retorted without any politeness.
"What have they accomplished over the years? Nothing! Have they offered any constructive suggestions at each meeting? No!"
Medical associations like this, which only know how to freeload, are not qualified to participate in the conference at all!
"That's right! That's decided!"
I second that!
I second that!
at the same time.
The delegation from the Kojima Medical Association had already arrived in Paris with great enthusiasm.
The president leading the group was beaming, looking at the bustling streets of Paris in high spirits.
After all, these days there aren't many opportunities for business trips paid for by the company, so I have to make the most of the romantic atmosphere of France.
However, they had just settled into the luxury hotel and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy themselves on the Champs-Élysées when the phone rang in the chairman's room.
Upon receiving the notification, the president was completely stunned.
“Mr. Richard, isn’t this inappropriate? We’re veterans who’ve been participating since the very first session, we…”
Richard's cold, official voice came from the other end of the phone: "This is a notification, not a discussion."
Of course, given that your participation has been officially cancelled, your special visa has also become invalid.
You have two days to leave, or you will face the consequences.
"Snapped!"
The other end of the line hung up without hesitation, leaving only a busy tone.
The president stood there dumbfounded, holding the microphone, not coming to his senses for a long time.
Seeing this, a professor nearby leaned over cautiously and asked, "President, what happened? Has the time for the banquet been set?"
The president swallowed hard, looking at him with tears welling up in his eyes: "We...we seem to have been expelled!"
"what?!"
"..."
The room was silent. The representatives looked at each other, bewildered.
Before long, the news reached the island.
Inside that heavily guarded luxury villa, a familiar, furious string of curses echoed once more.
"Damn it! This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"
Li Aiguo learned of this news two days later.
Inside the studio.
Just as Chief Engineer Qi had solved the problem of the wing's side panels, he saw Li Aiguo place a large stack of blueprints in front of him.
"Old Qi, I'll also trouble you with the improvements to these parts."
Old Qi looked at Li Aiguo with some confusion: "Aiguo, where are you going?"
Li Aiguo thought for a moment and replied, "I'm going to Paris soon, but it won't be long, I should be back in about half a month."
"Paris?"
Old Qi was taken aback, even more puzzled: "What are you doing at the French's house?"
"Meeting!"
Late October, Paris Airport.
A bright silver plane slowly landed on the runway.
Shortly afterward, several people with Asian features descended the spiral staircase, weaved through the crowds, and headed out of the airport.
This was the first time in Li Aiguo's two lifetimes that he had set foot on Parisian soil.
The most immediate impression of this place, besides its rich artistic atmosphere, is its romance.
Here we are, just out of the terminal.
Not far away, a young couple who had been separated for a long time were so engrossed in their embrace that they didn't even bother to take their luggage. They kissed passionately in public, oblivious to everyone around them.
Upon seeing this, Li Aiguo merely raised an eyebrow, his expression remaining unchanged.
After all, what great storms haven't they seen in later generations?
But Professor Wang Chenglai, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand it.
Comrade Wang, a traditional old scholar, blushed immediately and couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
"This is indecent! Absolutely indecent! In broad daylight, what kind of behavior is this..."
As the team leader, Chairman Fu reminded Wang Chenglai: "Old Wang, this is abroad, and the customs are different from ours. Be mindful of your expressions and don't overreact."
"Yes, yes, yes," Wang Chenglai replied, glancing at Li Aiguo as he spoke.
Li Aiguo is the youngest member of the team, yet he seems completely oblivious; his composure is truly remarkable.
If Li Aiguo knew what Wang Chenglai was thinking at that moment, he would probably burst out laughing on the spot.
Just kidding, those 500TB of study materials on my hard drive were free.
"Watch out, walk behind me." As soon as they exited the airport, Lao Mao strode forward and blocked Li Aiguo's path.
Old Cat's mission on this trip is to act as a bodyguard.
In accordance with the highest standards of the International Medical Association Congress, the delegates were all accommodated at the Peninsula Hotel in Paris.
