Chapter 894: Trouble Encountered with Drug Export

He Yuzhu had originally intended to return to the Mainland to handle some matters, but he suddenly received a call from Lin Wanning, who said she was in Hong Kong and wanted to see him.

He Yuzhu rushed to Lin Wanning's residence. As soon as Lin Wanning saw him, her eyes turned red, and she said, "Zhuzi, something terrible has happened."

He Yuzhu frowned as he looked at her: "Wan Ning, what exactly happened? You called me over in such a rush."

"The Spirit Spring Water you gave me—I used it to formulate a post-operative medicinal liquid according to the recipe, and the results were exceptionally good," Lin Wanning took a deep breath. "I found partner hospitals in Hong Kong, Europe, and North America to conduct clinical trials. Once the results came out, those doctors were stunned; the evaluations were ridiculously high, and several professional journals were chasing us for reports. After the news spread, several multinational pharmaceutical companies sent people directly to my door, offering sky-high prices to buy the formula."

He Yuzhu did not speak, waiting for her to continue.

"I didn't sell," Lin Wanning gritted her teeth. "And then trouble started. They began operating in the shadows, lobbying the FDA to add various pharmacological clinical trial requirements, deliberately dragging out the approval process. Even the local private hospitals we were partnering with started to back out."

He Yuzhu sighed: "I had long expected this day would come, but I didn't think they would act so quickly."

"Do you know what's most infuriating?" Lin Wanning grew more agitated as she spoke. "They labeled my medicinal liquid, claiming it was a 'Huaxia folk remedy with unknown ingredients and hidden, unknown toxic side effects.' There are also a bunch of pharmaceutical companies that preemptively registered patents for the relevant sub-ingredients, and now they are suing us over patent rights."

After hearing this, He Yuzhu laughed instead: "That is the nature of robbers. To be honest, I don't know much about your industry. What do you want to do? How do you need me to cooperate?"

Lin Wanning shook her head, her voice filled with exhaustion: "I've been running hospitals for all these years; I really didn't expect to encounter so much trouble from inventing a patented drug. Zhuzi, help me think of a way."

"Since these pharmaceutical companies are all building factories in the Mainland, why don't you focus on the Mainland market first?" He Yuzhu thought for a moment. "Once the whole world knows your product is effective, you can then turn around and sell it to them."

"That would lengthen the cycle," Lin Wanning frowned. "Capital will be tight."

"Although I didn't make a huge fortune in the stock market this time," He Yuzhu smiled, "supporting you is no problem at all."

Lin Wanning looked at him: "You've always had a way; help me think, how can I truly push this medicinal liquid into the market?"

He Yuzhu pondered for a moment: "I do have a way, but this 'advertising' will be quite expensive; you'll have to weigh whether it's worth it."

Lin Wanning's eyes lit up instantly: "You mean... saving some people who are about to die? Just like how you saved Liu Siman back then, using the magical medicinal water?"

"Smart," He Yuzhu nodded. "This time I will give you a few bottles of concentrated Spirit Spring Water, specifically to save those who are certain to die. It would be best if they are people of high reputation."

Lin Wanning hugged him: "I knew you would have a way!"

"But Wan Ning, listen to me," He Yuzhu said seriously. "This time, when you advertise, go big; don't be afraid to spend money. Doing this has two benefits: First, it raises the profile of your hospital. Those tycoons and celebrities, as long as they know you can cure illnesses others can't, will spare no cost to come to your door. Second, once your reputation is established, you won't have to worry even if Europe and America refuse to approve your entry into their markets—the black market will come to you on its own. By then, you won't be able to collect the money fast enough."

Lin Wanning was still somewhat uneasy: "Zhuzi, do you really think this medicinal water can have the effect of bringing the dead back to life?"

"Jiang Mei judged that Liu Siman's mortality rate was as high as seventy percent at the time," He Yuzhu said unhurriedly. "But after she finished the surgery and drank the medicinal water, she was basically fully recovered in a few days."

