Chapter 1866 — Deeply Angered
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Hearing the affected tone in Wei Zhao's voice, Xu Shilan immediately frowned. In her impression, Wei Zhao was not that sort of frivolous man—he had never even looked her straight in the eye, so how had he come out with such a thing?
So although Xu Shilan was somewhat annoyed, she still reined in her temper and said, "Yes, is there anything you need my help with?"
"Actually, there is one thing..." Wei Zhao caught the displeasure in her voice and immediately composed himself, saying with perfect seriousness, "I've discovered that several of Kang the Divine Physician's pharmaceutical products contain chemical agents, which contradicts their advertising. When the time comes for the press conference, could you help drum up support? With your influence, you'll draw in a great many media outlets."
"Of course I can." Xu Shilan agreed without a second thought. She wondered—had she misjudged Wei Zhao? Had she just been dealing abroad with a rich young man's advances, and grown a little oversensitive?
"Then many thanks. I'll have Lai the Fatso get in touch with you when the time comes," Wei Zhao said.
"All right..." Hearing that Wei Zhao's tone was perfectly normal now, with nothing amiss about it whatsoever, Xu Shilan breathed a sigh of relief.
After ending the call, Wei Zhao went back to studying the weight-loss medicine. With every medicinal ingredient he identified by scent, he wrote it down on the paper, and he did not stop until he had distinguished every single ingredient in the weight-loss medicine!
An ordinary skilled physician could never have managed such a thing, but Wei Zhao had grown up amidst piles of medicinal herbs, and ever since he had cultivated the Xuan Yuan Dragon-Taming Art, his perception of the external world had grown ever more acute. Any herb he had come into contact with was, by and large, unforgettable at a glance—in this respect, even Old Man Wei himself admitted he could not compare!
Still, according to the alchemist's notes left by Zhang Lifeng, this sort of ability was tied to a person's constitution, and one possessed of such uncanny acuity for medicinal ingredients, if he became an alchemist, might well rise to the very pinnacle of the craft!
Even Zhang Lifeng himself had commanded only a portion of such acuity—hardly exceptional—and to guess eight out of ten herbs correctly was already quite remarkable. The hidden You family, naturally, had no such master, or they would never have needed to demand the formula for Wei Zhao's life-extending, toxin-expelling pill in the first place.
Of course, pleased as Wei Zhao was to possess such an ability, his control over alchemical fire was utterly abysmal. To have the gift alone, without the power to command alchemical fire, was as good as wasted effort! No matter how formidable, he could never become an alchemist—at best, an alchemist's attendant boy.
Shaking his head to cast off these impractical notions, Wei Zhao began carefully analyzing the prescription in his hands...
Non-toxic, no side effects, no rebound, no fasting—healthy, natural weight loss. Such was the advertising slogan for Kang the Divine Physician's weight-loss medicine.
But after the lessons of the previous two medicines, Wei Zhao did not believe for a moment that there was no trick hidden in this one!
With these medicines compounded together, Wei Zhao simply could not conceive what effect they were meant to produce. Many of the ingredients, placed side by side, were wholly unrelated—how could they possibly achieve weight loss?
Had Wei Zhao not possessed such strong confidence in his own tongue and nose, he might even have thought he had misidentified some of the ingredients.
Wei Zhao knitted his brows tightly and sat in silent contemplation.
After a long while, Wei Zhao finally opened his eyes, and a look of comprehension surfaced on his face.