Chapter 1403: Chapter 1257: The Regretful Du Family

Ten million?

Even someone like Qiao Yizhen, who doesn’t really care about money, was startled by Ye Qingfeng’s grand gesture—opening his mouth and it’s ten million, he really doesn’t treat money as money.

"No need. As long as I can learn Chinese medicine from you, I don’t need anything else." Qiao Yizhen immediately shook his head. He hadn’t come for money; with his status, making money wasn’t difficult anyway.

"At my age, I’ve got enough for myself. As long as I can help Chinese medicine grow and flourish, I’m perfectly satisfied with everything else."

"Alright, let’s go."

Ye Qingfeng didn’t insist. It was only ten million; whether he took it or not was all the same.

Ye Qingfeng had originally planned to take Qiao Yizhen straight to Yanglong, but at the entrance of a hotel, his Divine Sense picked up Shen Yingluo and Little Yue.

"Shen Yingluo, what are you doing here?"

Ye Qingfeng walked straight over and called out.

"Master?"

The moment she saw Ye Qingfeng, Little Yue cried out happily.

"Ye Qingfeng, you’re in Donglin too?" Shen Yingluo froze for a second, not expecting to run into Ye Qingfeng here.

"Our Yanglong Pharmaceutical’s Spiritual Liquid is about to go on sale, so I’m planning to hold a press conference here in Donglin, and then make this our first stop for selling the Spiritual Liquid."

Ye Qingfeng nodded.

The place Yanglong was in was just too remote. If they started selling there now, probably no one would ever go out to Yanglong.

First they needed to develop Yanglong Pharmaceutical, then build up Yanglong’s reputation. By then, Yanglong’s basic infrastructure would more or less be in place.

At that time, he’d move Huayu Group and Nine Tribulations Group over in a way that pulled the rug out from under everyone, and only then would the great work be considered complete.

Ye Qingfeng was very satisfied in his heart with Shen Yingluo’s arrangement: clear thinking, well‑ordered. Bringing her in to be the general manager of Yanglong Pharmaceutical back then had been a pretty good idea.

"Qiao Yizhen, this is the general manager of Yanglong Pharmaceutical, Shen Yingluo." Ye Qingfeng called Qiao Yizhen over. "This is Qiao Yizhen. From now on, he’ll be the technical advisor for Yanglong Pharmaceutical."

"Qiao Yizhen?" Shen Yingluo was stunned for a moment, then her face immediately lit up with delight. "The Qiao Yizhen of the Chinese medicine world? He’s a towering figure in Chinese medicine!"

Ye Qingfeng was also slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected Shen Yingluo to know Qiao Yizhen; it seemed this guy did have quite a bit of fame.

"You know me?" Qiao Yizhen was also momentarily stunned.

"Of course. We’re a pharmaceutical company—how could we not know a big shot like you? With your joining us, we’ve got public credibility now."

Shen Yingluo said happily.

The Spiritual Liquid that Ye Qingfeng produced was without a doubt extremely powerful: strengthening the body, prolonging life, treating impotence and premature ejaculation, and it could even enhance intelligence.

But these things took time to show effect; they weren’t something you could see all at once. The effects of the Spiritual Liquid were too strong; it sounded like one of those scam health products on the market. Talking about it would only make it even harder for people to believe.

If they had Qiao Yizhen’s reputation as a guarantee, it would undoubtedly make more people choose to believe in the effects of this Spiritual Liquid.

...

For the next few days, Ye Qingfeng stayed at the hotel. Since this was Yanglong Pharmaceutical’s first launch, as the chairman, he could stick around to have a look.

"Divine Doctor Ye, this is the medicine our Yanglong Pharmaceutical is going to launch?" In the hotel room, Qiao Yizhen stared blankly at the rows of glass bottles filled with Spiritual Liquid.

No matter how he looked at it, it didn’t seem like any kind of life‑saving Spiritual Medicine at all; it looked more like ordinary spring water.

"Mm, I refined this specially. The base is in a manor in Yanglong, and it can be produced continuously." Ye Qingfeng nodded.

Produced continuously? Qiao Yizhen felt a bit speechless. The way Ye Qingfeng talked about this Spiritual Liquid, it felt just like ordinary spring water—he didn’t even need to be at the base; he could produce it anytime he wanted.

There was no way for Qiao Yizhen to understand the Spirit Gathering Array that Ye Qingfeng had set up; it was already beyond the scope of his abilities.

"Right, what’s the output volume of this Spiritual Liquid? And what’s the selling price?" Qiao Yizhen asked again.

"About a hundred bottles a day. The price is one hundred thousand per bottle."

Ye Qingfeng said lightly.

Compared to the Spiritual Energy Water, this Spiritual Liquid was even more powerful.

Whatever functions the Spiritual Energy Water had, the Spiritual Liquid had them too, and even more on top of that.

Yet the price was the same as the original pricing of the Nine Tribulations Group.

This was also so that Yanglong could develop more quickly.

"One... one hundred thousand?" Qiao Yizhen was almost scared silly on the spot.

"Senior Qiao Yizhen, you can try it." At this moment, Shen Yingluo smiled and said.

His expression was exactly the same as hers back then—he simply couldn’t believe that a small bottle of spring water could be worth a hundred thousand. But only after she had actually tried it did she understand the value of this spring water.

Qiao Yizhen took a bottle of Spiritual Liquid and took a tentative sip.

The Spiritual Liquid entered his body.

"Hm?"

Qiao Yizhen suddenly froze, stunned. He felt a cool sensation spreading through his entire body. Almost in an instant, his whole body was filled with strength, and he felt more energetic overall.

"And this isn’t even the most incredible part. Ye Qingfeng said this Spiritual Liquid can subtly change one’s constitution and enhance abilities in all aspects, including intelligence. According to him, if someone drank this Spiritual Liquid from childhood, it would be ridiculously easy to cultivate an Olympic champion or a Nobel Prize winner."

Shen Yingluo added, leaving Qiao Yizhen’s heart utterly shaken.

At this moment, for the Du Family, this was without a doubt the most agonizing time.

Qiao Yizhen had left, Snowder had been kicked out by Du Haotian in a fit of rage, and Ye Qingfeng had been driven away by the Du Family’s suspicion.

You could say the Du Family had lifted a stone only to smash their own foot.

And Du Jingsong didn’t have much time left—he could die at any moment.

"Well? Has that Divine Doctor Ye left Donglin City yet?" In the Du Family villa, the moment Du Haotian saw his second brother Du Haoyan walk in, he hurriedly asked.

"He’s still in Donglin, staying at the Yuanmen Hotel." Du Haoyan nodded.

There was still a chance!

Du Haotian let out a breath of relief. The old man could die at any time now. If Ye Qingfeng had already left Donglin, then his father would really be beyond saving.

As long as Divine Doctor Ye was still in Donglin, there was a sliver of hope.

"Bingxin, you’re somewhat familiar with that Divine Doctor Ye, aren’t you? Go to the Yuanmen Hotel and beg him. Otherwise, your grandfather really won’t make it this time."

Du Haotian said in a deep voice, filled with deep regret inside.

If it hadn’t been for that Dr. Snoder brought over by Du Qimei and Pei Wen, they wouldn’t have offended Divine Doctor Ye. But he himself had been too impulsive as well.

"Uncle, it’s useless. I know what Ye Qingfeng is like—aloof and indifferent, very firm in his views. Once he’s decided something, no matter how you plead with him, he won’t change his mind."

Du Bingxin shook her head, feeling quite helpless inside as well. She had gone to great trouble to invite Ye Qingfeng, only for everything to be ruined in an instant.

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