Chapter 163 I may not be able to steal your thunder, but I'll make sure you get stained with blood.
The stark white light of Lavoisier's private laboratory illuminated Gu Ningbao's pale and distorted face.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of chemical reagents, and her body exuded an almost hysterical anxiety mixed with perfume and cold sweat.
The workbench was covered with various medicinal herbs and utensils, as well as a page of the Nine-Turn Nourishing Powder formula that had been repeatedly revised and was covered in ink stains.
"Two days! I'm only giving you two days!"
Lavoisier's cold voice still echoed in her ears, like the forked tongue of a viper licking her nerves.
"If your value is far less than that of your fellow countryman, then your value... needs to be reassessed."
Reassessment?
Gu Ningbao understood all too well the meaning behind those few words: abandoning a pawn, or even silencing a witness.
The Asian man named Paul stood outside the lab, like a silent statue of death.
She felt cold all over, not from the low temperature in the laboratory, but from the fear deep in her bones.
She stared intently at the medicinal herbs on the table, desperately searching her mind for any so-called secret recipes she had heard about or secretly observed in her family in her previous life, which she only had a vague understanding of.
She's simply not cut out for medicine!
In her previous life, as the youngest daughter of her family who was greatly favored, she took advantage of her parents' indulgence and disdained the dry and difficult Chinese medicine classics. She was only interested in beauty formulas and incense that could make her more beautiful and attract more attention.
She had only overheard an elder in her clan mention the so-called Nine-Turn Nourishing Essence Powder by chance; she couldn't even remember all the complete medicinal ingredients, let alone the extremely complex nine-steaming and nine-drying processing technique.
How could she possibly know any real ancient remedies?
It was nothing more than a hodgepodge of vague memories and a rudimentary understanding of medicinal properties, piecing together what appeared to be something substantial using relatively expensive medicinal herbs available in this era.
Lavoisier didn't want it to look like that; he wanted something with visible, miraculous effects that could rival, or even surpass, Gu Baobao's health pills!
what to do?
Gu Ningbao's fingers curled nervously as her gaze swept across the medicine cabinet in the laboratory.
In addition to the usual experimental materials and Chinese medicinal herbs, there were also some controlled drugs with hazard labels, used for special pharmacological research.
Her gaze finally settled on a brown glass bottle labeled with a complex array of chemical formulas and numbered "XR-7".
She remembered that the taciturn pharmacist assistant had casually mentioned yesterday that it was a bioalkaloid extracted from a certain plant in South America, possessing strong stimulant and euphoric effects.
It was initially used to treat mental illnesses, but due to its highly addictive nature and significant side effects, it has been strictly regulated and is now only used in a few cutting-edge and gray-area addiction studies.
Intense nerve stimulation... euphoria... amazing short-term effects...
An extreme and dangerous idea grew wildly in her mind like a poison ivy.
Add just a tiny bit... just a tiny bit...
She could lie and say that this was a key ingredient in the Nine-Turn Nourishing Essence Powder, derived from a rare and long-lost ancient formula, which was why the effect was so immediate.
As long as we can get past Lavoisier, as long as he sees the amazing effect our side has in his confrontation with Gu Baobao...
As for the long term?
As for addiction?
As for the possible terrible consequences?
A hint of crazy determination flashed in Gu Ningbao's eyes.
She couldn't care less about anything else!
Survive first!
First, we need to gain Lavoisier's attention and financial support!
Once we've established a firm foothold, we can gradually find ways to improve things, or... there's always a way!
Like a thief, her heart pounded, and her fingers trembled as she reached for the key to the medicine cabinet.
This was the spare key she had secretly hidden while Paul was briefly away.
Open the cabinet door, take out the bottle "XR-7", and with the smallest medicine spoon, shakily scoop out a tiny, almost invisible amount of white powder.
It was mixed into the brown powder she was preparing, which was made from a mixture of precious medicinal herbs such as ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum spore powder, deer antler, and angelica.
"Let's see which of our ancestors' creations can surpass the other..."
She murmured softly, a morbid smile, a mixture of fear and twisted pleasure, appearing on her face.
Gu Baobao, just you wait.
I may not be able to steal your thunder, but I'll make sure you get stained with blood!
Temporary rest area behind the Huaxia booth at the International Convention and Exhibition Center.
On the simple folding bed, Gu Baobao lay with her eyes closed, being carefully held in Lu Zhanming's arms.
She had just transferred a cup of spring water from the spiritual spring space and drunk it. Her excessive mental and physical strength was rapidly recovering, but her face still showed a trace of tired paleness.
"Baby, you've had a tough day."
Lu Zhanming's voice was extremely low, filled with unbearable heartache, as he gently stroked her back with his large hand.
"Rest well for a while. I'll have someone bring lunch in. As for the afternoon... I don't know what might happen."
His brows were furrowed.
The baby was already this tired on the first morning of the exhibition.
There were still six days to go, along with various unavoidable networking parties and private meetings... He simply couldn't imagine how her slender frame would manage.
"Um……"
Gu Baobao gave a muffled reply, her nose brushing against his clean, soap-scented shirt, and nestled comfortably in his warm embrace.
A man's broad, solid chest and steady, powerful heartbeat are the best soothing balm.
Her consciousness sank into darkness almost within seconds.
Lu Zhanming felt the person in his arms breathe deeply and steadily, and then he breathed a barely audible sigh of relief.
He adjusted his position to make her more comfortable, but his gaze warily swept across the slightly ajar door of the lounge, his ears twitching as he caught all the sounds from the exhibition booths outside.
Outside, in front of the deep red booth.
The queue was still long, but the crowd's focus was clearly no longer on the exhibits.
Most people were talking in hushed tones, their eyes frequently glancing towards the lounge. Without exception, the conversation revolved around the Eastern girl who had just turned the tide and then treated the mysterious Russian old man.
"She really doesn't need instruments; she can diagnose with just her fingers?"
"That old Russian man looked very ill, but she felt much better after a few acupuncture treatments?"
"I heard she was exhausted and is resting inside..."
"Let's wait, this kind of doctor is worth the wait."
Minister Sui Jianguo stood upright at the back of the booth, maintaining the polite smile typical of diplomats, but he knew exactly what was going on.
He could see clearly that most of the people in front of the stall were there to watch the spectacle and wait for the miracle doctor to reappear.
Those who are truly interested in in-depth discussions about the product itself are actually taking a wait-and-see approach.
But this is also a good thing. Gu Baobao's personal brand effect, built through her strength, has far exceeded expectations. What she needs now is to recover and build up her strength.
He spoke to his comrades in Chinese, his voice not loud but clear:
"Everyone, stay alert, maintain order, and answer questions patiently. Our task now is to ensure that Comrade Gu Baobao gets enough rest. She is our trump card today, and indeed the entire exhibition."
"Yes, Minister!"
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