Elixir Supplier

“It works!” Wang Yao stuffed the cork into the bottle.

He went over to Jia Zizai’s body to observe his reaction before stretching out his hand to take his pulse.

“How do you feel?” Wang Yao softly asked.

“Huu, tss, huu.” Jia Zizai felt that even breathing was difficult. If he had any strength left, he would have tried to teach the young man a lesson.

He thought, Damn him! He is using me to test medicine and carry out human experiments. How immoral is that? Did he ask how I felt about it?

With a casual wave of Wang Yao’s hand, the whistle of the wind filled the room and blew out all the fragrance.

Zhong Liuchuan, who was standing in the courtyard, heard the sound in the house and looked back but did not enter. He suddenly smelled a faint fragrance in the yard and felt dizzy. Fortunately, the feeling came and went quickly.

“You can come in now, Liuchuan!” Wang Yao shouted toward the yard from inside the room.

Zhong Liuchuan heard the shout and went in. He saw Jia Zizai collapsed on the ground like a dead dog. “Sir, is he…”

“Ah, I just used him to test medicine.” Wang Yao shook the bottle in his hand. “The efficacy of the medicine looks good.”

“When I was in the courtyard just now, I smelled a faint fragrance and felt dizzy, but I quickly recovered.” Zhong Liuchuan said.

“Ah, that’s this medicine,” Wang Yao said. “You’ve taken my special medicine, so you were able to resist the fragrance. Tie him up. I want to see how long it lasts.”

“Yes, Sir,” Zhong Liuchuan replied.

“Wait a minute, do I still need to be tied up in this state?” Jia Zizai weakly asked.

“Always be prepared so there won’t be trouble,” Wang Yao said. “Alright, Liuchuan look after him. Tell me when you think he looks spirited.”

After they left the room, Zhong Liuchuan asked, “What’s the name of this medicine?”

“What do you think of Shixiang muscle softening powder?” Wang Yao suggested.

“It sounds good, but I seem to have heard it somewhere,” Zhong Liuchuan said.

“Hmm, I don’t want to infringe upon some rights,” Wang Yao said. “What about calling it Cartilage Fragrance?”

The medicine was created through his own fumbling. It mainly relied on the magic of the fragrance from the Xianqiuluo flower.

After sitting in Zhong Liuchuan’s house for a while, Wang Yao returned to his clinic.

…

In southern Xin Jiang, Guo Zhenghe looked out at the streets of the small, remote county town. He had been there for more than a year. He had quickly been promoted from town mayor to county mayor, but he had relied on solid achievements. He hadn’t used his family’s connections.

His phone suddenly rang. After listening a moment, he responded, “Are you certain? Alright, I see. Well done. Continue.”

After he had hung up the phone, his face was calm as he looked out of the window. He sighed deeply. Before long, there was a knock on his door.

He calmly said, “Enter.”

“County Mayor, what you have requested has been done,” the man said.

“Alright, I see,” Guo Zhenghe said. “Go do your work.”

The small county town didn’t have many places for leisure. On a nearby hill, there was a resort. Some villas were built near the hill so as not to destroy the trees and terrain. It had been a project that Guo Zhenghe took charge of after his arrival. At first, he thought of relying on the mountains, greenery, and clear water for the tourism industry, but the data had proven that villas were the right choice.

With the improvement of people’s living standards in recent years, more people began to pay attention to the quality of life and travel. The scenery in the small town was mesmerizing. The forest coverage was impressive, so it was an excellent place to avoid the summer heat. Since the construction of the mountain resort, people in nearby cities often came there. Even more people came in the summer.

Guo Zhenghe took a car to a wooden villa in the mountain resort.

“Hello, Country Mayor,” a man said.

“Where’s the person?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

“In the room,” the man said.

“Don’t allow idle people to disturb me without my orders,” Guo Zhenghe said.

“Understood,” the man replied.

Guo Zhenghe pushed the door and entered the room. A man in his 40s with an ordinary appearance and outfit was inside.

“Hello,” Guo Zhenghe said.

When he saw Guo Zhenghe, the man got up quickly. “Hello, Country Mayor Guo.”

“Please sit, don’t be so nervous,” Guo Zhenghe said. “Why do you want to see me?”

“Well, I’ve been in big trouble recently,” the man said. “After thinking about it, I could only come to you.”

“Big trouble? Your herb planting project has always been the focus of county support, so how can there be big trouble?” Guo Zhenghe asked with a laugh.

The man may have looked ordinary, but he was, in fact, worth a lot. He was a famous herb grower in the county. At the end of the previous year, he applied for a medicinal material processing project. At the same time, he invested nearly $20 million. The project had been listed by Guo Zhenghe as a key concern and project to support for the county government. It was progressing quite well.

“Well, it’s not about the project,” the man said.

“What’s it about?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

The man hesitated for a moment before saying, “I feel that my life is threatened.”

“What?” Guo Zhenghe’s face changed. “Who is it?”

“I don’t know.” The man shook his head. “I’ve been followed recently, and some of the herbs I grow have mysteriously disappeared.”

“Did you call the police?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

“Yes, but it didn’t work,” the man said.

Guo Zhenghe got up and walked a few steps in the room. “Do you have any enemies?”

“No, I’m just an herb grower,” the man said.

“What herbs were lost?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

“They were all medicinal materials like ginseng that were more than 10 years old,” the man said. “They are wild and valuable.”

“Why do you think you’re getting threatened?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

“Hmm, how should I put it?” The man scratched his head. “I feel like I’ve been poisoned by maggots!”

“What?” Guo Zhenghe was stunned.

During his time in power there, he had heard a lot about maggot poisoning. There was a unique culture in southern Xin Jiang. It was very mysterious. Few people had personally seen maggot poisoning, including Guo Zhenghe. Although he often heard about it, he had never seen it.

“Maggot poisoning? Do you have any evidence?” he asked.

“My stomach has felt very unwell the past two days, and I vomited several times,” the man said. “There were worms in the vomit.”

“Insects? Parasites?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

“No, definitely not,” the man said. “There is no parasite like that. Somebody came to me and said that he wanted the mountain I was in charge of and wanted me to transfer it. I didn’t agree at that time.”

“Did he threaten you?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

“No, he just asked me to think about it,” the man said.

Guo Zhenghe thought for a while before asking, “Do you know who he was?”

“I don’t know.” The man shook his head. “Mayor Guo, I’m scared. I’ve asked someone to investigate. Their style is very to that of the Miao Jiang faction.”

“What faction?” Guo Zhenghe asked.

“It’s called the Valley of Thousands of Medicine. The people specialize in planting herbal herbs and making medicines,” the man said.

“Alright, go to the hospital for a checkup,” Guo Zhenghe said. “If you encounter something like that again, call the police.”

He didn’t believe the matter should be managed by him, but he also had to consider how cooperative this man had been since his arrival. The man was a local and trusted by others. Guo Zhenghe had to give the impression to the people below him that he loved his people and spoke for them. Otherwise, they would not want him governing them.

“Yes, I got it,” the man said.

“OK, I’ll tell you a place where you can go if you can’t find out anything in the hospital, but don’t mention my name,” Guo Zhenghe said.