Returned

Everyone thought the orders would skyrocket at a crazy speed.

However!

They only increased slowly, in single digits.

One.

Two.

Three

...

"What's going on?" the reporters whispered among themselves. "Why is it growing so slowly? Even though this specific drug for stomach cancer is a bit expensive, many people cherish their lives. This drug should be facing a buying frenzy."

"I'm curious too. Could something have happened?"

Lin Chang's brows were tightly furrowed.

Why was his heart feeling increasingly uneasy?

Lin Chang frowned and looked at Lin Xuan, who was drinking wine quite leisurely.

Lin Chang couldn't help but wonder.

Could it be that Lin Xuan really pulled some kind of trick?

Lin Xuan noticed Lin Chang looking at him. He raised an eyebrow, picked up his wine glass, made a gesture of toasting Lin Chang, and then tilted his head back, drinking all the wine.

Lin Chang clenched his fists.

The reporters were still discussing.

"From the looks of it, no one is buying Lin Li's company's specific drug for stomach cancer."

"I think so too. There must be some unexpected accident."

"It looks like it will be hard for Lin Li to turn things around using this stomach cancer drug."

Jiang Shuqin also heard the reporters' discussion, and her reaction was intense.

"What do you know?" Jiang Shuqin scolded the reporters. "It has only just started selling. Isn't it completely normal that not many have been sold yet?"

"The stomach cancer drug developed by my Li'er's company is so effective. Those who are afraid of dying will definitely buy it. Why would we worry about not being able to sell this drug?"

Hearing Jiang Shuqin's words, Lin Li's anxious heart relaxed a little.

Jiang Shuqin made sense.

The poor sales must just be because it just launched.

With so many people having made reservations, there must be quite a few who want to buy it.

Perhaps people just don't know that their stomach cancer drug officially launched today.

Thinking this, a wave of uncertainty rose in Lin Li's heart again.

Their company had done ample promotion over the past few days.

Did the public really not know the drug was launching today?

Besides, this was a matter of life and death for them; how could they not pay attention?

In an old person's home.

She had just purchased the stomach cancer drug from Lin Li's company, and a smile appeared on her face.

Wonderful.

With this injection, her husband was finally saved.

Although she didn't have as much as two million to completely cure her husband.

However, the company that developed the drug said that even if late-stage stomach cancer patients didn't have that much money for a full cure, buying this drug could still prolong their lives.

Her husband could live for a few more years.

The old woman's neighbor came over to visit. "Grandma Li, I have good news for you. Grandpa Li is saved," the neighbor said excitedly.

The old woman said, "I know. I've already placed an order for the stomach cancer drug online."

"Online?" The neighbor frowned. "You placed the order online?"

She remembered.

Shangqing University had announced that their specific drug had already been sent to designated hospitals and was not being sold online.

The old woman showed her the purchase page. "I've already placed the order."

"Over a hundred thousand? So expensive?" The neighbor's eyes widened.

"Grandma Li, let me tell you, you bought the wrong one. Hurry up and return this drug."

"Return it? Why? I managed to snatch this up with great difficulty," Grandma Li said with a frown.

Everyone said this drug was very hard to get.

So, as soon as sales opened, she placed an order.

"The drug you bought is from Shengshi Pharmaceutical Company. That company's boss has a bad character. The drug is expensive, and who knows if it even works," the neighbor explained.

"Grandma Li, you should buy the stomach cancer drug developed by the team led by Lin Xuan at Shangqing University. With medical insurance, it only costs thirty thousand yuan a bottle. For Grandpa Li's condition, you'd only need to spend four hundred and eighty thousand to six hundred thousand to completely cure him," the neighbor said.

"Really?" The old woman grabbed the neighbor's hand excitedly.

The neighbor smiled and said, "It's true."

"Look, Shangqing University and Director Liu Fu from the Medical Insurance Bureau are holding a joint press conference. The stomach cancer drug they developed is not only cheap but also amazingly effective."

The neighbor turned on her phone and showed the press conference to the old woman.

Tears shimmered in the old woman's eyes. "That's wonderful, truly wonderful. My husband can get better now."

She only had eight hundred thousand left on hand.

She thought this money would only be enough to prolong her husband's life.

But it turned out it could actually cure him.

"What a great philanthropist."

"Lin Xuan is truly a great philanthropist."

The old woman clasped her hands together, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Similar situations were happening in many places across the country.

At the press conference of Lin Li's company.

Initially, the purchase rate for the stomach cancer drug was still rising in single digits.

When it reached one hundred.

The numbers started to fluctuate up and down.

Obviously, people were already returning their orders.

Lin Li's face turned pale.

What in the world was going on?

The people buying these drugs were either diabetic patients themselves or had family members who were patients. They definitely cherished their lives. How could they, why would they return the goods?

Later on.

The total number of buyers actually dropped back down to single digits.

The reporters all looked puzzled.

"What is going on? Why is this stomach cancer drug selling so poorly?"

"Yeah, this is truly strange."

"Could it be that their product has completely bombed? That the drug they developed actually has no effect? But that's impossible. It hasn't even hit the market yet. If it were to bomb, it would take some time."

Disbelief also appeared on Jiang Shuqin's face.

"Li'er, do you think there's an error in the website's statistics for the number of buyers?"

Hearing Jiang Shuqin's words, Lin Li also felt this was highly likely the reason.

If not for this, he really couldn't think of any other reason.

Could it really be that Lin Xuan had developed a stomach cancer drug that was even cheaper and more effective than his company's?

"That's right, it must be a statistical error! Let me ask," Lin Li said with certainty.

He called the staff in the company's technical department.

"How do you guys do your jobs?"

"Did I hire you to come to the company just to eat and do nothing?"

The technical department staff were completely baffled.

Was there something wrong with the chairman's head?

He just started scolding them right off the bat.

"Chairman, what happened?" a technical staff member asked respectfully.

Lin Li interrogated, "Don't you know there's an error on our website's purchase page?"

"What error?" The staff member was even more confused.

They had just checked it.

There were no issues.

Lin Li gritted his teeth and asked, "You neglect your duties, and you're still being stubborn! Let me ask you, why is there an error in the number of buyers for the stomach cancer drug? It should clearly be thousands or tens of thousands of buyers, but it has forcibly dropped to single digits!"

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