This is not only the location of the Medical Association's permanent headquarters, but the grand banquet hall below the hotel is also the exclusive venue for each conference.
When Li Aiguo and his entourage arrived at the hotel entrance by car.
Academician Clyde, the lifelong secretary of the French Academy of Medical Sciences, had been waiting on the steps for some time with several staff members.
Upon seeing several people with Asian faces step off the car, Academician Clyde's gaze instantly swept over the crowd and landed on the youngest member of the group.
"Welcome, Professor Li Aiguo!"
That's right, Li Aiguo's current title is professor.
After deciding to attend this conference, the Chinese Medical Association made special arrangements and directly assigned Li Aiguo the title of "Honorary Professor" of a medical college in Beijing.
Although it was a temporary arrangement, it had all the proper procedures.
Li Aiguo smiled and extended his hand to shake hands with Academician Clyde, replying in fluent English, "Academician Clyde, you are too kind. I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."
"How could that be? It is our honor to welcome you."
Academician Clyde laughed heartily, then turned to the side and introduced several scholars beside him.
Those individuals were scholars from the John Bull family's Academy of Medical Sciences.
Under the introduction of Academician Clyde, Li Aiguo shook hands and greeted them one by one, and then introduced Chairman Fu and a group of professors and scholars.
After a brief chat, the two arrived at their lodgings under the guidance of Academician Clyde.
Standing at the door, Academician Clyde said, "Professor Li, if you have any needs regarding your daily life or conference preparations, please feel free to let the hotel know. They will convey your requests to us as soon as possible. We will do our best to meet your needs."
Li Aiguo: "You're too kind."
"This is not just politeness; it's the respect that should be shown to those who develop a new drug."
Academician Clyde smiled and said, "To be honest, I was surprised when I saw you. I thought Bisha was young enough, but I didn't expect another young medical scientist to break this record."
François Xavier Bichat was a famous anatomist and physiologist in the history of the Gallic people.
He rose to fame at a young age and is hailed as the father of modern histology, remaining a source of pride for the French medical community.
Li Aiguo smiled and said modestly, "Medicine is an ancient yet vibrant discipline."
It will become older and older over time.
However, the people who study it will be younger with each generation.
Perhaps in the near future, a younger genius than me will break this so-called record.
A hint of admiration flashed in Academician Clyde's eyes, and he laughed heartily, "Professor Li, you are too modest. Breaking your record will be quite difficult!"
The two chatted briefly, and Academician Clyde did not disturb them further.
After handing over the specific schedule of the conference to Chairman Fu, I took my leave.
Li Aiguo placed his suitcase next to the bedside table, having no intention of wandering around.
Instead, he took a box out of the box.
It contained the newly developed cephalosporin.
If this is handled properly, it will save a lot of trouble in promoting cephalosporins in the future.
The following morning.
The Peninsula Hotel in Paris is a gathering place for medical experts and professors from all over the world, who have come together for the convening of a medical association congress.
Although the official opening ceremony of the conference is scheduled for tomorrow, the parking lot outside the hotel is already packed with people.
There is no other reason.
A conference on cephalosporins will be held in the Grand Ballroom, with Professor Li Aiguo from the Chinese Medical College giving the presentation.
For many, this report meeting is even more important than tomorrow's opening ceremony.
This involves more than just the dispute between the five major pharmaceutical companies and Hextech.
It also marks the beginning of a new era.
Although the conference organizers provided accommodation for the invited top scholars, the number of rooms was limited.
The vast majority of attendees who came from afar paid for their own participation, and they were scattered in various hotels in the vicinity.
Among these people were university professors or researchers from research institutes, university students accompanying professors to conferences, and doctors from hospitals.
For these young people aspiring to a career in the medical field, attending such a top-level event, even just listening to the wind in the corridor, is an experience that can benefit them for a lifetime.
At 6:30 a.m., a luxurious Huaxing tour bus stopped in front of the hotel.
Led by a professor with an Asian appearance, several young Chinese students got off the bus and gathered at the hotel entrance.
These students came from Cambridge University and were all elites in the medical field.
