Dementia Medication
The year 2000 wasn't all bad news; at least Henry received some good news: dementia medication was receiving positive feedback in India and had attracted attention in Europe and America.
This new drug is effective for people with brain disorders, not just those with dementia. It works with just one pill and doesn't require long-term use like most chronic medications.
World-renowned pharmaceutical companies also have informants or factories in India, so they are naturally curious about this new drug.
Unfortunately, based on publicly available registration information from India, no other pharmaceutical company has been able to replicate a drug with the same or even partial efficacy.
This is not unusual in the pharmaceutical field. Different pharmaceutical companies producing the same drug can have different levels of efficacy, not because the drug ingredients are different, but because there are undisclosed secrets in the manufacturing process.
For example, with the same ingredients, the effects of taking the original manufacturer's drug, the drug from a third-party manufacturer, and a generic version of another brand can be different. This is due to differences in the purity of the intermediates and the manufacturing process.
Other pharmaceutical companies haven't made much progress in analyzing the ingredients of commercially available dementia drugs, so they naturally turned their attention to the company's own employees, even hoping to find the researchers leading the drug research.
However, the pharmaceutical company that Kingo helped select as a partner is a medium-sized enterprise in India. Unlike small pharmaceutical companies with their flimsy secrecy measures, it has a certain level of secrecy capability.
Therefore, for a time, those large pharmaceutical companies could not find a breakthrough in dementia drugs, so they turned to another effective business strategy, namely acquisition!
Meanwhile, the name "Henry Brown" began to circulate within some of the larger, more capable pharmaceutical companies.
As the principal investigator, or even the sole investigator, of the dementia drug, Henry reviewed the medical examination reports of the India pharmaceutical company's customers.
After taking the medication, a considerable number of customers are willing to undergo physical examinations, and they come from all age groups. Some of them are not even dementia patients, but rather have other brain-related diseases.
Having confirmed that this drug, originating from the Kree Empire technology, could indeed exert its intended effects on humans without causing adverse side effects in the short term, Henry set out to synthesize the drug himself, instead of using the one produced by the India pharmaceutical company.
Then the next question arose: how to get Catherine Hepburn to take this dementia medication?
Could you crush it and mix it into other foods so she wouldn't know?
Or should we replace her usual medication for her chronic illness?
Or perhaps—to be honest?
Not wanting to be deceived, I'd better avoid lying. Besides, this isn't like three meals a day where Henry can cook whatever he wants. Patients should have the right to choose whether or not they want to receive treatment.
So one evening, Catherine Hepburn was enjoying the surround sound of her Krypton home theater system, listening to Richard Wagner's opera * Lohengrin *. Her Tabby Cat, Kitty, lay at her feet, a serene and beautiful scene.
Henry approached the old woman, placed the homemade pills in a small plastic box, and put it on the table.
Seeing this, Catherine Hepburn asked, "Have I forgotten what medicine I took again?" As she spoke, she reached out to take it.
Henry quickly stopped the old woman. "Kate, this isn't your usual medication."
"Hmm, I remember euthanasia drugs aren't in the form of pills."
Henry was speechless for a moment after being interrupted by the quick-witted old lady. "You really don't shy away from this topic."
However, this is not a drug for euthanasia. Do you remember the news a few days ago about a new drug from India?
Catherine Hepburn shook her head blankly, which made Henry reflect on himself. The fact that the old lady could forget things that were not important recently was a sign of her declining memory.
Catherine Hepburn would only remember things that were very important and that she needed to be constantly reminded of. For example, her Tabby Cat, Kitty, was almost always in front of her, and it was only then that the old lady remembered that she had a pet in the house.
So, the old lady didn't realize that it wasn't her fault for asking such a silly question, but rather the fault of the person asking it.
Henry could only explain, "Recently, a new drug has been developed in India for dementia, and it is said to have miraculous effects. However, we should remain cautious about the hype surrounding India in the news media and treat it as a world wonder."
"In fact, I developed this drug. I asked a friend to introduce me to a pharmaceutical company in India, and we received very good feedback on its efficacy. These are the advancements in brain lesions and cognition observed in users of this new drug."
Henry was about to show the old lady a report so he could continue his explanation when, to his surprise, she grabbed the plastic pillbox on the table, popped the pills into her mouth, took a sip of water, and swallowed them with two gulps.
Stunned by the old woman's actions, Henry said with a wry smile, "Kate, aren't you afraid I'll poison you?"
"Child, being killed by the man you love is also a romantic thing. I've lived so long, there are very few things I haven't experienced. How do you know this isn't the ending I wanted?"
Don't assume that the term "beloved" here refers to romantic love; Westerners also use this term to describe familial affection. At least Henry had heard this old lady say this to her grand-nephews and nieces more than once.
"It's a pity that this wish list will have to be put on the later agenda. This is just medication for dementia; it has no other function."
Catherine Hepburn didn't ask Henry why he was researching drugs; she simply asked, "What will it feel like after taking it? I feel like it's warm."
"That's your misconception. There won't be any additional physiological effects from taking this medication. The tablets will slowly break down in your stomach. Basically, you'll fall asleep and wake up the next day feeling your mind return to the agility of your youth."
"So soon? You don't need to take it again tomorrow?" Catherine Hepburn asked in surprise. After all, for most elderly people with chronic diseases, medication is practically like eating every day; they can't miss a single day.
Henry shook his head and said, "This is a one-time treatment, unlike chronic illnesses that are controlled by medication. So you only need to take it once. You'll only need to take it a second time if your condition worsens."
The Kryptonian thought it would probably be another hundred years before their brains deteriorated again due to aging.
At least according to the Supreme Intelligence of the Kree Empire, this is the timeline.
But Catherine Hepburn suddenly thought of something and said with difficulty, "But that would be a little inconvenient."
"What's inconvenient about it?"
"If I remembered everything perfectly, it wouldn't be convenient for me to pretend to be stupid."
Henry was speechless again, and could only reply with deadpan eyes, "I already said it was an act, so I believe your acting skills are up to par, right? After all, you have four Oscars for Best Actress. And—"
"What?"
"It's worse than pretending. If you can't remember anything you should remember, and your most precious memories become a blank, that would be even worse."
"But that way, you'll remember the things you dislike."
Life is a mix of sweet and bitter, which makes the sweetness all the more precious. If you forget all the unpleasant things, wouldn't those sweet memories just become ordinary?
"Fine, I can't argue with you. You silly child."