Chapter 548: Chapter 547: Luo Zhan Visits, Sells New Medicine_1
 

The discussion ended satisfactorily, and all four of them were visibly pleased.

Wang Rong and Lin Jinyu hit it off right away, chatting very pleasurably.

Lin Qingluo took this opportunity to pull Luo Zhan aside and handed him three medicine bottles.

Luo Zhan’s eyes lit up and he could not hide his joy as he took the medicine bottles: “Little Qingluo, have you succeeded in developing a new medicine again?”

“Cinnabar Stomach-Nourishing Tonic, Liver Soothing and Spleen Strengthening Pills.”

Lin Qingluo’s smile was light, pointing to two of the medicine bottles and explaining their effects. When it came to the third medicine bottle, her expression became a little more solemn.

“As for this third medicine bottle, it contains a newly developed painkiller. This medicine has a wide range of uses and can suppress all kinds of pain. It is particularly effective for headaches, stomach aches, abdominal pains, and women’s dysmenorrhea.”

“However, the side effects are also significant. Long-term use can lead to gastric and intestinal perforation, bleeding, and if not treated in time, it can even be life-threatening.”

“Therefore, we do not recommend patients buying this medicine at will. It can only be sold if the patient has a prescription from a medical practitioner, indicating the condition and dosage.”

*

“A painkiller? Like Anesthesia?”

Luo Zhan felt his heart, liver, and lungs pounding.

“Not exactly.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyebrows raised lightly: “After taking this medicine, the person’s brain remains clear. During the effect of the drug, the pain is lessened, and they can function as a normal person without hindering anything.”

“There is such a miraculous drug?”

Luo Zhan’s eyes lit up, and through the medicine bottle in his hand, he saw a huge business opportunity.

“Brother Zhan, just like the Frostbite Ointment, Qingluo hopes to increase production as much as possible and prioritize supply to the soldiers fighting tirelessly on the front lines.”

Lin Qingluo lowered her voice to a whisper: “At the same time, control the sales channels as much as possible to prevent the painkiller from flowing into countries hostile to Fengqi in large quantities, especially Beiming.”

“Brother Zhan understands.”

The word ‘Beiming’ made Luo Zhan’s eyes darken, and a hint of hostility welled up.

“Qingluo, what are you two talking about? Aren’t you going to tell big brother what’s going on?”

Their whispered conversation had attracted Lin Jinyu’s attention. He gazed at Luo Zhan as though his eyes were tangible daggers, filled with chilling presence.

Feeling an instinctive sense of death, Luo Zhan took two steps back, increasing the distance between him and Lin Qingluo.

Lin Qingluo turned her head, meeting her big brother’s gaze with a well-behaved smile, “It’s nothing, just some new medicines, giving them to Brother Zhan to test sell.”

“No need to test, we can directly sign the contract.”

Luo Zhan quickly expressed himself: “I absolutely trust the new drugs developed by little Qingluo. Let’s stick to the old rules, splitting profits sixty-forty, and settle accounts quarterly.”

“Alright, let’s do as Brother Zhan says.”

Lin Qingluo smiled brightly, showing perfect agreement.

“Brother Zhan will draft the contract now.”

Luo Zhan straightened his back and spoke decisively. He walked over to the desk, spread out some papers, and began grinding the ink.

“Brother Zhan, you continue writing. Qingluo will have the maidservant serve tea.”

Lin Qingluo skillfully diverted the topic with a smile, lifted the curtain, and left the study room.

As soon as she left, Luo Zhan immediately noticed that the threat of death had disappeared.

He gave a wry smile and continued to focus on the contract, his pen flying across the paper.

**

Beiming Imperial Palace.

“Oracle?”

“Xinzi, Xinzi, you’ve given me a really big surprise!”

“Your son is more useful than you.”

“Oracle, ha ha ha…”

“With the child of the Oracle, why would I be concerned about the failure of my grand plans!”

King of Beiming, Xia Yan, received the secret report from the Black Wolf Guard. His dark eyes were deep and inscrutable.

“Summon him.”

“I am here.”

The commander of the Black Wolf Guard appeared from the shadows, knelt on one knee, and listened to orders.