[Haha, didn't the Chinese recently develop some kind of miracle drug for malaria? They were so proud of it. Now, Dean Smith has developed a miracle drug for epilepsy. I bet that'll drive the Chinese crazy!]
[Chinese people are the most shameless; they even tried to steal our "Divine Doctor Wentian" before.]
[Since Chinese people are competing with us for the miraculous doctor Wentian, we cannot sell our special medicine to selfish and self-serving Chinese people.]
Dean Smith is awesome!
[Hopefully, Dean Smith can hold on. Even if the Chinese come begging him, he cannot sell the miracle drug to them.]
[...]
Less than two hours after Smith Laboratories announced the effective drug, the number of comments on international accounts reached over a million.
The platform's app also crashed at one point.
In an instant, the names of Smith and the Divine Doctor Wentian both topped the international trending search list.
Smith is trending because of his miracle drug.
The "Divine Doctor Wentian" trended on social media because of his miracle drug.
As is widely known.
The Divine Physician Wentian is a god in the medical field, having created countless medical miracles. Yet even someone like him couldn't develop a cure for epilepsy, which speaks volumes about Smith's abilities.
Therefore, everyone is discussing whose medical skills are superior, the Divine Physician Wentian's or Smith's.
The discussion was very heated.
"Of course, Mr. Smith is definitely more capable."
I think it's the Divine Physician Wentian. He once single-handedly saved a tribe, and a statue symbolizing him still stands in that tribe.
Both of them are miracles in the medical field and need no comparison.
[...]
Smith sat in his office, looking at the trending topics with a satisfied expression on his face.
Unexpected.
He was able to achieve this much in his lifetime.
He never expected that his name would trend on the hot search list alongside the Divine Doctor Wentian.
In the medical field, no one else has had such an honor.
Ding ding ding--
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Dean Smith composed himself and looked towards the doorway. "Come in."
The next second, Ennino pushed the door open from the outside and came in, respectfully saying, "Dean."
“Speak,” Smith said succinctly.
Ennino bowed slightly. "There are many media reporters outside. They all want to interview you. Would you like to accept an interview?" With that, Ennino handed the documents in his hand to Smith and continued, "This is a list of the companies to which the visiting reporters belong."
Smith's research caused a sensation around the world.
The lab, which was deserted yesterday, is now packed with visitors.
Smith took the document, glanced at it casually, and said, "I won't see it."
Ennino was taken aback. "Not a single one of them?"
“Yes.” Smith nodded.
True big shots don't care about fame and fortune.
Like the divine physician Wentian.
Ennino continued, "So when do you plan to officially start selling the epilepsy-specific drug?"
Smith lit a cigarette. "No rush, three days from now."
The more precious and rare something is, the harder it is to obtain.
otherwise.
Wouldn't his Smith pills just become the kind of ordinary pills that you can buy anywhere on the street?
Three days later?
Ennino was taken aback.
He was constantly going in and out of the laboratory, and as far as he knew, 100,000 pills had already been mass-produced.
There's no need to wait another three days.
Ennino nodded. "Yes, Dean, I understand. I'll go and tell the reporters to stop waiting now."
After saying that, Ennino turned and walked out.
Just as Ennino was about to leave, Smith narrowed his eyes and then said, "Wait a minute."
“Dean Smith, is there anything else you need?” Ennino stopped and turned to look at Smith.
Smith continued, "You represent me and give those interviews to the reporters, saying that I'm very busy right now and don't have time to meet with anyone."
He has worked so hard to achieve such great success; if he doesn't even show his face, wouldn't he be missing a chance to become famous?
But if he shows himself directly, he might be accused of being opportunistic and seeking quick success.
so.
It would be best if Ennino took the interview in his place.
Hearing this, Ennino was overjoyed. He never imagined that he would be able to replace Smith in the interview.
Ennino said excitedly, "Yes, Mr. Smith, I'll be right there."
--
On the other side.
After finishing Shi Mubai's funeral arrangements, Qi Chengze brought one-third of Shi Mubai's estate to find Aunt Liu's son.
Liu Yuanzhi and his wife Zhao Xiaoqin have not yet left Beijing; they are still living in the house that Aunt Liu rented before her death.
Because Aunt Liu jumped to her death here.
This house has also been identified as a haunted house that everyone avoids.
It is said that the spirits of those who die unjustly will not rest, so the family members are advising Liu Yuanzhi and Zhao Xiaoqin to move to a different place. If they continue to live in the haunted house, they are very likely to encounter ghosts and bad things.
Even Zhao Xiaoqin was advising her husband to move to a different house.
But Liu Yuanzhi just wouldn't agree.
Liu Yuanzhi was only ten years old when Aunt Liu brought him out.
At that time, he and his mother depended on each other for survival.
In order to survive.
He's done everything.
I've slept under bridges and picked up trash.
After her mother died, she became a ghost that everyone feared.
But he wasn't afraid!
He was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he couldn't wait to see his mother.
The ghosts that outsiders fear most are the people Liu Yuanzhi most wants to see.
To see his mother, Liu Yuanzhi even moved into her former bedroom.
But unfortunately.
The legend seems to be false.
He stayed there night after night, even on the seventh day after his mother's death, but he still couldn't see her spirit.
Zhao Xiaoqin served Liu Yuanzhi a bowl of noodles. "Yuanzhi, Mom is gone. You can't keep being so depressed. Eat something. You haven't had a proper meal in many days."
Liu Yuanzhi shook his head. "I'm not hungry."
It's not that he doesn't want to eat.
He really wasn't hungry.
Liu Yuanzhi didn't know what was wrong with him. Even though he hadn't eaten much last night and this morning, he just wasn't hungry.
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