The professor leading the team was Professor Wang Yinglai from the Cambridge Institute of Medicine.
Professor Wang Yinglai is not a member of the Royal College of Medicine and could not attend in an official capacity. Fortunately, the Chinese Medical Association sent him an invitation to be a guest.
That's how I managed to catch this world-renowned science and technology conference, and I brought these students along as well.
After all, it's one of our own people giving a report on the international stage, and that sense of pride is something that no news report can replace.
Whether or not there's a chance to bring them into the auditorium, for them, waiting outside the auditorium is more interesting than watching news reports.
Looking at the crowds coming and going at the hotel entrance, a young man wearing glasses looked at Professor Wang Yinglai.
"Professor, have you read Professor Li's paper?"
Professor Wang Yinglai nodded: "I have seen it, but my research focuses on internal medicine and biochemistry. I don't have a thorough understanding of the pharmaceutical field, especially the extraction of this new type of fungus."
Another boy then asked, "Do you think he can succeed?"
"It's hard to say," Professor Wang Yinglai shook his head. "There is no consensus in the international medical community regarding cephalosporins. After all, it is a completely new drug, and... quite a few so-called 'experts' have already publicly voiced their opposition in the newspapers."
The boy said angrily, "It must be the work of the five major pharmaceutical companies. Everyone knows that."
Professor Wang Yinglai nodded: "The medical field is not an ivory tower, and it's not black and white. Do you remember Professor Li Minqiu?"
"I remember. A few years ago, Professor Li Minqiu discovered a method for treating advanced metastatic choriocarcinoma with methotrexate, but because it touched the interests of certain forces, he was expelled from Xiaomei's association..."
The faces of the Chinese students all darkened.
"Professor Li is facing far more pressure now than Li Minqiu was back then." Wang Yinglai was comforting his students when he suddenly heard a familiar and cheerful voice from the side.
"Brother Wang, how have you been?"
Following the sound, Professor Wang Yinglai's eyes lit up when he saw the person, and he smiled and reached out his hand.
"Zhang Lianlian, it's been a long time."
Upon seeing the young man behind Zhang Lianlian, the bespectacled man recognized him at a glance and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.
"Comrade Li Aiguo!"
Upon hearing this voice, several students nearby cast surprised glances at the person.
Li Aiguo never expected to meet so many Chinese students here.
Actually, thinking about it makes me feel better.
Families here place great importance on education. Before the rise of the computer industry, being a doctor was the best profession.
"Why don't you go in?" Li Aiguo smiled amicably at his enthusiastic compatriots, then looked at Professor Wang Yinglai.
"I only have one pass," Professor Wang Yinglai said with a wry smile, pointing to the students.
Upon hearing this, Li Aiguo turned to look at the hotel staff member accompanying him.
"According to the conference rules, as a guest speaker, I should be eligible to bring family members or accompanying persons into the venue, right?"
The staff member was taken aback; the thick conference handbook was just for show.
Clearly, no one expected that the young professor would actually read it, and read it so carefully.
"Yes, Professor Li, you do have that authority."
"Well."
Li Aiguo pointed to Liu Pan and the others, smiled slightly, and said, "These students are my 'family members.' Please help them get temporary passes."
The suggestion was reasonable, and the staff member nodded, turned around and went to the office. A moment later, he returned with the pass.
"Thank you, Comrade Li Aiguo, thank you so much!"
The Chinese students were so excited, they almost jumped for joy, holding their passes.
It wasn't that I was happy to be able to enter the auditorium, but rather the word "family member" on my pass.
"My name is Liu Pan. Professor Li, you are my idol." The bespectacled man spoke fluent Mandarin. "You flatter me. Let's all strive for improvement together."
Looking at Li Aiguo's humble expression, Professor Wang Yinglai didn't know what to say, while Zhang Lianlian was used to it.
"I don't deserve such praise. Let's all make progress together," Li Aiguo said modestly, waving his hand.
The group walked towards the venue, and the young people had a lot to talk about.
Along the way, we talked about the upcoming report and the highlight of tomorrow's opening ceremony—the Montión Medical Prize.
