Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2345 - 1185: Delegation

December 24.

Myanmar.

Yangon.

The Ministry of Health delegation stepped off the plane with Shi Ze by their side. This groundbreaking Alzheimer’s treatment had captured widespread interest, leading to their urgent trip here.

Examination.

Verification.

Should the therapy prove successful.

It would roll out at once. While standard control medications rarely spark such buzz upon release, remedies that actually cure stand apart.

The first kind.

Offers just management.

The second.

Delivers true resolution.

Hence,

Medications capable of easing the suffering for countless households receive top priority; with Shi Ze battling Alzheimer’s himself, he insists on undergoing the trial firsthand.

Reflecting on this.

A wave of fear mixes with gratitude inside him.

Freshly diagnosed.

Yet a targeted cure exists.

They skipped Xin’an City since it was already packed with patients; only Yangon New City had space for the overflow.

...

Stepping out.

Leaving the airport.

Right away.

A fleet of upscale buses waited outside, and Shi Ze thought to himself: "Impressive." During their prior visit, the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group had hosted them generously, providing top-notch lodging.

Exceptionally hospitable.

"Everyone."

"Come on board."

"The trip must have worn you out!"

The welcoming figure grinned as he drew near, even though Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group stood behind him, he recognized their guests as key allies. Sealing the deal would unlock a massive partnership.

Climbing aboard.

In no time.

The buses rolled into the city streets.

"Stunning."

"What a fantastic spot."

"I rate this layout a perfect ten."

"..."

The group peered through the windows, exchanging words of praise for the local progress, debating urban enhancements that followed ideal principles here, yielding a delightful panorama.

Buses.

Light rail systems.

Underground trains.

Everything in place.

"Word is their subway runs on our gear entirely. We ought to ride it sometime. That's why I always say our tech leads the pack."

"Absolutely."

"Subways in Europe and North America are falling apart; our last visit there was a nightmare. Though you can't fault them entirely for stagnation since it still gets by."

"Right on!"

"..."

"Are those outer walls covered in real marble?" one person wondered while passing by.

Overhearing this.

Another chimed in.

"Nope."

Actually artificial composites, resistant to water, unmarked by downpours, simple to wipe down. Back home, we rarely opt for them.

"How come?"

"Cost."

"Walls that stay pristine for a decade would leave plenty jobless. They go for low-upkeep options here due to the labor shortage."

"..."

Such an explanation.

Left the listeners uneasy.

Fine.

It hardly affects them directly; they kept savoring the views beyond the glass, under vibrant sun and crisp breezes. This felt like a rare, relaxed getaway abroad.

Europe.

North America.

Plenty had toured those lands; lovely destinations, truly lovely.

Still.

Those spots lacked the warm familiarity of this place. The core cause lay in the deepening bonds and goodwill between their nations over the years.

Among nearby nations, it ranked just behind Badie.

...

After ten minutes.

Arrival.

At the eighth Myanmar medical center in the outskirts, spanning a vast expanse. The title alone hints it's unlike typical clinics, focused on recovery features.

Descending from the buses.

The team marveled.

"Quite spacious!"

"Feels open, few folks around, though the surroundings are lovely."

"..."

Next.

A Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group staffer clarified: "This facility combines therapy, recovery, quarantine, and more into one, so they're limited in count."

"Normally."

"It handles monitoring and care for unique cases. During a crisis outbreak, it'd function much like your Huashan Hospital."

"That's why."

"The grounds are so extensive."

"Across Myanmar."

"Eighteen of these standard centers exist, twelve close to cities, six placed away from crowds."

"Day to day."

"Occupancy stays under thirty percent."

"..."

Having heard this.

Understanding dawned on them all, ah, that's the setup. They're well-prepared, a touch extravagant maybe, but overall, it fulfills real needs.

Medical care.

Rest and rehab.

Trials.

All feasible on-site; no idling away. In emergencies, it transforms into a Huashan setup instantly, positioned outside urban zones for solid containment.

Envy?

Not really.

Desire one?

Huaxia could construct whenever. To be precise, the Myanmar Bank Group's moves border on excess; the motive's obvious—excessive funds.

Failing to invest.

Would squander the swelling coffers.

At present.

Thanks to full cures for leukemia, cancer, and countless procedures shifting to minimally invasive methods, domestic hospital counts won't surge soon.

No overcrowding.

Truth be told.

These days, major hospitals back home show vacant beds, always spots open on arrival. This trend brings real happiness.

So.

Redirected funds open vast possibilities.

"What's the bed capacity here?" a voice inquired.

"Five thousand."

"It could scale to twenty thousand in two days if required. Our prefab modular tech is advanced, you see."

"Setup's fast."

"These units."

Are mass-produced as emergency stockpiles, kept in local storage, primed for rapid deployment.

"..."

Catching this.

Shi Ze nodded approvingly.

Wealth.

Truly empowers.

From chats with contacts, he'd learned Myanmar poured heavily into health infrastructure, such as stockpiling supplies as national assets.

Each province.

Each metropolis.

Each township.

Every tier of healthcare maintains a storage unit, holding essentials like masks, calculated at fifty units per individual minimum.

Come an emergency.

In a single day.

Distribution reaches all.

On this note.

He made a mental mark.

With backing secured.

Push the report up the chain, draw inspiration, avert shortages in crises where basics vanish, better prepared than caught off guard— as a biotech drug expert.

Shi Ze knew full well.

A rampant supervirus would wreak havoc beyond measure.

...

Before long.

They entered a spacious meeting hall, received a warm greeting, then dove into essentials, covering the drug's workings and a quick rundown of the procedure.

Once done listening.

The group approved with nods; experts mostly, they evaluated the Alzheimer’s approach through clinical lenses, finding a solid framework, nothing overly revolutionary.

Like cutting-edge jets.

In reality.

The blueprint's straightforward.

Form.

Framework.

All sketchable with ease, yet the real barrier is subpar components. Without quality materials, even perfect plans fall short.

Today.

They've cracked every former impasse cleanly, that's the essence; details on their breakthroughs stayed light.

...

Post-session.

Shi Ze trailed a physician like an eager pupil, starting to meet the patients.