Gu Fangzhou, a virologist who invented “sugar pills”, has gone to develop “sugar pills” to eradicate polio in China. He once said “one thing in a lifetime”
Professor Gu FangzhouBeijing Youth Daily reporter learned from Peking Union Medical College
of Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences that at 3:35 on January 2, 2019, a famous medical scientist and
virologist who developed a vaccine to eradicate polio in China, Comrade Gu Fangzhou, former president and first-class professor of Peking
Union Medical College of Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences, died in Beijing at the age of 92 because of ineffective medical treatment.
According to the Beijing Union Medical College of the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences,
Mr. Gu Fangzhou’s farewell ceremony is scheduled to be held at 9 a.m. on January 8, 2019, in the second
floor of the underground section building of the East Hospital of the Peking Union Medical College.
ChanceAfter graduation, enter the “battlefield” of polio
”Choose one thing for a lifetime” is a true portrayal of Mr. Gu Fangzhou. On January 3, the official website of Peking Union Medical College
of the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences published an excerpt from Xu Yuan’s article Gu Fangzhuan, The Ark of Life for Protecting the Health of Chinese People – The Life of
Virologist Gu Fangzhou, which mentioned that Gu Fangzhou was born in 1926 and his ancestral home was Ningbo, Zhejiang Province. Because
of his father’s early death, Gu Fangzhou’s family was depressed, and he was discriminated against quite a few times.
Gu Fangzhou recalled in an interview before his death that when he was young, his mother had taught
him many times to “strive for gas.” Later, when he was a doctor, people begged you, you did not ask others.
In 1944, he was admitted to the Medical Department of Peking University Medical College with excellent
results. But on the eve of graduation, Gu Fangzhou abandoned the highly paid and respected profession
of surgeon and chose to engage in public health, which was just starting, poor in foundation and low in value.
Gu Fangzhou once mentioned in his autobiography that this “turn around” was influenced by many factors. One is the active guidance
of Mr. Yan Jingqing, a public health expert; the other is the real feeling of the national conditions and
the people outside the classroom; the other is the experience of Dalian Institute of Health, which has
carried out vaccine research and production, engaged in the research of dysentery.
For Gu Fangzhou, it is a coincidence of opportunity that he is engaged in the “battlefield” of polio. In
1955, a large-scale outbreak of poliomyelitis occurred in Nantong, Jiangsu Province, which is commonly known as “polio”.
At that time, 1680 people in Nantong City were suddenly paralyzed, mostly children aged 0-7 years old. The epidemic resulted in 466 deaths, and
quickly spread to Qingdao, Shanghai, Jining, Nanning and other places. For a time, polio was like a terrible flood, and everybody smelled it.
Gu Fangzhou mentioned before that in the 1950s and 1960s, there were tens of thousands of children
disabled by polio every year. “We feel guilty because there is no way to help them and cure them.”
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eat prunes myself. Well, there was one time when Hobb chopped them up with chestnuts and carrots and hid them in a hen. Never trust a cook, my lord. They’ll prune you when you least expect it.”
“Later.” Breakfast could wait; Stannis could not. “Any trouble from the stockades last night?”
“Not since you put guards on the guards, m’lord.”
“Good.” A thousand wildlings had been penned up beyond the Wall, the captives Stannis Baratheon had taken when his knights had smashed Mance Rayder’s patchwork host. Many of the prisoners were women, and some of the
guards had been sneaking them out to warm their beds. King’s men, queen’s men, it did not seem to matter; a few black brothers had tried the same thing. Men were men, and these were the only women for a thousand leagues.
“Two more wildlings turned up to surrender,” Edd went on. “A mother with a girl clinging to her skirts. She had a boy babe too, all swaddled up in fur, but he was dead.”
“Dead,” said the raven. It was one of the bird’s favorite words. “Dead, dead, dead.”
“Religion will save us,” I said. Since when I could remember,religion had been very close to my heart.
“Religion?” Mr. Kumar grinned broadly. “I don’t believe inreligion. Religion is darkness.”Darkness? I was puzzled. I thought, Darkness is the lastthing that
religion is. Religion is light. Was he testing me? Washe saying, “Religion is darkness,” the way he sometimes said inclass things like “Mammals lay eggs,”
to see if someone wouldcorrect him? (“Only platypuses, sir.”)”There are no grounds for going beyond a scientificexplanation of reality and no sound
reason for believinganything but our sense experience. A clear intellect, closeattention to detail and a little scientific knowledge will exposereligion as
superstitious bosh. God does not exist.” -Did he say that? Or am I remembering the lines of lateratheists? At any rate, it was something of the
sort. I had neverheard such words.
“Why tolerate darkness? Everything is here and clear, if onlywe look carefully.”He was pointing at Peak. Now though I had greatadmiration
for Peak, I had
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as alight bulb.