This is the oldest and most prestigious medical award in the O.S. family, often referred to as the "O.S. family's Nobel Prize."
"Is there any chance that Comrade Li Aiguo will win the award?" Liu Pan asked.
Professor Wang Yinglai shook his head: "There are too many top talents this time, making it extremely difficult."
One is the most famous virologist in France, and the other is a leading figure in chemotherapy in the United States with an NCI background.
Both are leading figures in the medical field.
Even if Li Aiguo's cephalosporin proves to be truly effective, it will be difficult for it to compete with these two.
Besides these two, the other competitors are equally formidable.
If there's anyone to blame, it's that there are too few world-renowned medical awards, and the Nobel Prize is often won by people working in biology.
Eight o'clock.
The venue was packed with people, and even the aisles on both sides of the seats were becoming crowded.
Although there was still an hour before the report meeting officially started, the venue was already packed.
The first presentation was by Professor Montagnier on the technique of culturing cancer cells using agar-agar.
Next came Professor Holland's report on the VAMP program.
These two reports represent the pinnacle of current medical advancements in cancer treatment, and were met with enthusiastic applause.
However, everyone knows that these are just "appetizers".
"Now, please welcome Professor Li Aiguo from the Chinese Medical Association!"
As the host finished speaking, the applause in the hall paused slightly, then erupted into a complex wave of sound, tinged with scrutiny and curiosity.
The front row of the venue.
Professor Morris of the Little Beauty Family Medical Association looked at the figure on the stage, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
In order to deal with Li Aiguo this time, he specifically contacted the small-scale medical association and the big-scale medical association.
There are more than a dozen well-known professors and scholars waiting below.
If this guy shows even the slightest weakness, these professors and scholars will tear him to shreds.
"How is it?" The representative from Bayer Pharmaceuticals looked at the person on the stage, then at Professor Morris.
"Do not worry."
The representative raised an eyebrow: "That confident?"
"Want to make a bet?"
After staring at Professor Morris for a while, the representative ultimately did not respond to the question and instead looked at the stage.
Because the bet is meaningless now; if this Easterner succeeds, both he and Professor Morris will fall from grace.
He knew all too well the methods of those big capitalists.
Losers don't deserve a seat.
Li Aiguo originally thought he was used to such grand occasions.
Unexpectedly, when he stood there, he still couldn't control the surging emotions in his heart.
Standing on the podium, Li Aiguo took a deep breath and calmed down.
Raise your wrist to check your watch.
"It's about to begin."
There was no need for anyone to maintain discipline; the moment the hour struck, the previously noisy and chaotic venue instantly became completely silent.
Amidst the watchful eyes of the staff, the blackboard for the presentation was brought out.
Preliminary Study on the Antibacterial Properties of a Novel Cephalosporin Isolated Strain and its Application Prospects in Clinical Infection Treatment
Responding to the gazes of the audience, Li Aiguo slowly began his opening remarks for the report.
Why has penicillin, which once miraculously cured critically ill patients on the verge of death, become ineffective against an increasing number of clinically pathogenic bacteria in just a few years?
Why are we still stuck in a predicament when faced with penicillinase-producing resistant strains?
"In the billions of years of survival struggle between humans and pathogens, can we find new antibacterial substances that can overcome drug resistance barriers and regain the initiative in fighting infection?"
"Now, it's time to answer that question."
After a brief opening speech, Li Aiguo turned and walked towards the blackboard.
The report meeting then got down to business.
Li Aiguo quickly outlined the logic of his report and summarized the core findings of his research in one minute.
He quickly outlined the logic of his report and summarized the core findings of his research in just one minute.
The room fell silent. Everyone stared intently at the images of the bacterial strains, molecular structures, and experimental data on the blackboard, afraid of missing a single detail.
"I selected the wastewater from the sewage outlet of the Beijing Machinery Factory through targeted screening."
From nearly a thousand fungal isolates, a novel wild-type strain of *Atopiculatus*, numbered CA-01, was finally identified.
Its secondary metabolites are exactly the answer we're looking for.
