Supreme Pharmacist System - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Priceless Pain Relief Medication Formula

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The patter of rain could be heard in Zhou Wen’s ears when he opened his eyes again. 

He raised his head and looked out the window to find that it was indeed raining outside. The north wind of March slammed against the glass along with the rain and gave out loud splattering sounds. 

The weather was especially good for one to laze around in bed and sleep soundly. However, Zhou Wen found that he could not sleep at all. His mind was filled with thoughts of missions. 

He got up from the bed in high spirits, got dressed, and tidied up the bed before he grabbed his toiletries to wash up. 

When he was done with his personal hygiene, he took his phone, portable battery, headphones, umbrella, and other stuff to head to the cafeteria hastily. 

Next, he rushed to the library after he had breakfast. 

Actually, he wanted to read the book in his room. That way, there was no need for him to get up at all. What a waste that the system considered him disqualified if he were to do it in his room. The countdown timer would not tick at all with the prompt explaining that the mission could only be initiated at the appropriate location. 

In the end, he did almost the same thing as the day before. He watched some television series in the morning and some biology experiment videos in the afternoon. 

Later in the day, the prompt sound of an accomplished mission was heard in his ears at half-past seven in the evening. 

[Ding! Mission accomplished. Loading reward… Congratulations, you have received 200 Course XP, 100 Points]

[Would you like to open the loot box now? Yes/No]

[Yes]

The wooden treasure chest that Zhou Wen had already been very familiar with emerged before his eyes, as well as the levitating ancient-looking key. 

The twice disappointed Zhou Wen had already lowered his bar of expectation by now. He prayed in his heart silently. “Phone, watch, iPad, just give me anything that I can sell for money. I’m really not a picky person.”

“Alright, open up!”

The key poked into the treasure box and rotated to open up the chest slowly. Soon, a yellowed parchment emerged from the inside. 

This was followed by a dialogue box that popped into his view. 

[Congratulations, you receive Biotype Pain Relief Medication Formula X1]

“Why am I getting a medication formula?”

Zhou Wen felt a little dejected upon seeing the content of the dialogue box. He was really turning mad due to a lack of money now. However, he realized that the pain relief medication formula given by the system was definitely extraordinary soon afterward. It would certainly produce an instant effect upon consumption, and perhaps even have the effect of stopping bleeding and dissolving bruises!

He wanted to remove the formula and take a look at it but a dialogue box popped out before his eyes. 

[Spend 200 Points to learn the formula. Would you like to learn it immediately?]

[Yes.]

Zhou Wen immediately felt a portion of information was added to his mind upon his selection. He focused his attention to observe the information. 

“Pyracantha root, Salvia kiaometiensis, Hygrophila pogonocalyx… Acquire high-purity DNA using biological extraction… Add in natural bio-enzyme…”

Zhou Wen’s face was flushing after he read through the information in his mind meticulously. 

Judging from the formula’s information, the pain relief medication was truly produced from all-natural medicinal ingredients, and did not contain the slightest bit of chemicals in it. Moreover, one of the essential factors to be considered a biotype medication was that it would not result in any toxic side effects so it could be consumed on a long-term basis. 

A pain relief formula like this was simply priceless!

One should know that there were many health conditions that resulted from the consumption of anti-inflammatory analgesics in our ordinary lives such as pain from soft tissue contusions, hyperosteogeny, arthritis, toothache, menstruation cramps, back pain, and more.

If the Biotype pain relief medication was mass produced, it could be used to treat these conditions without any problems. 

“Impressive… impressive…” Zhou Wen rubbed his palms together in excitement. 

But once the excitement faded, Zhou Wen remembered a very real issue. It was that the formula could not be sold at all. 

Who could he sell it to?

How much should he sell it for?

Sell it to a local medical enterprise? He might as well forget about it. 

Sell it to a foreign medical enterprise? His conscience would never allow it.

On the other hand, there was the issue of pricing as well. If the medication effect could truly achieve the expected level, it would be too cheap for him to sell it for a billion American dollars

There were three ‘laws of tens’ in the pharmaceutical industry, which was ‘use in ten years’ time, spend ten billion dollars, less than ten percent in research probability’.

On the other hand, the newer medications available on the overseas market now took more than ten years to develop, and the research and development costs were far from ten billion dollars. 

Yet, the issue was that the ten billion dollars spent to develop the medication did not mean that a large-scale pharmaceutical company would willingly purchase the patented formula for ten billion dollars. 

This was because there was an excessive imbalance in both sides’ statuses. Zhou Wen was just a student that had yet to graduate from university, and did not come from a powerful family either. How could he negotiate with those large-scale pharmaceutical companies?

The most likely outcome was that the pharmaceutical companies would force him into giving away the medication formula for free through their great wealth and ties. 

If they are generous, they may compensate him a little for the emotional damages. 

There was a saying that ‘a man’s wealth is ruined by others’ greed’.

Before he could achieve a certain status in society, the act of showing others the medication formula was equal to a child showing off a bright, shiny gold brick along the streets. His action would be equal to him telling the world to come and seize it from him since he did not have the capability to resist them. 

