Well, it's getting cold

Lin Qingyan froze.

This incident had indeed happened.

That child was actually Little Xuan.

She hadn't expected that whether Little Xuan was brought back or not, he would live such a bitter life...

"Second Miss Lin," Lin Xuan said coldly. "From now on, we owe each other nothing. You are on your own. If something like today happens again, I will just stand by and watch."

Lin Xuan strode toward the door.

"Little Xuan."

Looking at Lin Xuan's departing back, Lin Qingyan cried out, "I'm sorry."

"I've let you down."

In the past, she had actually treated Little Xuan like that, even though Little Xuan was so good.

An intense feeling of guilt filled Lin Qingyan's heart.

Lin Xuan's face was cold, and without pausing his steps for even a moment, he left the private room.

Lin Qingyan slumped to the floor.

Her face was pale, and her reddened eyes brimmed with tears.

"Little Xuan, Second Sister regrets it, she really regrets it."

"If Second Sister could have a chance to do it all over again, she would definitely pamper you well."

But what was the use of regretting now?

Now Little Xuan didn't need her anymore, and she couldn't make it up to Little Xuan at all...

Lin Li specially held a press conference.

The reporters were very curious.

"I heard that Lin Li is going to announce some blockbuster news, but I wonder what it is."

"Won't we know once we see?"

"This Lin Li is really like an unkillable cockroach. He's notorious, and he even became a eunuch, yet he can still continue to run a medical company."

It was a pity that he had taken the wrong path.

With such perseverance, what couldn't Lin Li succeed in? He just had to be blind enough to go against Lin Xuan.

Otherwise, Lin Li wouldn't have ended up as a notorious eunuch.

Lin Li sat down on a chair.

"Fellow reporters," Lin Li said into the microphone. "Welcome to the press conference held by our Shengshi Pharmaceuticals."

A reporter couldn't wait to ask, "Lin Li, what is the blockbuster news you mentioned?"

"Yes, hurry up and tell us."

Lin Li smiled and said, "That is, our company has developed a specific drug for treating stomach cancer."

"We have gone through clinical trials, and the specific drug we developed for treating stomach cancer has amazing effects, and it will definitely allow patients to recover."

"One injection costs 120,000 yuan. By taking one injection a month, early-stage stomach cancer can be cured with two to three injections."

"For mid-stage, it can be cured with three to six injections."

"For mid-to-late stage, it can be cured with eight to sixteen injections."

"For late-stage, eighteen to twenty-five injections."

"In short, the more severe it is, the more injections are needed, up to a maximum of twenty-five injections. We can guarantee that no matter how severe the stomach cancer patient is, they can be cured."

"If patients in the mid-to-late stage or late stage do not have enough money, they can also use our injections to alleviate symptoms and prolong their lifespan."

Hearing these numbers, the reporters were full of surprise.

"The price is so expensive?"

For ordinary people, treating this stomach cancer would probably bankrupt them.

Lin Li said, "Fellow reporters, these injections are the result of high costs and a massive amount of time and effort spent by our researchers. If the price is low, we might not even be able to recover our costs, and we still have to research other anti-cancer drugs."

"We can only set this price."

"Rest assured, in the future, if we can find other low-cost materials as substitutes without affecting the efficacy, we will further reduce the cost of the specific drug."

The reporters nodded.

But it was true.

The research and development costs for these specific drugs would not be small.

For a large number of patients with mid-to-late stage and late-stage stomach cancer.

These drugs would be their life-saving medicine.

A reporter said, "Chairman Lin, we heard that at Shangqing University, the medical project led by Lin Xuan is currently researching this specific drug for stomach cancer."

"If they also manage to develop this specific drug for stomach cancer, I'm afraid it will cause a strong impact on your company. What do you think?"

Lin Li replied with a smile, "When running a company, having competition is very normal. I actually hope they can develop the specific drug, and a low-cost one at that, so everyone can afford the medication."

Lin Li sneered in his heart.

Lin Xuan letting a group of students who hadn't even graduated yet research a specific drug was truly a pipe dream.

Even if they were given five years, they might not be able to develop these specific drugs.

And they wanted to snatch food from his bowl.

How ridiculous!

By the time they developed the specific drug, he would have already made a fortune.

The reporter sighed with emotion, "I didn't expect that you, Chairman Lin, would be so considerate of the patients."

Lin Li raised his voice and announced, "Everyone, in just one week, our specific drug will be launched. Please stay tuned."

"We have already launched a website. If anyone wants to buy, they can first register the purchase quantity, name, phone number, and address. When the specific drug is officially launched, they can pay then, and we will give priority shipping to these pre-registered patients or their families."

Under Lin Li's maneuvers.

The specific drug from Lin Li's company made it to the hot search list.

Lin Li's reputation on the internet was also reversed for the first time.

I didn't expect Lin Li to be quite responsible. I couldn't tell.

My dad has late-stage stomach cancer, and the doctor said he only has a month to live. This is great. With this specific drug, my dad's illness can be cured. Lin Li, I apologize for my previous mocking words toward you.

Who can't say pretty words? If the medical project led by Lin Xuan really develops the specific drug and launches it before Lin Li, and Lin Li can still say these words so easily then, only then will I believe that Lin Li is sincere.

The person above, do you really think a specific drug for treating stomach cancer can be developed just by saying so? Hehe, Lin Xuan isn't even from a medical major. He doesn't know shit about medicine! To think he could lead a group of students to develop a specific drug for stomach cancer, you really think too highly of him.

Hey, don't say that. I feel like Lin Xuan might really have some moves up his sleeve.

Lin Xuan also watched Lin Li's medical press conference.

He raised an eyebrow.

The launch of Lin Li's specific drug was actually on the same day as the launch of their specific drug for stomach cancer that was included in medical insurance.

Interesting. Truly interesting.

Lin Xuan curled his lips.

On the day of the press conference, Lin Li's face would definitely look terrible.

Lin Xuan put his phone away.

Now that the weather was turning cold, the Lin family should also be completely finished.

Wait until Lin Li squeezed out all the money from the Lin family.

It would also be time for him to announce the matter of Lin Li killing Jiang Shuqin's child.

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