Li Aiguo calmly and steadily explained the standardized process of strain isolation, identification, and fermentation optimization.
Then replace it with the next blackboard.
The image above is a three-dimensional structural simulation of β-lactam compounds, which leads to the most groundbreaking discovery in the entire report.
"Through multi-stage separation and purification, we isolated a new group of β-lactam antibacterial substances from the secondary metabolites of the fermentation broth of this strain, which we formally named cephalosporins."
There's nothing particularly noteworthy about the preceding parts.
After all, the discovery of many drugs is accidental, even penicillin.
The key step is the subsequent β-lactam ring fusion with the hydrogenated thiazine ring.
It is precisely because of this structural difference that it possesses extremely strong stability against the penicillinase of Staphylococcus aureus, the most common bacteria in clinical practice.
Then, Li Aiguo focused on describing plasmid R factors and plasmid-mediated horizontal transfer of drug resistance genes.
And this is precisely the key to opening the door to entirely new anti-infective treatments!
Below the stage, Professor Wang's expression was solemn, and the tip of his pen lightly tapped on his notebook.
After a while, he asked Zhang Lianlian in a low voice that the two of them could hear.
Did you understand?
Zhang Lianlian shook his head: "Although I participated in the purification of cephalosporins, what Professor Li is talking about now involves deep biomolecular science and pharmacokinetics."
Not to mention the root cause of drug resistance.
If you're finding it difficult, then I'm probably struggling too.
Although they are top scholars, they focus most of their energy on traditional pharmacology and clinical practice.
After all, not everyone can be a genius like Li Aiguo.
He was able to make achievements in various fields, researching steam trains, medicine, and even finding time to research large aircraft.
There are indeed polymaths in the medical field.
But they are even rarer than pandas.
Looking at the theoretical knowledge displayed on the screen, Professor Wang couldn't help but exclaim, "It's simply unbelievable!"
At this moment, Professor Morris's face grew increasingly dark, because he realized that he seemed unable to understand what he was saying.
Professor Morris turned to look at a small notebook.
This person's name is Sato. He is a medical expert at Tokyo Medical College and a representative of the Kotomi family's medical association.
I attended the conference and served as a gunner.
"How is it, Professor Sato?"
“I…I don’t understand either…” Sato shook his head, his eyes filled with shock.
His intuition as a medical expert told him that Li Aiguo's presentation was logically sound and based on detailed data, with no loopholes whatsoever.
Has the medical level in the East developed to this extent in just a few years?
On stage, the report meeting continued.
Li Aiguo's speech became faster and faster, and his train of thought became more and more fluent.
The plasmid R factor is like a heavy hammer, blasting a gap in the wall of drug resistance.
At the very front of the room, Professor Fu smiled; he had already foreseen the final result.
Professor Richard, who was not far away, muttered to himself, "I see," with excitement shining in his eyes.
His keen intuition told him that the significance of this report meeting had far exceeded the organizing committee's initial expectations.
Drug resistance is a major problem hindering antibiotic development.
This report will directly influence the direction of antibiotic drug research for decades to come.
Li Aiguo on the stage was completely absorbed in his own world.
When the last complex ring structure is drawn on the blackboard, the final answer is already obvious.
"In conclusion, bacterial resistance is not an insurmountable barrier."
As long as we pinpoint the weaknesses in drug resistance, we can regain the initiative, just as we've hoped!
The voice was loud and clear.
The tone was firm.
It was imposing.
Almost the instant the words fell to the ground.
The audience members immediately stood up from their seats.
Thunderous applause erupted instantly, filling the spacious yet crowded lecture hall and lasting for a long time…
"Holy crap, awesome!"
With his hands red from clapping, Liu Pan, who had received both traditional Chinese and British gentlemanly education since childhood, couldn't help but utter a curse.
Although the person standing on the stage was not him, and he had only just met him.
But he couldn't contain his excitement and cheered for this moment from the bottom of his heart.
The problem of drug resistance, which has plagued the medical community for many years, may soon be solved by a medical scientist from the University of Tokyo.