"Okay," Lin Wanning made up her mind. "I'll start using all my resources to promote it tomorrow. Actually, there's no need to go to Europe or America; just the rich and famous in Hong Kong are enough."

"But don't make promises you can't keep," He Yuzhu reminded her. "Leave yourself some room."

"How much does this bottle of concentrated Spirit Spring Water cost?" Lin Wanning suddenly asked.

"A ton of gold."

After hearing this, Lin Wanning felt a sharp pang of heartache: "That's too expensive... can half a bottle save a person too?"

"I'm not a professional in this regard," He Yuzhu spread his hands. "You take half a bottle and try it first. As for how to use it specifically, I'm not a doctor, so I can't say for sure."

Lin Wanning was happy all of a sudden: "How long are you staying in Hong Kong? I hope you can personally oversee this matter."

He Yuzhu smiled: "Fine, I'll stay a few more days and help you here."

Three days later, major newspapers in Hong Kong were flooded with news about Lin Wanning's magical medicinal water—there were formal interviews, professional reports, and all sorts of gossip.

For the next period of time, Hong Kong's newspapers, especially those professional medical journals, began to publish endless reports introducing this magical medicinal water invented by Lin Wanning.

Once the money was spent, interviews naturally poured in, and they even opened a special column.

At first, many people called to inquire, and it wasn't just out of curiosity—Lin Wanning's private hospital already had a prestigious reputation in Hong Kong, with thirty or forty years of medical records and word-of-mouth to back it up. Although this promotion was somewhat exaggerated, everyone was generally willing to believe it.

After a round of hype, the target person finally appeared.

Li Wanshan, seventy-two years old, a veteran Hong Kong real estate developer and entertainment tycoon.

This man was a legend. He started as a dock worker in his early years, spent time in gangs, and after saving up capital, he threw himself into real estate, just in time to catch the golden age of Hong Kong's real estate boom. After making his fortune, he ventured into the entertainment industry; he was naturally flirtatious and, even in his sixties, had been linked to many Hong Kong female stars, making his fame terrifyingly high.

Despite his lively private life, his family fortune remained substantial, sitting on billions of Hong Kong Dollars.

His illness was late-stage complex liver and kidney failure. Major hospitals in Hong Kong held a general consultation, but no one dared to perform the surgery.

Lying in his hospital bed, Li Wanshan saw the news in the papers and insisted on trying Lin Wanning's medicinal water.

His son and daughter both strongly opposed it. But Li Wanshan was stubborn; he directly threatened his lawyer—if they didn't let him try this medicine, he would donate all his money to charity, and his children wouldn't get a single cent.

The two children had no choice but to bite the bullet and approach Lin Wanning.

Lin Wanning received the medical records, flipped through them for a long time, and didn't say a word.

Based on her surgical skills, she was already considered top-tier in Hong Kong. She knew in her heart that this kind of surgery would most likely result in an aortic rupture and massive hemorrhage, with a mortality rate exceeding ninety percent.

She hesitated for a long time before calling He Yuzhu over: "Zhuzi, tell me the truth, this surgery... how much effect can your Spirit Spring Water really have?"

He Yuzhu answered very crisply: "I can't guarantee anything else, but during your surgery, he definitely won't die."

Only then did Lin Wanning gain confidence.

Li Wanshan was actually quite open-minded.

Lying in his hospital bed, he looked at Lin Wanning and smiled: "Dr. Lin, I've heard much about you. I've long wanted to seek your medical advice, but you were always over in the Mainland, and I couldn't find you. Don't worry, I know my own condition; I only have a month left to live. I also know that your medicine encountered trouble when it went overseas to Europe and America. Even if your medicine can't save me, I've already instructed my lawyer; I will never hold you responsible. But if you really do cure me—" he paused, "I won't do anything else for the rest of my life but go everywhere to promote the effectiveness of your medicine. If Heaven gives me another twenty years, I would rather sell all my family assets to help you push this medicine to the whole world."

Lin Wanning made the decision on the spot: the surgery would be performed immediately, and she would invite reporters to be present.

In fact, there was no need to invite them—those reporters had long since caught wind of the news and had come on their own.