The old lady Yang standing next to him looked helpless.

But the joy and excitement in his eyes were unmistakable.

Everyone was both surprised and shocked to see the old man walking faster and faster.

She felt immense gratitude and respect for Chu Mo, as well as a deep curiosity about him.

Where did this young man get the prescription to make this kind of wine?

That's amazing!

Liu Changsheng, who was always straightforward, couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:

"Young friend Chu, what kind of medicinal wine is this? What are its effects?"

Everyone else looked at him curiously.

"This is a medicinal wine that I brewed using several rare and precious medicinal herbs according to an ancient secret recipe. I named it Kunlun Immortal Wine."

Chu Mo glanced at everyone and continued his introduction earnestly:

"This medicinal wine is incredibly effective for the vast majority of diseases, including cancer!"

"What? Cancer can be cured?"

Everyone was stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Even the old Chinese medicine doctor Ouyang Gang was stunned by these words.

"Chu Mo, can this medicinal wine really cure cancer? Are you sure you're not exaggerating?"

When he asked this question, Ouyang Gang's body even trembled slightly with excitement.

In the eyes of the world, cancer is almost synonymous with terminal illness.

Once you reach the mid-to-late stages, there's almost nothing you can do except wait to die.

To overcome this challenge, countless medical professionals and research institutions around the world have invested immense human and material resources in research.

But the result was disappointing.

If this medicinal wine can truly cure cancer, once it is announced and confirmed, it will surely cause a worldwide sensation.

Its value is immeasurable!

But is all of this even possible?

If there weren't any readily available examples, they would definitely accuse Chu Mo of boasting.

But now, they all believe it.

As for the other miraculous effects, they've become numb to them.

Looking at Jiang Shaokun, whose expression was complicated and who seemed to be questioning the meaning of life, Chu Mo chuckled.

"Dr. Jiang, now it's time for you to fulfill your bet. Come with me to record a video."

He wants to use this incident to make the medicinal wine a household name.

Jiang Shaokun nodded bitterly. He couldn't renege on the bet, nor did he dare to.