This is not just a miracle of his alone.
It is a miracle for the entire medical community at Tokyo University.
I believe that after today, even people who have nothing to do with medicine will see his name in the newspapers.
Richard, the editor-in-chief sitting next to him, was overwhelmed with shock and had no other thoughts.
Fu took off his glasses and wiped the slightly damp lenses. He saw his own expression reflected in the lenses.
That was excitement.
I originally thought it was just a cephalosporin presentation.
I never expected this kid to come up with a new theory about drug resistance.
Regardless of whether this theory is ultimately proven, it has opened a new door.
This kid is something else.
Editor-in-Chief Richard couldn't help but stand up and applaud vigorously.
Then came the other members of the organizing committee.
Medical experts from the Chinese Medical Association.
The medical experts from the French.
The Bull family.
In the end, only Xiaomei's family and Xiaobenzi's family were left.
Professor Morris hesitated for a moment, then sighed and slowly stood up.
Seeing this, Sato could only grit his teeth and stand up as well.
Looking at the young man on the stage, drowned out by applause, he was filled with envy. How he wished that he was the one standing there receiving global attention.
On the other side, on the stage.
Thunderous applause echoed in his ears. Looking at the audience standing up and applauding, Li Aiguo was momentarily lost in thought.
It took him about four or five seconds to recover from his brief daze.
The audience members who had stood up gradually returned to their seats.
Li Aiguo's report was not over yet; the next part was the key to the report.
Although Li Aiguo's theory of drug resistance is compelling, many questions remain.
During the Q&A session, he answered all the questions raised by his colleagues.
As for whether he can answer all the questions, Li Aiguo doesn't care, since this new theory still needs time to prove itself.
Seeing that all the questioners had sat down, Editor-in-Chief Richard stood up: "Let us congratulate Professor Li Aiguo."
Before he could finish speaking, Professor Sato stood up: "Excuse me, I have another question."
Editor-in-Chief Richard frowned, glanced at Sato, then at Professor Morris, and vaguely understood what was going on.
However, he couldn't stop them, since asking questions was the right of every participant.
Li Aiguo knew at a glance that Sato was a small notebook.
He may appear refined and cultured, but the sinister glint in his eyes is impossible to hide.
"Please."
After introducing himself, Professor Sato said, "Professor Li, we will not discuss your theory of drug resistance for now because it lacks sufficient data support."
My focus is still on cephalosporins.
How can you be sure that this so-called cephalosporin is really effective against those highly drug-resistant bacteria?
Li Aiguo smiled and took out a medicine bottle from his pocket: "Because we have already produced an experimental cephalosporin sample."
These words immediately caused an uproar at the scene.
It is important to know that it takes at least six months from the discovery of a drug to the production of a sample.
How long has it been?
Professor Sato hadn't expected this either, and his expression changed abruptly, but he didn't panic.
Because we still have a trump card.
"Even if you have a sample, how can you be sure it's effective in humans?"
It is difficult to quickly determine in clinical practice whether a patient has been infected with drug-resistant bacteria.
Do you think you can get away with this using some kind of uncertain drug?
At this point, Sato revealed a smug, cold smile.
Li Aiguo looked at him as if he were an idiot and asked in return, "Professor Sato, have you ever heard of... randomized, double-blind, controlled drug validation trials?"
After the infamous thalidomide incident in 1962, health agencies began to pay attention to drug review, but only in terms of safety.
In this era, although the medical community already had the concepts of control and randomization, no one had ever systematically combined them.
It was only used as a reference standard, and each time it was published in the newspaper, it was more like an advertisement.
Not only are the standards chaotic, but they are also easy to manipulate, and the public doesn't trust these tests.
"What is this guy trying to do? Can he really determine the drug's effectiveness just by testing it?" Sato was still deep in thought.
Professor Morris's expression changed abruptly, and he stood up.
At this moment, Li Aiguo looked at the medical experts below the stage and said, word by word, "I propose that randomized, double-blind, controlled drug validation trials be used as the approval standard for all drugs."
(End of this chapter)