The man in the suit who spoke was named Cheng Sheng, the president of Shengda Pharmaceutical, a top-tier pharmaceutical company in Jiangcheng, and was of extraordinary status.
Upon hearing his words, the guests present exchanged bewildered glances.
Who is Fox?
Is he a very famous person? Is the medicine he makes very effective?
Why is even the CEO of Shengda so shocked when he mentions him?
Seeing the puzzled expressions on the faces of those around him, including Old Master Song and Song Sichen, Cheng Sheng composed himself and said:
"You may not be familiar with the black market, but there has always been a figure in the black market who can be called a god of medicine, codenamed Fox."
"I have tried many ways but I have not been able to find out this person's real identity. I don't know if he is male or female, how old he is, or where he lives."
"All I know is that this person is extremely proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, and the medicines he makes are miraculously effective no matter what their purpose is."
"Especially his Qi-boosting pills, one of which can even bring someone back from the dead and prolong their life, so they are now being sold for four million a pill on the black market."
"What?"
Everyone gasped. Someone asked incredulously, "Mr. Cheng, when you said four million per pill, did you mean one pill costs four million?"
“Yes,” Cheng Sheng nodded, “but even if you have that much money, you might not be able to buy it. Because Fox only makes that many pills a month, and they’re sold out as soon as they’re gone. The highest bidder gets them, and each person is limited to one pill.”
"It's not just the Qi-boosting pills; every pill made by Fox is very expensive. There's no pill that costs less than 1 million."
“This,” Madam Song said dismissively, raising her chin as if she had heard a joke, “President Cheng, you must have misjudged him.”
"This Jiang Nian is just a girl who grew up in a poor mountain village. Let alone a million, she can't even come up with ten thousand yuan. How could she possibly afford that Fox medicine you mentioned to give to our old man?"
"Madam Song, you may not know this, but in order to study the ingredients, I have bought almost every kind of Fox medicine. I know better than anyone what the medicine jars she uses look like. It's the kind of porcelain jar that the old man is holding right now."
Cheng Sheng looked at Old Master Song, his words earnest and his eyes bright, "Old Master, would you mind letting me take a look at the medicine that Miss Jiang Nian gave you?"
Grandpa Song looked at Jiang Nian and handed him the medicine pot.
After taking the medicine pot, Cheng Sheng first carefully examined the pot, and then opened the wooden stopper.
When he saw the number of pills inside, he couldn't help but gasp.
He poured one of the seeds out of his palm, examined it closely under the light, and then took a deep breath.
Under everyone's curious gaze, Cheng Sheng finally spoke, making a conclusion: "Grandpa, the medicine that Miss Jiang Nian gave you was indeed made by Fox."
"This pill is called Bone Strengthening Pill. It has a miraculous effect on bone healing. It sells for about 1.5 million yuan per pill on the black market, and it may be even more expensive on the second-hand market."
“I see there are ten pills in this medicine jar. Even I can’t get that many. I don’t know how Miss Jiang Nian managed to do it.”
"But one thing is certain: this Miss Jiang Nian actually managed to give you ten Fox bone-strengthening pills at once. I wonder how much money and effort she spent. She must care a lot about your health."
What?
Now everyone present gasped!
According to this Mr. Cheng, the ordinary-looking little medicine jar that Jiang Nian brought contained ten pills, each of which would sell for at least 1.5 million.
Wouldn't ten pills amount to fifteen million?
Even Grandpa Song and Song Sichen were shocked.
Although the people who came to celebrate Mr. Song's birthday today are all wealthy and influential.
But after deducting fixed assets and various investments, not many people can easily come up with 15 million in liquid funds. Not to mention, how many people present could casually pull out 15 million as a birthday gift for someone else?
Even if someone has the means, they would never spend so much money on gifts unless they needed something from Old Master Song.
Moreover, once the money is spent, they will definitely find a way to let the Song family know the value of the gift, so that the Song family will remember this favor. They will never remain silent.
But what about Jiang Nian?
"That's impossible!" Madam Song's eyes widened. "Where would a girl from the countryside, a high school student, get 15 million to buy pills? And how could she possibly get ten pills that even President Cheng couldn't obtain?!"
"And if it were really something so valuable, how could someone bring it over without saying a word, hand it to the old man, and then prepare to leave? Mr. Cheng, you've definitely made a mistake!"
“I can’t possibly be wrong,” Cheng Sheng said firmly. “Fox’s pills have a unique embossing technique that he invented, which prints the word Fox on them. This technique is impossible for others to imitate.”
"As for why Miss Jiang Nian doesn't say anything—I think, unlike others who use gifts to do favors, Miss Jiang Nian probably just hopes that the old man will recover."
Madam Song still didn't believe it, so she snatched the pill and examined it under the light.
Sure enough, a small, inconspicuous "Fox" logo was visible when the light was reflected.
His face turned pale, and he was completely speechless.
Oh my god.
What a plot twist!
Previously, the Jiang family mother and daughter mocked Jiang Nian outside the gate, asking what was in the tattered wooden box she brought, whether it was some local specialty from the countryside, and said that they had brought top-grade ginseng and winter-spring-summer herbs. They claimed that they were the ones who truly cared about Old Master Song.
But Jiang Nianmu's box contained medicine worth more than 15 million yuan, yet he never mentioned it. Who is the one who truly cares about Old Master Song?
Such a valuable gift far surpasses ginseng and cordyceps, and even the coral bracelet given by the Ji family's daughter has to take a backseat.
And then there's Madam Song. As soon as she saw Jiang Nian, she tried to drive her away without even asking what happened, and she even arrogantly threw Jiang Nian's belongings on the ground.
They really have no eyes or manners!
Grandpa Song was completely taken aback and immediately looked at Jiang Nian: "Nian Nian, is what this Mr. Cheng said true? Is this really the Fox pill you brought me? How do you have so much money?"
"...I didn't spend much money, Grandpa Song, you don't need to feel any pressure."
Now that things have come to this point, Jiang Nian could no longer keep a low profile, so she could only speak calmly.
For Jiang Nian, she really didn't spend much money.
After all, she made all the medicine herself, and could make as much as she wanted. She only sent ten pills because ten pills would be enough for Old Master Song's leg recovery.
However, others didn't interpret those words that way.
—A pill worth over 15 million, and you call that not much money spent?
Who exactly is Jiang Nian? Just how rich is she?!
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