CHAPTER 752: NEGOTIATIONS WITH THE DWARF KINGDOM? BY THE WAY, HELP ME WITH CLINICAL TRIALS!

Garrett never considered how much he could earn from nitrogen fertilizer and streptomycin.

Nitrogen fertilizer, or nitrogen-phosphorus-potassium compound fertilizer, is the foundation of agricultural productivity. And increasing agricultural productivity is the starting point for everything.

When there is sufficient surplus grain in this world, more labor can be freed up to participate in industrial production.

As the process of industrialization progresses, the strength of the council and the kingdom can leap forward, firmly suppressing the countries across the strait, and Garrett’s days will be better—

Even, even if it is just to let more poor people fill their stomachs, it doesn’t matter if he earns a little less on the nitrogen fertilizer project.

As for streptomycin, ha, streptomycin!

A drug that has just started Phase III clinical trials, thinking about making money? Even if it is mass-produced, it will be after the results of Phase III trials come out!

So, when the mage sent by the medical branch came to talk about the price with him, a thick stack of papers was slapped in front of him.

Produced by the Tower Spirit, all printed on A4 paper, with clear handwriting and neat layout.

"What is this?"

The mage sent by the medical branch was a Level 9 mage under Archmage Morton, Dylan Kruger.

At this moment, he looked down at the proposal in front of him, then turned his head to look—this document was almost a finger thick—his eyes were about to pop out:

"Is this the contract you prepared?"

Are you a devil? Apart from devils, I haven’t heard of any race that would write a contract this thick!

Garrett chuckled. He pointed to the cover, where the title on the sheepskin parchment lit up:

"Streptomycin Phase III Clinical Trial Plan · Dwarf Version"

"...So what exactly is this?!"

As a Level 9 mage, Dylan Kruger was rare in that he accepted students not based on talent but on character.

His many disciples and grandchildren, although most of them were not very high-level, could form a medical team with just him alone.

However, his status was slightly lower than that of Garrett, a five-ring arcane master. As long as he wasn’t out of his mind, he wouldn’t be rude to Garrett.

But seeing this thick booklet, Dylan Kruger barely restrained himself from swearing, despite his efforts to maintain politeness.

"Well, the drugs sent to the Dwarf Kingdom, this batch, I won’t charge any money for it." Garrett said with a grin:

"The Magic Council only needs to cover the production costs of the drugs, whether it’s materials or the fees for the Nature Priests. However, the effects of these drugs on the dwarves must be recorded for me."

Dylan Kruger inhaled and exhaled repeatedly.

The medical branch sent him mainly for two reasons. First, because Archmage Morton’s faction had a relatively close relationship with Garrett;

Second, because he had many people under him, Garrett needed a medical mage who valued quantity over level.

In short, convenient for work.

Whether he led the team himself or sent his disciples, the decision had to be made by him. Garrett’s cooperation plan also had to be evaluated by him personally before arranging manpower. 𝙧𝒶Nο₿Ɛṡ

But the problem is, your requirements are too detailed!

"Come, take a look, take a look." Garrett urged him with a smile:

"If you have any questions, you can ask me now. If you go to the Black Gate Peninsula and send messages across the sea, it will be troublesome."

Mage Kruger took a deep breath, opened the booklet... or rather, the brick book.

The first page was the title, principal investigator, Garrett Nordmark, with a blank space beside it. Sponsor, Oak Grove Clinic, also with a blank space beside it.

It looked like it was for the medical branch to fill in however they wanted.

Hmm, not bad. This cooperation method seemed very sincere.

Turning another page, a long table of contents immediately came into view:

1. Plan Summary

1.1 Overview

1.2 Research Flowchart

1.3 Research Schedule

2. Introduction

3. Research Objectives and Endpoints

4. Research Design

4.1 Overall Design...

His eyes swept vertically from the top line to the bottom line. The table of contents extended from 1.1 to 8.3.1. Turning another page, it extended from 8.3.2 to 11.

Two full pages.

Just the table of contents took up two full pages.

Mage Kruger trembled. The dignity of a Level 9 mage made him swallow the words "Are you trying to kill me?" with effort.

Endure, endure, this is just the table of contents, see the back, if you really don’t understand, then say...

