Moyang is writing a paper in his office, which is about the theory of viruses. He has been nominated for this year's Nobel Prize and must submit a substantial paper.

  But his chances of winning are almost unquestionable, now the whole world knows that Muyang has developed a drug that can cure this plague and put forward a new comprehensive virology theory. This achievement alone is enough to let the Nobel judges award him this year's prize.

  The wooden door of the room was lightly knocked, and Mu Yang moved his somewhat stiff neck. Writing a thesis is really tiring, writing one word at a time with a fountain pen on paper.

  I'm used to typing on a computer in modern times, now writing so many words is really somewhat unfamiliar.

  Just as Moyang was about to call someone in, he suddenly saw the piles of books on the table and immediately closed his mouth. He then put all the books into his space, tidied up the table, checked if everything was in order, before calling out to let the people outside come in.

  Yes, the books on Mu Yang's desk were all purchased by Mu Yang at the library building, and they are modern medical books about pathology, virology, medicine, pharmacology, etc.

  He really doesn't understand medicine, but his identity requires him to learn these things to deceive people, so he can only relearn and become a curious student. Many of the papers Mu Yang is writing now are copied from these books.

  But he didn't blush, knowing what he knew and not knowing what he didn't know. He himself didn't understand, so why not learn from others?

  The door was opened and his new assistant pushed open the heavy, tall European-style wooden door and walked in, "Mr. Williams, there are two Chinese people who say they want to visit you, I don't know if you will see them."

  Elfr went to help Muyang manage the factory, this new assistant was assigned by the Academy of Sciences to Muyang, named Carter, a 24-year-old young man who had just graduated from university, but he is very clever. In addition to assigning an assistant, they also allocated a set of apartments in London for Muyang, with a chef and maid all arranged. As Muyang is now a fellow of the Academy of Sciences, he can naturally enjoy this treatment.

  "Who is it and what's his name?" Murong Yang put down his pen and asked curiously.

  "One was China's Minister of Foreign Affairs, Lu Tseng-tsiang, and the other was China's Ambassador to the United States, Kung Hsiang-hsi." Carter replied respectfully.

  Although Carter's pronunciation of Lu Zhengxiang and Gu Weijun's Chinese names was not standard, Mu Yang could still tell that they were referring to Lu Zhengxiang and Gu Weijun through their previous titles and vague recognition.

  These two are big shots of the Republic, why would they want to see him? Of course, Muyang is not yet aware that he himself has also become a big shot.

  Although he has not yet become a nobleman, he now holds the formula for influenza drugs, and people all over the world are asking him. He became an academician of the Academy of Sciences, whether it is now or in the future, being an academician of the British Royal Academy of Sciences can be considered a small person.

  Wealth and status are not lacking, and he is also a PhD in medicine from Cambridge University and a visiting professor. In the UK today, no one dares to look down on Mu Yang.

  Although it can't be confirmed why the other party came to visit, it's likely related to the medicine, as every country wants to get their hands on it as soon as possible to alleviate the domestic epidemic situation. Lu Zhengxiang and his team probably came for this matter too.

  "Ask them in," said Mu Yang.

  Muyang tidied up his clothes, stood up and walked to the office desk, waiting for Lu Zhengxiang and Gu Weijun to arrive. After all, being Chinese, he still preferred to be closer to and respect some of his own flesh and blood.

  The tall wooden door was pushed open once again, and Carter led in two men with Oriental features.

  The person walking in front was probably over forty years old, with a distinctive mustache and a very thin build, but he exuded a sense of spirit.

  Moye was able to guess that this must be Lu Zhengxiang, who as China's first generation of professional diplomats, also left his name in history books, had served as ambassador to four countries and is now the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Republic of China.

  The young man beside Lu Zhengxiang, Mo Yang could recognize, Gu Weijun, although compared to the photos in textbooks, Gu Weijun looked younger and thinner at this time, but Mo Yang was still able to vaguely identify his appearance.

  Koo Vi-kyuin was handsome and talented, otherwise Tang Shaoyi, the Premier of the Republic of China at that time, would not have taken the initiative to marry his daughter to him. At that time, Koo Vi-kyuin was Tang Shaoyi's secretary.

  Lu Zengxiang spoke first, in pure English: "I'm afraid I've intruded upon Mr. Williams, please excuse me. I am Lu Zengxiang, the Minister of Foreign Affairs for China, and this is our Ambassador to the United States, Gu Weijun."

  Gu Weijun also took off his own hat and nodded politely towards Muyang with a very calm gaze.

  "Don't disturb, I like friends to visit. I have a deep understanding of China and it's great to have two Chinese friends here. Please sit down and talk."

  After shaking hands, Muyang led the two to sit down on a nearby sofa. Muyang said: "Tea or coffee? I love drinking Chinese tea, especially green tea. I have Chinese green tea here."

  "It's our honor to have you taste Chinese tea with us. This time we came in a hurry, next time we'll bring some of China's best green tea for you to try." said Lu Zhengxiang.

  "Alright, I'm looking forward to it."

  Carter made tea for the three of them with the teapot and then withdrew.

  The three of them were just chatting casually about tea culture, language and also talked about the Chinese laborers. Lu Zhengxiang represented the Republican government to thank Muyang for everything he had done for the Chinese laborers on the battlefield.

  "This doesn't count, do you know why I understand traditional Chinese medicine? I graduated from Cambridge Medical School. Although I joined the army after the war broke out, I never forgot to study medicine. On the battlefield, I met a Chinese worker who knew traditional Chinese medicine. From him, I learned that there is another way to treat diseases in the world, a very mysterious oriental medicine. I learned a lot from him, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have developed a drug that can cure this plague." Mu Yang said with deep emotion.

  "I also gave myself a Chinese surname, Mu, which was the same as that of the Chinese worker who taught me traditional Chinese medicine. Unfortunately, he died on the battlefield. From now on, my name will include this character. My full name is now Joseph Mu Williams."

  Lu Zhengxiang and Gu Weijun exchanged a glance, and Gu Weijun spoke up: "Mr. Williams, although this request is somewhat presumptuous, we hope to get your help. The flu has now spread to China, especially in Guangdong, Shandong, and Jiangsu provinces, where many people have been infected. Although the government is also doing its best to rescue and treat them, the effect is minimal. After learning that you have developed a new effective drug, we rushed here, but the British government replied that they are currently short of medicine and cannot provide it to us for the time being, leaving us at a loss. Therefore, we came to Mr. Williams, hoping to get your help."