Mu Jin nodded, beckoned over a few people, and told them to get to work immediately.
In about half an hour, the stall designated by the cat was set up.
Cat spread a table runner on the long table and displayed her pills. Her arrangement was very simple, with only seven bottles of pills, seven pills in each bottle, and she had already written the names on the bottles.
Everyone had been curious about what this new stall would sell, but from a distance, they couldn't see anything displayed.
Someone walked over and saw that there were only seven bottles of medium size.
He asked curiously, "Sect Leader Jiu, what's inside this bottle?"
The cat stood there and said, "Isn't it written up there?"
The man crouched down, examined it closely, and read aloud: "Blood Coagulation Pill, Qi Gathering Pill, Marrow Cleansing Pill, Bigu Pill, Bone Changing Pill, Golden Harbor, Wind Travel Pill..."
"This is medicine? Why does this name sound so ominous?"
Hearing him read it aloud, many people gathered around, and one of them asked, "Sect Leader Jiu, what are the effects of these medicines?"
The cat leaned against the table and said with a puzzled look, "Even if you haven't taken these pills, haven't you at least heard of them?"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately started chattering away.
"I have heard of it... but those are just legends from old people, there shouldn't be any real elixirs, right?"
"Pills are used to aid cultivation. The Fire Sect used to refine pills, but they can't do it anymore."
"I've heard that the materials needed for alchemy are extremely rare. Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng that are decades old are commonly used medicinal materials. Where can you find them in this world now?"
Hearing this, the Fire Gate members were displeased, and one of them stepped forward, saying, "As we all know, cultivation resources are becoming increasingly scarce. Not to mention the Fire Gate, which of the eight gates is not suffering greatly?"
Times have changed. Do you really still dream of cultivating the legendary abilities to fly, teleport, move mountains, and fill seas?
Everyone was speechless.
The man from the Fire Gate stepped forward, looked at the pills on the table, and said politely but with obvious disdain, "Sect Master Jiu, if you had just given us some pills, we in the Fire Gate wouldn't have said anything. But... this is the Eight Gates after all. Everyone knows very well whether these pills are useful or not. Why are you doing this?"
To put it bluntly, aren't you just... fooling everyone?
Just then, Ye Mingshi pushed through the crowd and walked over. "Hey, I just got here and I've already caught up with the fun?"
"Young Master Ye."
"Young Master Ye."
After being lectured by the man from the Fire Gate, the crowd lost interest and gradually dispersed.
Ye Mingshi: "Why did you leave?"
"Young Master Ye, we have other matters to attend to."
"Sigh, I thought it really was a pill. Looks like I was overthinking it."
Cat looked at Mu Jin. This was completely different from what she had imagined. She thought that once the pills were taken out, they would definitely be snapped up.
"Don't rush," Mu Jin said.
Even in the Eight Gates, elixirs were too far removed from their lives; they simply couldn't believe it.
The cat walked up and stood outside the stall, looking around.
"Kitty, how much do you price these pills? There's only so much, how about I buy them all? You won't have to work so hard, see how good I am to you?" Ye Mingshi leaned closer.
The cat glanced at him and said, "What's so good about it?"
She wasn't doing this to sell those few bottles of pills, nor to earn that little bit of money.
Just then, the factory door suddenly opened, and five or six people pushed a hospital bed in and rushed in. They went straight to Ye Mingshi, and one of them, looking anxious, knelt down before Ye Mingshi as he ran over.
"Young Master Ye, please save my wife! She's suffering from postpartum hemorrhage, and the hospital can't do anything about it!"
"You came to me with postpartum hemorrhage? I'm not an OB-GYN." Ye Mingshi complained, but in a few quick steps, he rushed to the bedside and swiftly gave the woman a few injections.
The woman had lost too much blood and was unconscious; her complexion was also abnormal, turning ashen.
Ye Mingshi: "It's been too long, she can't be saved. Say what you need to say now, she can still hear you."
The man broke down instantly. He squatted down in front of the hospital bed and cried bitterly, unable to speak.
The cat walked over and glanced at the bed. There was blood everywhere on the bed, and a strong smell of blood wafted from it as it got closer.
This woman had been treated at the hospital, but it didn't work, so she came here. It's unclear how much time had passed in between. When Maomao asked Ye Ming, "You can't save her?"
Ye Mingshi sighed, "He has lost too much blood. Blood transfusions will not help now. He cannot be saved."
It's not that he didn't want to save them, but there was nothing he could do about it.
People from the Eight Gates are more knowledgeable than ordinary people and are not easily frightened by such a scene, but it is still hard to watch someone die.
Just then, the cat suddenly walked over and pulled the crying man away.
The man yelled, "What are you trying to do!"
He rushed over and tried to pull the cat away.
However, the cat gently patted him on the shoulder, and he stumbled back several steps and fell to the ground.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll help you save your wife."
The cat's words stunned the man. He quickly got up and stood nervously by her side, asking, "Can you really save my wife?"
The cat didn't speak. She grabbed the woman's chin, forcing her to open her mouth, and threw in a pill. Then she threw in another one, pulled the woman up, patted her back, and then put her down.
The cat took out a handkerchief, wiped its hands, and walked away.
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