He kept his head down and continued reading. Turning another page, the summary section listed more than a dozen items:

Title, Research Overview, Objectives, Endpoints, Study Population, Phases, Description of Interventions, Study Duration, Visit Duration...

"What! Patients need to be grouped? By gender, age, occupation, occupational level, general health status, and geographical location? Why is it so troublesome?"

"Of course they need to be grouped..." Garrett spread his hands innocently. What he took out was the NIH-FDA clinical trial plan template, shared by a classmate in his previous life, with 30 one-minute WeChat voice messages—

That classmate joined a pharmaceutical company and was tasked with drafting a clinical trial application according to this template. When sharing, he had already been fighting this thing for half a month, and half of his remaining sparse hair had fallen out.

The classmates in the group all praised him. One classmate in the medical aesthetics direction jumped especially high, saying that after he finished the project, he could come for a hair transplant, and he’d get a 20% discount as a classmate~~~

In his previous life, Garrett had spent ten minutes quantum reading this 58-page document, deeply mourning for his classmate’s hair. Unexpectedly, after crossing into another world, it was he who needed to write the plan according to this document...

I wonder if the healing spell has any effect on hair follicles?

Maybe not, otherwise, the proportion of Mediterranean and bald people among mages wouldn’t be so high.

Of course, clinical trials must still be done, and even more so among the dwarves. It’s rare to have a large humanoid group to conduct clinical drug trials, and it can’t be missed!

"Without grouping, how can we know the effects of the drug on different genders and ages? What if it can’t be used by those too young?"

For example, in his previous life, fluoroquinolone antibiotics affected bone development and were prohibited for patients under 18; for example, many drugs were labeled "not for pregnant women"...

Garrett reasonably suspected they just didn’t conduct clinical trials on pregnant women. However, doing Phase III clinical trials on pregnant women, to be fair, was indeed difficult to pass ethical review...

"What if high-level professionals have too strong resistance to the drug, and it is automatically expelled from their bodies, making it ineffective?"

"What if the drug’s effects differ between warriors and spellcasters? The same dose might be sufficient for spellcasters but not for warriors?"

Garrett squinted his eyes, trying to show the most friendly smile:

"This drug, developed by Anita Winvey, has already undergone two-phase clinical trials in the infectious disease hospital. But you know, in the infectious disease hospital..."

They are all poor people, all civilians, and non-professionals. Whether it can be used on professionals needs additional testing.

"Please, please! These data are really important!" He clasped his hands together and bowed to Mage Kruger:

"Your experience in conducting experiments is definitely richer than mine, and you know that experiments not done according to standard methods produce unusable data! Please, make sure that the people you send follow this standard format!"

Mage Kruger’s head was spinning. He silently flipped through the document from beginning to end, then read it carefully again. He couldn’t deny that many parts were written in great detail, which he hadn’t thought of:

"Random selection of subjects? Double-blind trial? Placebo control? These... can I take a copy back?"

Garrett made a "please" gesture:

"Of course, you can! You can copy this trial plan and use it in other experiments too. But—my trial must be done according to my requirements~!"

Got it. So this is the price. Using a trial plan to exchange for the manpower of the medical branch, for one—or several—mages to cross the sea and conduct experiments among the dwarves.

I must say, this reward is really tempting. Any big shot with independent research capability would want a copy.

On the contrary, the low-level mages who do the work, the ones who need to communicate with the dwarves and will only be eligible to lead experiments after decades, will find these detailed requirements annoying.

"I understand..." Mage Kruger sighed deeply, covering his forehead:

"I’ll take this plan back and report to my teacher. Maybe I’ll have to lead the team myself..."

I wonder if the teacher will release people. If so, all the mages who usually contact him and seek treatment need to be notified and arranged.

Those who need referral should be referred, those needing medical advice should be given medical advice, and those needing long-term care should have their cases explained to the successor. Ah, there’s so much to do...

"Then I leave it to you!" Garrett responded crisply. He quickly took out a wide flat box:

"This is the letter I wrote to the Dwarf King—you know, I participated in their king selection ceremony. Below is a letter from the Elder of the Mithril District, along with their

treatment and inspection reports. With these, it will be easier to persuade the dwarves~~~"

Mage Kruger barely smiled and thanked him, taking the box. Although he was very grateful that you thought of these in advance and added convenience to my work, but...

This kind of natural passing the buck really makes people feel... uh...

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