Chapter 700: Exchange of medicinal materials with other research institutes

The representatives looked at the soldiers packing medicinal herbs into cotton bags with distressed expressions.

These medicinal materials are packed individually in wooden boxes in their research institute.

But the Tianying Medical Research Institute is like a big vegetable.

Either they are piled up or they are tied up.

This scene impacted their three views and senses.

It’s numb!

When Mr. Lin and Director Li saw the medicinal herbs in the truck, they exchanged glances and realized that neither of them knew that when Dean Xiaolin said that medicinal herbs were being delivered, he was referring to this kind of precious medicinal herbs.

Dean Kobayashi, how many surprises are waiting for them?

Before, they were worried about the cost restrictions imposed by the higher authorities on the Medical Research Institute, but now that precious medicinal materials are being shipped into the warehouse in truckloads, they no longer have to worry.

No wonder Dean Kobayashi is always calm and composed.

It seems that he had already prepared a backup plan.

Old Lin walked towards Truck No. 3 with a somewhat shaky step.

He picked up a Tian Wulong tea and smelled it, then picked a leaf and put it in his mouth to chew.

The pupils contracted instantly.

This is... a century old!!

He had worked in a state-owned drugstore for several years and had only encountered a few major blunders that had been around for more than ten years.

Old Lin slowly turned his head and looked at the bundles of Tian Wulong in the car.

Swallowed hard.

At this moment, he felt that his life was over.

My horizons have been broadened since I came to Tianying Medical Research Institute.

Some representatives were extremely jealous when they saw so many precious medicinal herbs.

Those with unstable minds would start complaining, "The government is too partial. Our research institute had to run around a lot just to apply for a single plant of century-old ginseng, and it took us half a year to get it."

His words also aroused indignation among other representatives.

As deans, they have deep experience in applying for medicinal materials.

Jealousy made them red-eyed.

If medicinal materials could be supplied in this way, their research would definitely be better.

The representatives felt resentment towards the country in their hearts.

The representative next to Dean Ruan whispered, "Dean Ruan, you're also from a research institute in Kyoto. Are all countries this rich now?"

With so many medicinal herbs, a whole truck would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Is the country so arrogant now?

Dean Ruan shook his head.

“It shouldn’t be arranged by the state.”

These medicinal herbs are rarely seen on the market. Where does the country get so many rare medicinal herbs, and so many fresh ginseng?

The representative who was questioning covered his mouth in surprise and said, "This can't possibly be provided by Dean Lin's family, right?"

Dean Ruan glanced at Lin Qingqing not far away with a deep and unfathomable look in his eyes.

Dean Zhang from the medical base also stopped by Elder Lin and asked, "Teacher, where does Dean Lin come from? How can he get so many rare medicinal herbs?"

Old Lin glared at Dean Zhang.

"Why are you like a woman, prying into other people's private affairs?"

Dean Zhang secretly curled his lips. This was clearly abnormal. Who wouldn't be curious?

Sure enough, someone asked Lin Qingqing out of curiosity.

Dean Zhang of the Shaanxi Research Institute came over with a smile and asked, "Dean Lin, do you still remember me?"

After being transformed in the basic cabin, Lin Qingqing has a photographic memory.