Yan Su, true to his name, approached life with utmost seriousness. He spoke, and in his urgency, was even prepared to stop Chen Xiao from applying the medicine.
But what left him in disbelief was that the moment he touched Chen Xiao's arm, he was horrified to discover that bullet fragments of varying sizes were surfacing from Jun Dao's chest wound where the ointment had been applied, as if the colorless and odorless transparent ointment possessed a magical power to attract shrapnel.
Even more preposterous was that the shrapnel was drawn out without a trace of blood, and the unconscious Jun Dao showed no signs of pain. This meant that the process of the ointment extracting the shrapnel was entirely painless.
"This... this... this this this..."
Yan Su had been practicing medicine for over twenty years, performing thousands of surgeries to remove shrapnel from wounded comrades, and had even improved surgical techniques more than once. He had never imagined shrapnel could be removed in such a manner, and was utterly stunned and speechless:
"Traditional Chinese Medicine... a medicinal paste that can remove shrapnel without injury? Chen... Dr. Chen, what kind of divine elixir are you using? It's simply... it's beyond comprehension!"
He paused, then continued in an even more excited tone:
"If such miraculous TCM ointment were to be widely promoted throughout the army, it could surely save countless young soldiers who might otherwise die from bullet wounds!"
While Yan Su was in shock, the Sumeru Mustard Seed Paste applied to Jun Dao's chest wound had completely absorbed all the bullet fragments, large and small. There were over a hundred pieces, all tightly wrapped by the paste.
Long Aotian witnessed this and found it equally incredible. The color drained from his aged face, which gradually turned red. He eagerly said:
"Dr. Chen, are you willing to sell the Sumeru Mustard Seed Paste for our Northern Border Army to use?"
Before this, Chen Xiao had repeatedly been driven away by the insolent Long Xiaolin from Long Aotian's residence. Besides treating the severely wounded Jun Dao, he actually had another purpose: to attract Long Aotian's attention using the Sumeru Mustard Seed Paste.
Now, it seemed he had succeeded at least halfway. He secretly rejoiced, but showed no outward emotion. Instead, he carefully removed the Sumeru Mustard Seed Paste, now laden with shrapnel, from Jun Dao's chest, reapplied it meticulously, and continued his subtle sales pitch:
"In addition to drawing out shrapnel without injury, the Sumeru Mustard Seed Paste also accelerates wound healing and has excellent pain-relieving effects. It is indeed very suitable for promotion in the military, but..."
He paused, then shifted his tone, feigning difficulty and speaking with a mix of truth and falsehood:
"However, this ointment is a family heirloom. Personal use is not a major issue, but if it were to be widely marketed, obtaining approval from regulatory bodies like the drug administration and commerce departments would likely be very difficult!"
As his words fell, the unconscious Jun Dao slowly regained consciousness, repeatedly stating that he felt no pain at all.
Yan Su was even more shocked and eagerly said:
"Dr. Chen, as long as you are willing to sell the Sumeru Mustard Seed Paste to the Northern Border Army on a long-term basis, the King of Dragons can resolve all the necessary approvals with a single phone call."
"Exactly!"
Fearing Chen Xiao might continue to hesitate, Long Aotian unhesitatingly declared:
"Dr. Chen, let alone mere departmental approvals, if you wish to establish a pharmaceutical company with 'military' in its name, our Northern Border Army will provide unconditional support."
Finally receiving Long Aotian's commitment, Chen Xiao was even more delighted, but still maintained his outward composure. He feigned hesitation for a moment before reluctantly nodding and saying:
"Since everyone trusts me, I will proceed to establish the company as soon as possible."
Excluding the villa in Swan Lake district, valued at over thirty million yuan, belonging to Liu Jinya's family, Chen Xiao had earned nearly ten million yuan in the past few days. He had not spent any of it, intending to find an opportunity to register a pharmaceutical company. After all, only with his own pharmaceutical company could the various priceless and peerless medicinal formulas recorded in the mysterious and profound Golden Formula in his mind be promoted and marketed.
Long Aotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment's thought, he said with concern:
"Dr. Chen, establishing a company should require considerable funds, shouldn't it? May I invest ten million yuan in my personal capacity first?"
The Northern Border Army was not solely under his command, and it would take time to persuade them to invest in Chen Xiao's pharmaceutical company. Chen Xiao had saved him and Jun Dao. He considered the ten million yuan personal investment as his medical fee for Chen Xiao. If the company became profitable, it would be best; even if it incurred losses, he wouldn't mind.
Yan Su and Jun Dao clearly also held high hopes for Chen Xiao's pharmaceutical company. As soon as Long Aotian finished speaking, they both said in unison:
"Dr. Chen, I would like to invest one million yuan!"
Chen Xiao was not surprised by their enthusiasm at all. After a slight pause, he shook his head and said:
"I am not lacking in initial capital. If the three of you are willing, then invest one yuan each. If the Northern Border Army is willing later, they can also invest one yuan!"