Look at the tiny particles that are poured out of the small bottle. All the patients in the audience were full of hope, and they had taken too many medicines over the years.

Over time, they have developed a habit of being easily deceived.

As those success gurus say, the more hope a person has, the easier it is for him to do unrealistic things, even if it is an ethereal thing, they want to pursue it.

Ye Feng is now a city hero in Binhai City and a famous doctor, although his previous real identity was only a small intern.

But as the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from, and if a person succeeds, then all his previous problems will be ignored.

Trying to convince patients of such a person is almost a matter of course. Therefore, when Ye Feng took out the cough spirit, the people below were already crazy.

In this matter, even if they know that they are guinea pigs, they will swarm to try the medicine, because none of them want to give up the opportunity to live a better life, and in the long run, the disease has already worn down their will.

Ye Feng briefly introduced the side effects of the medicine to them, and asked Miss Etiquette to distribute the pills.

Since these patients have respiratory diseases that are more easily transmitted, they can only use disposable paper cups.

After they finish drinking, these things will be recycled.

At this moment, all the co-founders and foreign guests have their eyes on these seriously ill patients.

As the effectiveness of the pill in the body gradually sets in.

Several of the seriously ill patients were suddenly in a much better condition, and compared to before, these people were not a big deal after being stimulated by the dust in the industrial area, and the more serious conditions such as coughing up blood were not a big deal.

But when they took the pills, no matter how violent the cough was, there would not be a single blood oozing. For a while, all the patients were shocked by the miracle doctor in front of them.

Some people were even ready to kneel down and worship Ye Feng as a god, but he stopped them from doing so.

He doesn't want to be a god, and at the same time, he doesn't want to be a saint, he is just a doctor and it is his duty to cure patients, as for how much profit this thing can make, it is not Ye Feng's consideration at all.

After all the patients got better, Ye Feng deliberately asked the staff to bring the prepared testing methods.

Teams of up to 100 patients were sifted one by one.

Half an hour later, everyone's condition was detected.

By presenting this data on a large screen, everyone present can visually see the changes in the patient's body.

People with severe illness basically solve the hidden danger of coughing up blood, and moderate patients have reduced the degree of infection in the lungs and respiratory tract.

Although the room for decline is not particularly large, compared to the previous treatment, these granular cough pills are basically worth the effect of their treatment for three years.

Several sensual middle-aged women began to cry one after another, muttering in their mouths as they cried. "Doctor Ye, you are really a good person, although I have no ability, but I am also a person who knows how to repay kindness, as long as Dr. Ye has needs, I promise, even if you fight for this old life, you must do it."

"Yes, yes, Dr. Ye's business is our business, no matter what, we agree.

Words of thanks one after another.

In this regard, Ye Feng's face was also full of warm smiles.

In his previous life, he was a doctor, and he was also the kind with particularly high medical skills, so he naturally listened to the words of thanks.

But then again, who doesn't like to have something nice to say, especially in this era of tension between doctors and patients, what a good image it is to have a doctor who satisfies patients.

Under this influence, the attitudes of many people may also change. Waving his hand slightly, Ye Feng responded to everyone's words very humbly.

Then he came to the middle of the stage again, waving the scissors in his hand, and the ribbon-cutting ceremony was truly completed.

At this point, the rising star of Oufeng Pharmaceutical Company is bound to shine on the gray sky of the entire Binhai City, and a monopoly industry will no longer exist.

Some are just a pharmaceutical company that serves the people wholeheartedly, and the price of all commodities is based on the standard that the people can afford to eat, and the efficacy and price will no longer be equated.

In the senior ward of the First People's Hospital of Binhai City.

A middle-aged man, ignoring the nurse's obstruction, smoked a cigar directly in the room, and next to him were a man in crepe and a strong man with a green dragon tattoo.

If Ye Feng was here, he would naturally not be unfamiliar with the identities of the three people, they were Wan Zongnan of the Azure Chamber of Commerce, Wu Xiang, the young master of the Wu family, and Wan Zongnan's good brother Qinglong.

The three of them looked at the hospital bed together, where a young man was playing with his mobile phone, with a handsome face and a more exaggerated pajamas.

Isn't this exactly the heir of the flower family who is nicknamed Hua Dashao?

Browsing the content on the headlines, the young man threw his phone out directly, and scolded loudly: "Damn, this guy's ribbon-cutting ceremony is fake, and the promotion of his new medicine is real."

"We didn't think of that before. Hua Dashao saw Ye Feng appear on the Focus News column as a competitor, and he was naturally angry.

After Wu Xiang threw the phone out, he slowly squatted down and picked it up.

Then he said with a flat face: "Hua Dashao, why are you so angry, this kid is destroying his future."

As soon as these words came out, several people present were stunned.

You must know that Ye Feng's move is obviously a great thing of merit, how did it get into the mouth of this young master of the Wu family, and it turned out to be a cocoon.

In this regard, Qinglong, who has always been outspoken, hurriedly asked, "Young Master Wu, how can you say this."

Hearing this, Wu Xiang looked at several monitoring facilities around him.

He then pulled a black pen out of his pocket.

When the lid of the pen is opened, what appears is not a pen tip for writing, but a black button.

"Boom!" When the black button was pressed, the red light of the monitor suddenly went out.

Along with it, electric lights and other equipment were extinguished.

There is no doubt that this pen-shaped little thing is a contemporary black technology.

After confirming that it was absolutely safe, the young master of the Wu family put this thing back in his pocket and explained what he had just said.

"The medicine he gave to those patients was not curative, at best it was only a relief. ”

"If we use some means at this time to make those people's illnesses worse, Ye Feng will become an out-and-out liar, and everything he does today will only be to lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot, and it will be us who will make a profit at that time.

"Guys, let's take a long-term view. ‘