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Tang Qing was not afraid of being deciphered by anyone.
Just like fruit wine.
Produced by the system.
Currently, it could only be extracted in the Training Area.
Artificial preparation in laboratories was temporarily impossible; even if they took it, they could only marvel at its potent effects while the scientists had "crafted" a simple origin for it.
---Plant Extract.
As simple as a single sentence.
Everything else.
Was company confidential.
No comment.
After all, for patients, as long as the effect was good, that was all that mattered.
The ones who truly cared about the origins of these things were the pharmaceutical companies, as it could put them on the brink of bankruptcy, and it made the global pharmaceutical companies feel as if the sky had suddenly darkened.
Fortunately.
The process for a drug going public was too complicated.
At least one to two years.
Or even three to five years.
On their turf.
They could influence a lot of things.
They had plenty of time to come up with a plan.
As for those patients who might go to Myanmar for treatment during the approval period, they could only first be abandoned; after all, they couldn’t be cured, so it was better to watch and see. If cooperation was possible, even better.
...
"Cancer is no longer incurable!"
---On July 28, 2007, Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group announced the release of the cancer treatment drug ’Transcription Fluid,’ which is reported to have a hundred percent cure rate and has passed Myanmar’s Medicines market approval...
"Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group: The Next Johnson & Johnson"
---This company holds the drugs that treat cancer, thus holding the solution to extend the lives of tens of millions of people around the globe, making it a tag of a century in the 21st century...
"A New Global Health Landscape."
---As incurable diseases become remote to us, will we cherish our bodies less while acquiring longevity and health and indulge more in lifestyles previously deemed ’unhealthy?’
"AIDS, a new solution."
---’Transcription Fluid’ is still unable to cure this century’s epidemic, but it can effectively suppress the virus’s destruction on the body. It is reported that as long as one persists with the treatment, they can return to normal life, reduce infectiousness, and potentially become non-infectious.
...
When the content of the press conference was broadcast by media around the world,
The world was shocked.
What followed,
Was ecstasy.
It meant that people could live longer; nobody wanted to die, especially patients with terminal illnesses who actually cherished time and life even more. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, they would not give up.
Especially patients with not much time left.
Seeing the news,
They directly had their families book plane tickets to Myanmar.
TV said that foreign patients could be accepted; the treatment fee was definitely more expensive than for the locals in Myanmar, but it wouldn’t be extortionate. As long as it wasn’t too outrageous, it couldn’t hinder their will to survive.
Money.
Could be earned,
Life.
Once gone, was gone.
In a moment.
...
In Xin’an City,
Yu Tao watched the lengthy news report on TV, dumbfounded.
This place.
Really was just like Huaxia.
Good at creating miracles.
A miraculous company.
Miraculous medicines.
"Boss, is this true?"
Beside him, an employee wiping the table asked in surprise.
"What do you think, with Myanmar Bank Group’s subsidiary industry involved, are there any jokes?" Yu Tao smiled faintly, having dealt with Myanmar Bank Group and its subsidiaries for so long.
His biggest impression was their meticulousness.
From top to bottom.
Everything was done with great precision.
Even the wave of meticulousness prevailed in the Myanmar Economic Zone.
The man said with joy, "That’s great, my second uncle has late-stage lung cancer, and now he has hope. I’ll call him immediately and tell him to come over. Before, no one in our village had ever heard of cancer, and now I know of at least a dozen cases."
"Better have him book a ticket right away, and also, make an appointment on the official website of the Myanmar Bank Group, or he won’t get seen." Yu Tao remembered that the TV just mentioned that all hospitals in the country had launched online appointment systems.
"Ah, right."
The employee hurried to the computer at the cashier’s station and logged onto the official group website; they had known for a while that Myanmar had handed all the public hospitals over to a company, and now even the integration was complete.
At the same time.
A phone call reached the village.
"Second uncle."
"What’s up? Cough cough," a hoarse voice came through.
"Second uncle, there’s hope for you. A company here can treat cancer, and your lung cancer will soon be cured. Quickly, give me your identity information, and I’ll make an appointment for you."
"Don’t joke with me, I know my illness best."
"Why would I joke with you? It’s been announced globally, hurry up, or there will be no appointments left."
"Really? How much will it cost?"
"Let’s not talk about money for now, let’s secure a slot first."
"Alright..."
Who doesn’t want to live longer?
He followed the information.
Entered his second uncle’s details into the form one by one, then submitted it; in less than a second, it showed the appointment was successful. Looking at the appointment date, it was set for August 13th, at the First Central Hospital in Xin’an City of the Myanmar Economic Zone.
However.
What surprised him was.
There was a note at the end.
"Comprehensive medical billing: 30,000 to 60,000 RMB." There was an explanation saying this was an initial estimate for a total cost to be expected until treatment is completed, including bed charges, examination fees, and so forth.
"What? This will cure it?"
"That’s what it says, second uncle, remember to come early or it’ll be hard to get an appointment."
At this moment.
He could already see.
The real-time queue number for appointments had reached the end of the following month.
It had only been minutes.
Terrifying.
"Alright, alright, I’ll come over in a few days. I never thought God would want me to live a few more years, cough cough." His second uncle suddenly felt as if the air around the world had become much fresher.
At that time.
Yu Tao’s mobile phone suddenly rang.
A notification received.
It was from the personal business management app of the Myanmar Economic Zone, Epoch; he bought it as soon as it went public because it contained the app. Almost all merchants in the Special Zone had bought one; it made things more convenient.
The content was brief.
"Effective immediately, all units and merchants are prohibited from selling labor quotas for profit to facilitate insurance registrations for severely ill patients from other countries. Any violation discovered will be subject to punishment according to relevant regulations."
Yu Tao understood.
This was a preventative warning.
Once this loophole opened.
Everyone could save money using these ’labor quotas’, and things could get tricky. Besides, the regulation said that one couldn’t profit from it, you could avoid this rule if not for profit.
Like his own subordinate’s second uncle.
Here.
All merchants were required to pay full insurance premiums for their employees, compulsory. Therefore, even if not citizens of Myanmar, as long as they worked here, they could enjoy the relevant benefits.
Relatively speaking.
The premiums would be higher.
After all, the locale also encouraged creating local jobs; you couldn’t just evenly provide opportunities to foreign labor, so there were certain discounts and exemptions for local employees.
Still.
Even if it was a loophole.
He dared not exploit it.
Otherwise.
Who knew if it would reduce the profits of the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group and affect his own business here? Bear in mind, the real power in this area lay in the hands of its parent company.
You’re going to cut off their revenue stream.
Are you seeking thrills in life?
Yu Tao understood very well.
This loophole must be plugged; fortunately, the treatment cost wasn’t high. People with late-stage cancer could be treated for several thousand RMB, which already was incredibly cheap. Could one expect it to be solved for the price of a hot pot meal?
Unthinkable.