…

Therefore, Zhou Wen dismissed the idea of selling the medication formula. 

He could not stoop so low to sell off the medication formula just because he needed money for the time being. He was not that foolish. 

As for the idea of producing it and selling it by himself, it was still impossible to do so within a short period of time. He would wait until the time was right later on before he could give it a clinical trial first. 

All of a sudden, his stomach began rumbling loudly in hunger. He calmed his agitated emotions before he packed up his stuff and left the library. 

There was no need for him to visit the cafeteria. He was sure that it was already closed. 

Hence, he ordered a plate of stir-fried noodles from a night market stall in the west entrance and finished the meal hastily before he got up in preparation to leave. 

Meanwhile, the father of the stir-fried noodle stall’s boss was packing up the remains of a meal at the next table. He was an old man with gray hair who suddenly dropped unconscious to the floor. 

“Oh no!” A few girls that were having a meal of stir-fried noodles screamed out in fear. 

The boss, who was making a dish, immediately turned off the stove and came running over. “Father, what’s going on?”

From the side, Zhou Wen turned on his Truevision subconsciously and looked over. 

[Name: Sun Chengye. Gender: Male. Age: 68. Occupation: Farmer. Physical state: ??? Mental state: ???]

Zhou Wen squinted his eyes and adjusted his vision to ‘electron microscope’ mode.

Soon, the ghastly pale face of Sun Chengye was fully displayed before him. 

His vision continued to zoom in past the coat and shirt on the outside and he saw a bottle of Isosorbide dinitrate pills in Sun Chengye’s pocket, which was commonly known as the medication to treat chest pains. 

Zhou Wen frowned ever so slightly. 

If a patient that consumed this medication fell unconscious and did not receive emergency treatment in time, the consequences would be extremely severe. 

Just as Zhou Wen was hesitating if he should go ahead and help out, he heard the system’s prompt sound in his ears. [Heal the wounded and rescue the dying man.]

Zhou Wen did not bother to continue to listen to the rest of it. Since the system had already made the selection on his behalf, what else was there for him to hesitate in helping? 

He walked to the stir-fried noodle stall’s boss that was holding Sun Chengye and asked, “I’m from the school of health sciences in the university. Does your father have a history of medical illness?”

While he spoke, he knelt down and placed his finger on Sun Chenye’s carotid artery. He realized that the man’s pulse could hardly be felt anymore. 

The stir-fried noodle stall’s boss that was already startled out of his wits stuttered, “My… my father has angina, he has just… just taken his angina medication.”

“He has already consumed it? How many did he take?”

“Two; that is according to the doctor’s instruction.”

“He took the pill according to the doctor’s instruction?” Zhou Wen frowned and raided the related information in his mind rapidly. 

If one were to consume the medication on time, the sudden collapse would not occur, unless… 

Zhou Wen remembered the information he learned from a pharmacology book. The Isosorbide dinitrate was quite different from the Quick-Acting Heart Reliever and Nitroglycerin. At times, it would cause obvious side effects such as headaches and hypotension upon consumption. 

Moreover, the functions of an aging man’s internal organs had surely deteriorated, and combined with poor neuromodulation function, weakened physique, and standing for a prolonged periods of time, this would exacerbate the side effects. 

“I believe that your father’s low blood pressure is causing oxygen deficiency to his brain, which resulted in his loss of consciousness. Let him lie down flat on the ground so that the blood flow to his brain can be maintained.”

Zhou Wen shouted to the crowd in the surroundings upon saying, “Please fall back; don’t surround this area.”

There were a large number of people in the night market at this time, and there were at least three layers of people surrounding them to watch the scene, with more people on the outside. Many people were filming the scene with their phones. 

“Stop recording, stop filming. Fall back now, quick.”

“Ouch ouch ouch, stop pushing, stop pushing.”

“There’s a patient in here. Back away, everyone…”

Zhou Wen, who was surrounded in the center, could not care about the oil stains and trash that covered the floor tiles. He joined the stir-fried noodle stall’s boss to kneel on the ground and placed his father, Sun Chengye, flat on the ground cautiously. 

Then, Zhou Wen loosened the button on his collar quickly and used his thumbs to massage the patient’s temples strenuously. 

About ten seconds later, Zhou Wen felt Sun Chengye’s carotid artery once again and found that there was no difference. He immediately delivered chest compressions based on the emergency resuscitation method he learned from the book. 

He delivered five or six strong chest compressions and opened up the patient’s airway. Zhou Wen pinched Sun Chengye’s lower jaw and delivered rescue breaths to him. 

He delivered two mouth-to-mouth breaths before he continued the chest compressions. 

By his third attempt, the barely breathing Sun Chengye coughed once and started breathing. 

Zhou Wen called out, “Bring me some water, quick.”

“Here, take this.” A hand extended from the crowd holding a newly-opened bottle of water. 

Zhou Wen lifted Sun Chengye’s head gently and fed him a sip of water. 

He watched as Sun Chengye’s throat moved and then he fed Sun Chengye another sip of water. 

Sun Chengye opened his eyes slowly and asked in confusion, “What… what happened to me?”

Loud applause was heard coming from the crowd watching the scene in the surroundings.