"The formulas for traditional Chinese medicines are meticulously crafted, with every addition, subtraction, and even slight changes in dosage. These are the legacy of our Chinese culture spanning thousands of years, and cannot be calculated using chemical formulas," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"This traditional Chinese medicine has solved the problems of a large number of patients with mild to moderate cancer. It is hundreds of times better than the research conducted by our Nord Company over the past ten years. How did you do it?" Hughes was extremely excited.
The emergence of the Cancer-Dissolving Pill represents a revolutionary change.
At first, some Western laboratories did not believe that traditional Chinese medicine could treat cancer, but later reports on this drug stunned everyone.
This is a revolutionary drug that can greatly reduce the suffering and prolong the life of severely ill patients, and can achieve clinical cure for moderate and mild cases.
This amazing drug has been secretly researched and copied by many laboratories, but unfortunately no one has succeeded.
"Traditional Chinese medicine and Taoism are inextricably linked. The Tao is the interplay of Yin and Yang," Ye Xingchen casually explained. "So whether it's the Cancer-Dissolving Pill or the Soul-Locking Pill, they are all essentially the same."
"Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the Two Forms of Heaven and Earth—as long as you follow these, you are following the Way of Heaven."
"It's amazing, it's really amazing, teacher." Hughes was so excited that he was almost incoherent: "Please teach me Traditional Chinese Medicine, I can exchange all my research results with you."
“That’s not necessary. If you are sincere in your desire to learn, I will be sincere in my teaching, and I will not hold back like others do.” Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and said, “Of course, I have conditions.”
“Please feel free to name your conditions.” Hughes took a deep breath.
"Let's put the collaboration on the lab on the agenda. Is it okay for Xingchen Group to cooperate with you?" Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
“No problem, of course no problem. If it were someone else, I would have to consider whether they could shoulder the burden of Nord Company, but if it is you, teacher, then there is no need to consider it. Ms. Xia, this matter is settled.”
Hughes, fearing that Ye Xingchen might change her mind, turned to Xia Jingyi and said, "We can finalize some details now, the sooner the better."
"Alright, Mr. Hughes, China welcomes Nord Corporation." Xia Jingyi smiled slightly.
By the time the negotiation team had finalized all the details, it was already evening.
Despite being exhausted, Xia Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief. Her son always managed to surprise her.
"How did you and Hughes meet?" Xia Hanyue asked curiously.
"We met by chance." Ye Xingchen briefly recounted how he met Hughes: "This foreigner is quite interesting. He believes that the pharmaceutical industry should benefit all people, rather than be a tool for some people to make money."
"So he inspected all the major hospitals in Yanjing, but he was very dissatisfied with their models," Ye Xingchen said. "Because he felt that most of the people in these hospitals were selfish and did not consider the patients' perspective."
“You’re right. Our medical reforms have been going on for so many years, but instead of being effective, medical care has become more and more expensive.” Xia Jingyi nodded solemnly: “Because there are just too many vested interests involved.”
"Illness enters through the mouth." Ye Xingchen sighed. "If we want to change this, we need to start from the source. The current food safety issues are worrying."
“The food additives in any product you eat in shopping malls and supermarkets are countless. If this problem is not solved, no amount of medical reform in China will be effective.”
"Don't worry, we'll take it one step at a time, there's definitely a way to solve it," Xia Jingyi said with a smile.
Ye Xingchen nodded. He knew that his mother was a woman with lofty ambitions. Perhaps given some time, she could solve some long-standing problems. These were things he didn't need to worry about.
“In a few days, it will be the anniversary of your father’s death.” Xia Jingyi looked westward: “Where is he? He has been exposed to wind and rain for so many years, and he can’t even be laid to rest after his death.”
Ye Xingchen's heart trembled slightly. This matter was also a hurdle he had never been able to overcome deep in his heart.
"Mom, give me some time, I'll go pick up Dad and bring him home." Ye Xingchen clenched her fists tightly. "But the time isn't right yet, so I'll just have to let Dad stay there for a while."
“That place is guarded by three top celestial experts; strictly speaking, it’s a den of dragons and tigers. You absolutely must not wander in recklessly. I’ve already lost him… Now that we’ve finally reunited, I don’t want anything to happen to you.” Xia Jingyi was startled.
She didn't mean anything by it; she was genuinely afraid that Ye Xingchen would impulsively go to the Western Region, which was too dangerous.
"Don't worry, I never do anything I'm not sure I can do." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, looking at the deep night sky, and said quietly, "The Ye family never admits their mistakes."
"And the person behind the scenes has never shown up. Since I'm going there, I can't go empty-handed. I'm going to bring the head of the person behind the scenes to offer as a sacrifice to my father's spirit in heaven."
Ye Xingchen's voice wasn't loud, but it was firm and resolute. He was going to the border to bring back his father's remains, and that day might not be far off.
After chatting with his mother for a while, Ye Xingchen was about to take Si Qianyu out when Boss Wu called.
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Wu sounded extremely panicked: "Mr. Ye, save me."
"What happened?" Ye Xingchen frowned, sensing the fear in Boss Wu's voice.
Although Boss Wu wasn't a big shot, he was still a black market boss and knew all sorts of people. Under normal circumstances, no one would force him to ask him for help.
But judging from his tone, he seemed terrified, as if he had encountered something horrific.
"I... I've encountered something evil, right here in the black market," Mr. Wu said, trying to regain his composure.
"Something dirty? Explain yourself clearly." Ye Xingchen asked, "What exactly happened?"
"I..." Mr. Wu was about to speak when he heard a busy tone on the other end of the line, and the call was disconnected.
When Ye Xingchen called back, the call could no longer be connected.
"Let's go to the black market," Ye Xingchen said to Si Qianyu after hanging up the phone.
"You and this Mr. Wu have a close relationship?" Si Qianyu asked.
"No, it's just that I owe him a favor." Ye Xingchen smiled and said, "Besides, this guy has a wide network of connections and knows all sorts of people. I can get a lot of rare and precious treasures from him that are usually hard to come by."
Si Qianyu nodded, asked no more questions, got into the car, and headed to the black market with Ye Xingchen.
Today is the fifteenth of the lunar month, a full moon night. According to Mr. Wu's rules, the market is closed on the fifteenth of every month.
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