Top-tier Unruly Master

Yan Ruyao could see clearly that Xiao Dao from Asahi Pharmaceutical Factory of Japan had come here just to watch their pharmaceutical factory become a laughingstock. Despite feeling uncomfortable with the arrogance displayed by Xiao Dao and Hao Zhihua, Yan Ruyao could not find any words to defend herself.

Hao Zhihua was even more smug at this moment. "Manager Ding, today I'll see how your factory closes down."

Ding Fan, at this moment, seemed as if he hadn't heard Hao Zhihua at all; he walked straight to the stretcher nearby.

On the stretcher lay a teenage boy with an ashen face, his eyes tightly shut, showing no sign of waking up.

No one present understood what Ding Fan was doing. He observed the boy for a while, then said indifferently, "This boy didn't fall into a coma because of the Stable Calm Pill..."

"Oh come on, you say it isn't so and we should trust you? Do you think you're the President or something? The Stable Calm Pill is your factory's product, of course, you won't admit it was produced by you," said Hao Zhihua on the sidelines.

Xiao Dao snorted softly to one side. "You Huaxia Country people are really something, just a few glances and you can determine that he isn't comatose because of the Stable Calm Pill..."

Although Xiao Dao didn't finish his sentence, everyone there heard him clearly. It was obvious that he was accusing Ding Fan of lying.

At this moment, Yan Ruyao also frowned deeply, not understanding what Ding Fan was planning. Even though she was in cahoots with Ding Fan, she didn't believe that just by looking, he could tell the boy hadn't fallen into a coma because of the Stable Calm Pill.

In Yan Ruyao's eyes, Ding Fan seemed to be showing off.

The reporters hurriedly aimed their cameras at Ding Fan. One female reporter hurriedly asked, "Manager Ding, on what basis do you assert that the boy didn't fall into a coma because of the Stable Calm Pill? Are you trying to disrupt the hearing and escape responsibility?"

Ding Fan looked at the female reporter and said indifferently, "I have a way to prove what I'm saying."

"Prove it? How will you prove it?" The female reporter next to him was taken aback.

Xiao Dao's lips curled slightly. "Manager Ding, you're not thinking of performing an autopsy on this boy, are you..."

Hao Zhihua chimed in from the side. "If you really dissect him, then the boy who's merely feigning death would truly become deceased."

Ding Fan ignored Xiao Dao and Hao Zhihua's snide remarks. He turned to Yan Ruyao and said, "Get me a box of Silver Needles..."

Silver Needles?

Yan Ruyao was startled; could it be that Ding Fan wanted to use Silver Needles to treat the illness?

Ding Fan actually had Silver and Golden Needles in his storage ring, but in front of the cameras, he didn't want to appear too miraculous, so he instructed Yan Ruyao to find them instead.

Seeing that Yan Ruyao hadn't moved, he spoke again, prompting her to hurry off to arrange for the Silver Needles.

As Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical Factory specialized in traditional Chinese medicine, it was not difficult to find a box of Silver Needles. It didn't take long for a box of Silver Needles to be delivered into Ding Fan's hands.

"When did your child take the Stable Calm Pill?" Ding Fan took the Silver Needles and asked the middle-aged woman who had made a scene earlier.

"My... my son took the Stable Calm Pill a week ago," the middle-aged woman said.

A week ago, Yan Ruyao's eyebrows furrowed. A week was far too long; any medication would have been absorbed and expelled from the body by then. It was simply impossible to prove what drug had caused the boy's coma.

Ding Fan neatly arranged the box of Silver Needles and then sat down cross-legged beside the boy.

"If you harm my son, I'll make sure you go to jail!" said the middle-aged woman next to him.

Ding Fan snorted, "Someone does have to go to jail due to today's affair, but it remains to be seen who that person will be..."

Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, the middle-aged woman's eyebrows furrowed and a flash of panic not easily noticed by others crossed her eyes.

"Manager Ding, this child has been comatose, and using needles on him like this could cause even greater harm. In the pharmaceutical industry, we value the compassionate heart of a healer. Can you tell me what you are planning to do? If you act recklessly, I absolutely won't let you proceed with the needling," said Xiao Dao.

Ding Fan responded calmly, "Whether the boy became a vegetable from taking the Stable Calm Pill and falling unconscious is something we would know if we could simply wake him up, wouldn't we?"

For crying out loud! What is this!

Although Ding Fan spoke nonchalantly, the content of his words left everyone present astonished.

The issue of vegetative state is a challenging one for the world, and yet Ding Fan, armed with nothing but a box of Silver Needles, confidently claimed he could awaken the boy.

"Haha, Huaxia people really love to brag. Manager Ding, are you trying to tell everyone that with just a Silver Needle, you can treat a vegetative state?" Xiao Dao said mockingingly.

