activa-t Chapter 305 Shocking!
Chapter 305 Shocking!
Chapter 305: Utterly Shocked!
[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.
Well 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.
did not expect.
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.
and 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."
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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.
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 it's a pity.
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.
Zhao Xiaoqin sighed and continued, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. If you continue like this, how are Tingting and I supposed to live?"
Liu Yuanzhi reached up and scratched his hair, but didn't say anything.
Zhao Xiaoqin glanced at Liu Yuanzhi and said, "We've only taken a little over half a month off, so let's get to the bottom of Mom's situation as soon as possible, find a lawyer, and see how much compensation Shi Mubai can offer. We should know when to stop."
People are dead.
Doing anything now is futile.
If we delay any longer, it will only disrupt their work.
The dead are dead!
Those who survived must find ways to continue living.
"Money, money, money, all you know is money. What else do you know besides money?" Qi Chengze looked at Zhao Xiaoqin.
Zhao Xiaoqin took a deep breath. "I know you'll say I'm materialistic, but in the end, isn't everything in life about money? If it weren't for money, your mother wouldn't have become a nanny! Without money, even basic necessities like food and clothing can't be provided; only money can allow us to continue surviving in this society!"
Zhao Xiaoqin is a very realistic person.
If it weren't for the money, my mother-in-law wouldn't be in this state today!
Liu Yuanzhi's face was full of pain. He rubbed his temples, feeling a terrible headache.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Xiaoqin put down her bowl and went to open the door.
"I'm coming."
The person who arrived was none other than Qi Chengze.
Zhao Xiaoqin didn't recognize Qi Chengze and looked up with some confusion, "Who are you looking for?"
Qi Chengze said, "Hello, are you Mrs. Liu? I am Qi Chengze, and I am also a friend of Shi Mubai. I am here today to discuss the issue of compensation for Aunt Liu with Mr. Liu Yuanzhi."
Upon hearing Shi Mubai's name, Liu Yuanzhi, who had been sitting on the sofa, jumped up, walked over to Qi Chengzhe, grabbed Qi Chengzhe by the collar, and said with bloodshot eyes:
"Where is Shi Mubai? He's the one who killed my mother! Why isn't he here?"
He wanted to make Shi Mubai, the murderer in Zhangjiajie, repent before his mother's portrait.
Qi Chengze did not resist, but sighed, "Mr. Liu, I understand how you feel right now, but the deceased is gone, please accept my condolences."
Condolences?
Liu Yuanzhi was so angry he laughed.
He's a friend of a murderer, and he still has the nerve to tell himself to accept the loss!
What qualifications does he have?
Zhao Xiaoqin immediately came over and pried her husband's hands off Qi Chengze's collar. "Let go! Yuanzhi, let go of Mr. Qi right now!"
Ultimately, Qi Chengze was just Shi Mubai's friend; he wasn't the one who killed his mother-in-law.
Zhao Xiaoqin did not want her husband to vent his emotions on innocent people.
Moreover, judging from Qi Chengze's attire, he, like Shi Mubai, is probably not an ordinary person.
Liu Yuanzhi reluctantly let go of Qi Chengze's hand.
Zhao Xiaoqin looked at Qi Chengze and forced a smile. "Mr. Qi, please come in and sit down."
After saying that, Zhao Xiaoqin looked at Liu Yuanzhi and whispered, "Be careful what you say."
Liu Yuanzhi remained silent.
Zhao Xiaoqin then busied herself making tea for Qi Chengze.
Soon, Zhao Xiaoqin brought out tea. "Mr. Qi, please sit down. The house is a bit messy, please don't mind."
"Mrs. Liu, you're too kind." Qi Chengze accepted the tea from Zhao Xiaoqin with both hands and sat down on the sofa.
Zhao Xiaoqin continued, "Mr. Qi, my husband does have a rather impatient personality, and he has just lost his mother. Please don't take it to heart."
Qi Chengze nodded. "Mrs. Liu, I can understand how your family feels right now."
