I Am Also Working Hard to Make Streptomycin Today.

Li Lanxue, 54 years old, single, Sheniu, researcher at the Institute of Microbiology, Chinese Academy of Sciences. Cause of death: Stayed up late writing an application for the National Natural Science Foundation of China and died suddenly in front of the computer. Just the last two thousand words are missing. Just a few more years to retire. No more. All gone. When she opened her eyes again, she became the sixteen-year-old Chopin - the Polish piano poet who suffered from lung disease and died young at the age of thirty-nine. The beginning is hell: the first thing you do when you travel is coughing up blood. Doctor's advice: Don't play the piano, don't stay up late, and don't get emotional. Li Lanxue looked at the blood in his palm and fell into deep thought—— In my previous life, I was engaged in antibiotics. In this life, I have tuberculosis. Streptomycin was discovered in 1943. The year is 1826. So—— Is it possible for me to use these piano-playing hands to create a medicine for myself before I die? This is the story of a scientific research dog who traveled through time and became Chopin, vomiting blood while trying to light up the technology tree. He is also a story about a person who never finished writing a book in his previous life, but decided to continue writing in a different direction in this life. As for those nocturnes, etudes, Polonaise... Survive first. Demining Guide: ·The protagonist was a scientific researcher in the society in his previous life. He talked a lot, was good at chatting, and was a contestant who stole the wheat in meetings. My lung capacity is not enough in this life ·She is crazy about career, but her body does not allow her to be crazy ·For hard-core scientific research, streptomycin really needs to be produced step by step from the culture medium. One sentence summary: After dressing up as Chopin, I decided to use antibiotics to defeat tuberculosis