Ding Fan shook his head slightly. "It's true that one cannot treat a vegetative state with just Silver Needles; they are only an auxiliary tool. The main medicine for treatment is this."

As he spoke, Ding Fan took out a small bottle that clearly read, 'Stable Calm Pill.'

Yan Ruyao was astounded upon seeing it. Stable Calm Pill? To treat a vegetative state? She had been in the pharmaceutical industry for more than just a day or two, yet she had no idea that the Stable Calm Pill had such an effect.

Yan Ruyao was shocked, and so were the workers of Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical Factory gathered around. They had produced this medicine, and it definitely couldn't treat someone in a vegetative state. There was a round of whispers among them as they all wondered what Ding Fan was up to.

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"You're lying! Those tranquilizing pills could never cure a person in a vegetative state!" Hao Zhihua said from the side.

Ding Fan snorted. "What if my tranquilizing pills do cure a person in a vegetative state?"

Hao Zhihua had not expected Ding Fan to ask such a question. After a brief moment of astonishment, her expression turned stern. "If the tranquilizing pills cure a person in a vegetative state, I am willing to crawl three laps around the factory on my knees!"

Hao Zhihua said this with a hint of fierceness in her eyes. "However, what if your tranquilizing pills can't cure heart disease? Then what?"

"The same as what you said will suffice."

"Fine, just don't try to weasel out of the deal when the time comes!" Hao Zhihua said harshly.

That very day, in the meeting room, she didn't know how Ding Fan had done it, but she was sent flying out of the door. Hao Zhihua was someone who always held grudges, and in her eyes, this was the perfect opportunity to get back at Ding Fan.

Hao Zhihua had been in the pharmaceutical factory for a while now. How could those pills possibly cure a person in a vegetative state? She was convinced that Ding Fan would lose. At that moment, she was even looking forward to seeing Ding Fan kneeling and making rounds around the factory.

After Ding Fan and Hao Zhihua made their bet, he didn't waste any more words. He opened a bottle of tranquilizing pills and slowly put a pill into the boy's mouth.

Ding Fan's movements were smooth and precise. The cameraman from the media next to him captured all of Ding Fan's movements without missing a beat.

After Ding Fan fed the pill to the boy, he helped the boy sit up and had someone support him. Then Ding Fan began to insert silver needles into several acupoints on the boy's body.

"Is he capable of waking the boy up?" Xiao Dao, looking at Ding Fan's serious demeanor, started to feel unsure and asked Hao Zhihua in a low voice.

"Mr. Xiao Dao, rest assured, the tranquilizing pills absolutely cannot cure somebody in a vegetative state," Hao Zhihua said with confidence.

Xiao Dao calmed down after hearing this.

Yan Ruyao was also looking at Ding Fan with a tense face.

At the moment, Yan Ruyao was really starting to wonder if Ding Fan was just showing off.

The tranquilizing pills were a fast-acting cardiac medicine. But these pills had no effect on curing someone in a vegetative state.

Yan Ruyao's palms were sweaty with anxiety. If Ding Fan was just showing off, Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical would really be finished. Right then, Yan Ruyao was silently praying for a miracle to happen!

About ten minutes had passed. Ding Fan gently patted the boy's back.

This action seemed natural, but Ding Fan secretly used some True Qi. With Ding Fan's tap, the boy suddenly spewed out a mouthful of filthy blood.

The stench of the blood was overwhelming.

Just as everyone was astonished at what had just happened, the boy slowly opened his eyes.

Although he had just awakened and wasn't yet used to the light around him, the boy's eyes were clear and he looked quite spirited—it was obvious he had come around.

Holy shit! He actually... He actually cured a person in a vegetative state with just one tranquilizing pill.

Yan Ruyao's eyes were wide open, and her mouth was agape; she could have fit an egg in there.

The tranquilizing pills actually cured a person in a vegetative state! Yan Ruyao almost suspected she was dreaming; everything felt too unreal.

At that moment, not just Yan Ruyao, but Xiao Dao too was completely stunned. Surprise was written all over his face as he shook his head slightly.

"How is this possible... How is this possible!"

Hao Zhihua was outright dumbfounded from the side! How did he do that?!

"Director Ding! You've really made Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical proud!"

"Did you all see how amazing our tranquilizing pills are!"

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For a while, the workers from Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical Factory who had been watching the commotion burst into cheers and applause.

"...Dear viewers, the tranquilizing pills actually cured a person in a vegetative state. If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, who would believe it..." The female reporter continued to report in amazement.

Ding Fan looked around at the scene with a calm expression.

Tranquilizing pills couldn't cure someone in a vegetative state; that was just a trick he pulled off on the spur of the moment. In reality, the most important aspects in curing the person in a vegetative state were the True Qi and the silver needles. The pills were nothing more than a diversion created by Ding Fan.

While everyone was in shock and excitement, the boy murmured, "Where... Where am I..."

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