Before Zhao Xiaoqin could say anything more, Liu Yuanzhi stood up from the sofa and walked into the room.
Zhao Xiaoqin frowned slightly and turned to look at Qi Chengze. "Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, I'll go in for a moment."
Qi Chengze expressed his understanding.
Zhao Xiaoqin entered the room.
Liu Yuanzhi threw a cushion at her and angrily said, "Zhao Xiaoqin! That's my mother! My own mother! How much money are you planning to exchange my mother's life for?"
“Yuanzhi, calm down. Mom is gone now. No matter what we do, it won’t help!” Zhao Xiaoqin took the pillow that Liu Yuanzhi threw at her with a good temper. “Shi Mubai is not short of money. We might as well take this money.”
Zhao Xiaoqin continued, "Think about it yourself, how much money do we earn in a year when we work ourselves to the bone? When Mom was alive, she worked as a nanny every day, having to watch other people's faces to get paid. Don't feel guilty, this is all Shi Mubai owes us! If we don't take anything, that will really break Mom's heart."
Zhao Xiaoqin was a smart woman; she could tell that Qi Chengze's purpose in coming here was to compensate them.
Since Shi Mubai offered it willingly.
Then why don't they want it?
We can't let my mother-in-law's sacrifice be in vain.
Liu Yuanzhi pursed his lips and remained silent.
Zhao Xiaoqin patted Liu Yuanzhi on the shoulder and straightened his collar. "It's decided then. You go out first and talk to them properly to see how much money Shi Mubai is willing to offer."
"Our mother has lost her life, after all; losing a million won't do."
After saying that, Zhao Xiaoqin pushed Liu Yuanzhi outside.
Liu Yuanzhi entered the living room and looked at Qi Chengze sitting on the sofa, "Why isn't Shi Mubai here!"
Even if it's about discussing compensation, it should be Shi Mubai who does it.
What's the point of sending Qi Chengze?
Qi Chengze stood up from the sofa. "Mu Bai has already died by suicide by cutting his wrists. The day after tomorrow will be the seventh day after his death."
what?
Liu Yuanzhi was stunned when he heard Qi Chengze's words.
He has passed away!
How can this be?
"You're lying to me!" Liu Yuanzhi looked at Qi Chengzhe. "Don't think that you can escape your responsibility like this."
"I'm not lying to you." Qi Chengze had anticipated that Liu Yuanzhi wouldn't believe him, so he directly took out Shi Mubai's death certificate. "Take a look at this."
It wasn't until Liu Yuanzhi saw Shi Mubai's death certificate that he dared to believe it was real.
died.
Shi Mubai is actually dead!
Also strange.
Liu Yuanzhi hated Shi Mubai the most; if it weren't for him, his mother wouldn't have died in vain.
But when he actually saw Shi Mubai's death certificate, he was not happy.
Qi Chengze then took out another check. "And this one. The amount on the check is one-third of Mu Bai's entire estate when he was alive. He instructed me to transfer this third of his estate to you to make up for his mistakes."
Liu Yuanzhi glanced at the check; it was such a long string of numbers that he had never seen so much money in his entire life.
This is much more than the one million Zhao Xiaoqin mentioned!
If he accepts this check, they'll never have to work again for the rest of their lives.
But Liu Yuanzhi did not accept the check. "Now that Shi Mubai is dead, my past grievances with him are settled. You can leave!"
All he wanted was to get justice for his mother.
Qi Chengze glanced in the direction of the bedroom. "Don't you need to discuss this with your wife?"
"No need! I can make that decision myself."
Qi Chengze placed the check on the table. "These are Mu Bai's last words before he died. No matter what, you must accept the check."
Liu Yuanzhi picked up the check on the table and tore it to shreds, somewhat angrily: "I told you, I won't take the check."
Qi Chengze sighed and had no choice but to turn and leave.
"Wait! Mr. Qi, you can't leave!" Zhao Xiaoqin's voice suddenly rang out in the air.