The entire medical community will witness his miracle.
The person in charge continued, "We have already conducted experiments on mice. Traditional Chinese medicine requires a week of medication to cure epilepsy, but our special medicine can restore it in just three days."
Smith nodded. "Pass the word down to mass-produce the pills immediately."
The person in charge spoke respectfully, "Before mass production of the pills, we need you to name the special medicine."
“I’ll take the Smith’s pills,” Smith blurted out.
Naming the drug after him is the best choice.
He wanted everyone to know that he was the first person to cure epilepsy.
"OK."
Just then, Smith seemed to remember something, "Have you registered a patent?"
Only after registering a patent can the right to use the pills be prevented from being taken away by other hospitals.
In other words...
From then on.
The prescription for this special medicine can only be used by him; no one else can use it, not even Jiang Ning.
"I've already registered."
At this point, the person in charge seemed to remember something, a troubled look flashing across their eyes. "By the way, Dean Smith, Miss Greta came here last night. She said, she said..."
"What did she say?" Smith squinted.
After thinking for a moment, the person in charge decided to relay Gretel's words: "Miss Gretel said that this special medicine cannot cure epilepsy at all. It can only bring temporary relief. Within half a month, there will definitely be a backlash, and the person who takes the medicine may lose their life."
"Dean Smith, do we really still want to release our drug?"
Smith burst out laughing. "That Chinese medicine doctor must have sent her to say those words."
"You really think I'd fall for that?"
Chinese people have always been selfish and self-serving.
Someone like Jiang Ning is not fit to be a doctor at all.
Ennino looked at Smith and then said, "There's another reason. Greta regrets it; she regrets leaving your team."
Grete's departure was not as simple as Smith's team.
She also lost the opportunity to make a name for herself in the medical field.
Even a fool would know what her intention was in saying those things at a time like this.
Smith nodded. "Ennino is right, but I will never give traitors a chance. Will, if she comes again next time, just ignore her."
Gretel left so easily back then, but now he wants to come back?
There's no such thing as a simple thing in this world!
“Okay, I understand.” Will nodded.
Smith turned to Ennino and said, "Immediately contact the media to announce that I have developed a cure for epilepsy. In addition, the cure will be released in three days."
At this point, Smith added, "Also, tell them to sell only to people from Country P!"
He didn't want the special medicine he had painstakingly developed to benefit a group of Chinese people.
Let Jiang Ning and those people from China kill each other.
Just thinking about it makes me feel great!
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Qi Chengze spent a day with Shi Mubai at the hospital.
He didn't return to the villa until evening.
The doctor said that Shi Mubai's condition is improving and he is expected to wake up tonight and be transferred to a regular ward. He needs to take advantage of this time to pack some of Shi Mubai's toiletries and bring them to the hospital.
I just opened the wardrobe door.
Qi Chengze saw an envelope.
The two words on the envelope stung Qi Chengze's eyes.
Suicide note!
It's a suicide note.
Shi Mubai had actually left a will in advance.
Qi Chengze's hands were trembling the moment he picked up the suicide note.
He opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and saw the words on it.
Shi Mubai's handwriting is very beautiful.
It's a very standard small regular script, without any cursive strokes, and it's so gentle that it doesn't look like a boy's handwriting.
Qi Chengze could even imagine Shi Mubai's calm and unhurried demeanor as he wrote this will.
【Chengze, my friend.】
We've known each other for many years, and you are the person I trust most in this world. I trouble you to divide my estate into three parts after my death: one part goes to my second grandmother who raised me for many years; the second part goes to Aunt Liu's son, Liu Yuanzhi; and the third part is donated to impoverished areas.
Furthermore, there's no need to prepare a funeral for me. Simply scatter my ashes into the river on a sunny day.
Having witnessed all the splendor of life, I have no regrets in this lifetime.
The suicide note, consisting of only a few lines, contained no sentimental words, yet it still brought tears to many eyes.
Just as I finished reading the suicide note, the phone rang urgently in the air.
Qi Chengze took out his phone, trying to act as if nothing had happened, and suppressed the abnormality in his voice, "Hello."
Don't cry.
Shi Mubai is still alive and well. The doctor said he will wake up tonight.
He can't be so unlucky.
Snap!
I don't know what they said on the other end, but my phone fell to the ground.
Qi Chengze's strength was instantly drained away, and like a deflated balloon, he knelt on the ground, wailing with his mouth open!
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