Chapter 292 - Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Health-Preserving Traditional Chinese Medicine (1/2)

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Health-Preserving Traditional Chinese Medicine

[System Prompt: The host can spend 5,000 points to purchase a new production machine.]

Upon hearing the system’s prompt, Chen Yu’s mouth dropped open in astonishment.

Ever since the system had upgraded, accumulating points had become exceedingly difficult for him.

So far, he had only managed to amass a mere ten thousand points or so, and spending five thousand in one go pained him greatly.

However, considering that he could build a production line for medicinal herbs in the shortest time possible, he gritted his teeth and chose to confirm.

Before long, a vast array of mechanical blueprints manifested within his mind.

The machine this time was incredibly complex, involving several core components that, upon assembly, would require a substantial number of points to put together.

Chen Yu didn’t bother with these concerns and immediately contacted Zhang Fan.

Such a complicated machine could only be perfectly constructed by him.

Chen Yu dissected the blueprints and sent them to Zhang Fan, along with the deposit for the machine.

Once these matters were settled, he went straight to the medicinal herb factory’s laboratory.

When the factory first opened, they had recruited some researchers for scientific research, but as the factory expanded, they had discontinued the research projects and laid off the entire department.

Although the laboratory still housed a wealth of experimental equipment, not a single professional was to be found.

Chen Yu inspected the equipment and found that many pieces had rusted and become damaged, necessitating the purchase of new ones.

After tidying up the place, Chen Yu set up an experimental station and took a portion of the previously acquired medicinal herbs to place on it.

It wasn’t long before he manually produced a simple pack of pre-made medicine.

This was a medication specifically for the flu; however, its proper use required following specific medical advice.

After all, every flu was different—if a simple pre-made medicine could cure diseases, there would be no need for doctors in this world.

After preparing the sample medicine packs, Chen Yu sent them to the relevant department for patent application.

Having dealt with these matters, Chen Yu’s biggest problem was sales.

If he wanted to sell his products, he would have to collaborate with doctors, and to a certain extent, that meant cooperating with hospitals.

After arranging things at the factory, Chen Yu hurried to the largest traditional Chinese medicine hospital nearby.

By four in the afternoon, Chen Yu was sitting in the office of the hospital’s dean.

However, upon sitting down, he noticed a large pile of gifts on the desk, which, judging by the labels, seemed to have all come from the island nation.

Among these gifts was even a stack of gold bars.

Chen Yu frowned; such lavish gifts did not seem like something an ordinary person could afford to give.

As he pondered this, he suddenly saw an invitation next to the gifts, signed by San Mu.

Chen Yu recalled the man from the island nation he had seen at Li Song’s home.

It seemed this individual had not given up on promoting his traditional medicine in Suzhou City.

Soon, laughter and cheerful voices came from outside the door as the dean entered the office shoulder to shoulder with San Mu, talking and laughing.

“Mr. San Mu, you are too kind. If your medicine is sold at our hospital, we can guarantee the sales. Besides, these traditional medicines are designed for specific conditions, and even if people are not ill, taking them won’t kill anyone,” said the dean, almost obsequiously.

These sycophantic words made Chen Yu feel sick to his stomach.

He hadn’t expected the dean of this traditional Chinese medicine hospital to be so unprincipled.

Both men were taken aback upon entering the room and seeing Chen Yu.

San Mu tapped his walking stick and stepped forward warmly.