"The medical experts in the laboratory have developed an immune-enhancing therapy using white fresh hormone," Patrick led Murphy down the stairs and came to a display room.
Several promotional science pictures were hung on the wall, and there were some models placed beside them.
"They culture human T cells in vitro, separate and activate them through antigen magnetic beads, and then inject them back into the patient's body. This way, patients with insufficient immunity can gain strong immunity and achieve the purpose of treatment."
"In the past, this technology was limited by the proliferation rate of T cells, and the course of treatment was very long, making it difficult to apply to acute infections. But now, with the white fresh hormone, T cells extracted from patients can quickly multiply to a sufficient amount."
"This therapy has a wide range of application scenarios. It can not only be used to treat some bacteria and viruses but may even be used to treat AIDS and cancer in the future."
"In addition, our technology patents related to white fresh hormone are currently available. We have accumulated more than 30 patents, and there are still more than 20 patents in the application stage," Patrick said, showing Murphy the patent certificates hanging on the wall, "One or two of these patents can bring us success in the future, no less than the benefits of Baiyao."
Murphy nodded, "Is there any progress in the research on mutated Baixian?"
The so-called mutated Baixian is magic Baixian.
Murphy is more curious about the reason for its birth than the effect of magic white freshness.
This may be a way for magic to transform plants.
"Not yet. Researchers are trying to compare the genomes of the two. We have purchased several ABI 370A machines, which can automatically sequence through the Sanger method. However, the Baixian genome has about 20,000 to 30,000 genes, and we want to complete the entire genome sequencing. It will take time to compare."
"Okay."
The progress is a bit slow, but Murphy is not disappointed.
This is how scientific research is. Failure to produce results is the norm, and results are only accidental, and they are often accidental.
Moreover, the current level of technology is far inferior to that of when he traveled back in time. The Human Genome Project has not even started yet, and the method of measuring genes is still very inefficient, so there is no point in rushing.
"By the way, I'm going to let Umbrella enter the electronics and software industry. Recently, you can look for potential technology companies and buy them. I have some ideas that need them to realize."
Murphy was a programmer in his previous life. If speaking of which Muggle industry he was most familiar with, it was computers and the Internet. Moreover, he was already a little dissatisfied with the current level of technology and decided to speed it up.
In the next thirty years, what will most promote the world's scientific and technological progress will undoubtedly be computers and the Internet.
Currently, Microsoft's Windows 2 has just been launched. Although it is very advanced for today's world, the simple interface and terrible interactive experience still make Murphy uncomfortable.
Apple's next computer was released a few days ago, but sales were dismal. At this time, Apple was not yet the trend-setter that would dominate the world in the future.
NVIDIA wasn't even born yet, and Intel just took off last year.
The current computer industry is still in a novice village state.
Murphy decided to use the full-level operations he learned from the big guys to massacre.
The two were chatting about the company's planning issues and came to the first floor. Suddenly, there was a "pop," and a woman in business attire suddenly fell to the ground.
"Ah, Jennifer passed out!"
"What's going on?" As the general manager of the company, Patrick naturally went to see an employee when he saw something was wrong.
Murphy followed.
"She, she, has always been absent-minded and confused in the past two days. I only said a few words to her..." Next to the fainted person, there was a person who looked like a supervisor standing, looking panicked at the moment. explained, "I, I don't know what's going on with her..."
Patrick, who was born in a medical school and knew some first aid knowledge, squatted down, checked Jennifer's breathing, and felt her pulse. "The breathing and heartbeat are both normal." He took a flashlight and shined it into the other person's eyes. "The pupil reflex is fine. It looks like she fell asleep. Please call the emergency call."
After that, he asked the supervisor, "What symptoms did you just say she had before she fainted?"
"She was the front desk receptionist, but she has been in a daze for the past two days. Not only did she forget all the work I arranged yesterday, she said, 'I don't even remember what day it is. I just said a few words to her, and that's it... Is she sick?'"
"Maybe it's a cerebral infarction."
"Do the early symptoms of cerebral infarction last as long as two days?" Murphy asked.
"Usually not. From the description, maybe the sudden head trauma caused some memory confusion? But I didn't see any wounds on her head."
Murphy looked at the woman named Jennifer and felt a little confused. He had some doubts. This behavior seems to be more similar to the feeling of being hit by a powerful forgetting curse.
"When did she become like this?" Murphy asked the supervisor.
"Yesterday... afternoon, at two o'clock, I arranged an important meeting for her in the afternoon and asked her to prepare some forms, but she turned around and forgot about it. She was in a daze. I suspected that she was taking drugs."
"Two o'clock, where was she?"
"She should be in the lobby."
Murphy glanced at the surveillance cameras at the corner of the lobby and asked Patrick to continue taking care of Jennifer. He asked the staff to retrieve yesterday's video.
After watching it for a while, he suddenly stopped playing.
In the picture, a slightly outdated man
said a few words to Jennifer who was printing a form. Then, Murphy saw what he seemed to take out from his waist, and then a flash of light flashed between the two, and immediately there was another green flash.
The forms in Jennifer's hand were scattered on the floor. The man picked up one of them, looked at it, stuffed it into his arms and left.
But Jennifer seemed to have forgotten what she should do and stood blankly.
Spell.
That man is probably an Auror again!
What a haunting thing!
He found the supervisor again and asked, "What work did you arrange for Jennifer yesterday? What form did she print?"
"That was the upstream supplier meeting of 'Camelot,' where we produced all the necessary materials for the Venus series. Suppliers of materials, packaging, and other things are all here. What I asked Jennifer to print was the contact list of major suppliers."
Murphy asked him for a list and took a look. There were more than thirty supplier companies.
Supplier... Does that Auror want to check his upstream channels one by one to find evidence that he uses beautiful potions to make Venus series cosmetics?
I have to say, this is quite feasible.
Because among the more than thirty suppliers, two are shell companies registered by Murphy. The only materials they supply are called plant essential oils, but in fact, they are beautiful potions.
If the Auror followed this line of investigation, he might actually be able to find the warehouse where he originally stored the potion.
Although the warehouse and the shell company changed hands several times through logistics, a chain can still be pieced together through the witness and logistics list.
Of course, it is difficult to convict oneself through this chain of indirect evidence, but it is still a trouble.
Murphy thought for a while and called the security team of the insurance group. "There is an important facility that may be invaded. I need you to set up some traps."
(End of Chapter)