Chapter 818: Each has their own path

It was clear that Shang Shang Tianbao's grandfather was truly formidable, having intimidated all the forces behind Wu Dong, Wang Shuai, and the others with his own strength.

Now, just because he had regained consciousness, the forces behind Wu Dong and Wang Shuai were already unable to cope.

A simple imagination was enough to know that Shang Shang Tianbao's grandfather was absolutely a true god, just a true god who was about to fall at any moment.

Wu Dong gave a bitter smile and said:

"No, it's reached this point, sending him back is useless. Not only is it pointless, it might even trigger a larger war. I went to see that kid the day before yesterday; he's completely ruined, tortured to the point of being mentally slow, and his whole body reeks of feces."

Pausing, Wu Dong continued:

"I had someone inside give him a bath and check him. Good heavens, he's covered in bruises—sigh, don't even mention it, it's simply too miserable to look at."

Before, when Sun Nian mentioned Shang Shang Tianbao, Wang An had already imagined his situation.

Mainly because, given Shang Shang Tianbao's looks—"looks" might not be accurate, it should be his beauty—he was like a peerless beauty in the labor camp.

And for a group of people without humanity, whatever they did to him was probably normal.

One had to know that Wang An had spent half his life in the labor camp in his past life, and he understood the humanity of those people inside all too well.

So what Wu Dong called "completely ruined" was absolutely truly ruined.

Of course, one couldn't rule out that Shang Shang Tianbao's endurance was even stronger than King Goujian of Yue—that is, everything he was showing now was actually an act.

However, in his 30-plus years of labor camp life, Wang An had truly never seen anyone more capable of enduring than King Goujian of Yue; he hadn't seen a single one.

Wang An smiled, and seeing Wu Dong's troubled expression, he joked:

"Brother Wu, didn't you take this opportunity to get involved? Hahahaha."

As he spoke, Wang An burst into laughter.

Wu Dong was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said:

"I get involved? What would I get involved in?"

But immediately after, Wu Dong realized what Wang An meant and couldn't help but laugh and curse:

"Hahahaha, you kid are truly damn rotten to the core. You know quite a lot, actually saying your Brother Wu has a penchant for men. Damn, hahahaha. You are truly damn rotten."

As he spoke, Wu Dong laughed along with Wang An again.

After laughing, Wu Dong said:

"Alright, let's not talk about this. Anyway, knowing it is useless. So, did you come over because of that scar-removal medicine? Is there any progress?"

Wang An smiled:

"Mm, they have already figured out the production method and process. Once the medicine factory is built, we can start production immediately."

Calling it a medicine factory was actually just a small workshop. Mainly because things like scar-removal ointment were actually very simple to make.

You just needed to mix various medicinal powders together, stir them with water to form a paste, and then pour them into small bottles.

Of course, for better results, you also had to bottle a separate flask of high-proof liquor.

As he spoke, Wang An handed the paper Fang Fang Xiuying had given him to Wu Dong. But after Wu Dong took the paper, he didn't even look at it and stuffed it into his pocket, saying:

"I don't understand this stuff, better let someone who does look at it. By the way, the medicine shop clerks you mentioned—it wasn't one, but two. But those two kids have also been arrested by us on some pretext."

As he spoke, Wu Dong handed Wang An a cigarette, then lit one for himself. After lighting them with a lighter, he said with a grave expression:

"Don't even mention it, I didn't know until I investigated, but it scared the hell out of me. These two kids were actually specializing in collecting and selling medicinal prescriptions. And the prescriptions they collected were all for difficult and complicated diseases. They were truly damn talented."

Wang An blinked after hearing this, also full of surprise.

Subconsciously, Wang An pressed:

"If that's the case, then the people doing this work definitely aren't just the two of them, right? There should be a whole gang of them?"

The reason Wang An said this was because no matter what business you do, at the very least, you need an upstream and a downstream.

And prescriptions were a relatively niche thing—mainly because ordinary people don't understand them at all. If you want to sell them for a high price, it's truly not an easy task.

The key is, who among healthy ordinary people would be interested in prescriptions?

Even if someone is sick, if they don't have the corresponding prescription, they wouldn't be interested in other prescriptions!

In short, no matter how formidable a prescription is, it must encounter the corresponding disease to exert its most formidable effect.

And only then can the holder of the prescription truly maximize their profits.

Wu Dong nodded and continued:

"Mm, indeed. They are indeed a large gang, but they are scattered in various places. As for their identity as medicine shop clerks, that was actually true."

After Wu Dong finished, he sighed again:

"Truly, each has their own path! As long as you have enough brains, you can find a way to make money doing anything. If it weren't for them eyeing the scar-removal medicine, who would have known that flipping prescriptions could also make big money? Damn!"

After hearing this, Wang An also curled his lips and sighed:

"Mm, indeed. If all the medicine shop clerks in China were organized together, and they specialized in collecting various prescriptions, and then made medicine based on these prescriptions—damn! Wouldn't that be enough to be wealthier than a nation?"

Wang An highly suspected that many formidable prescriptions in later generations, or even miracle drugs, were controlled by this gang. It's just that in this era, this gang hadn't yet gained momentum.

However, one had to admit that this business of flipping prescriptions was truly not something an ordinary person could do.

After all, there are many ordinary prescriptions; although they can treat diseases, the curative effect is mediocre, and some prescriptions are even useless—eating them or not makes basically no difference.

One must know that good things are always in the hands of a few.

So after hearing Wang An's words, Wu Dong's eyes lit up first, but then he became completely uninterested.

Clearly, Wu Dong also realized that wanting to find formidable prescriptions from various prescriptions was simply not a simple matter.

Besides, traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes the "medicine guide" (catalyst); if the guide is wrong, the medicine is wasted.

Immediately after, Wu Dong said:

"That's perfect, this wealth that could rival a nation belongs to you."

As he spoke, Wu Dong took a stack of papers from the cabinet and handed them to Wang An, then added:

"These are all the prescriptions confiscated from those two clerks' homes. I wish you great wealth! Hahahaha..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 819 =====