"Fuck." After he couldn't bear the irritability in his heart, he slammed his phone hard on the ground. After smashing it, he quickly opened the drawer and found another private phone, and began to contact his grandfather.

"Don't Garbage No. 1? Or Killer No. 1? Seven patients have died of heart paralysis. How many victims are there?"

"Is it a savior of diabetes or a death note, why do patients die in large numbers?"

"For profit, capitalists have always taken risks and didn't care about their own lives and deaths. Murong Group's magic medicine? Fake medicine that makes money hard."

News similar to the title appeared on social media one after another, and videos of the victim's family cried and reposted all over the world. Murong Pharmaceutical's reputation as the No. 1 Decano No. 1 fell into hell in an instant. All pharmacies removed the No. 1 Decano No. 1, and even a large group of patients who had taken No. 1 Decano No. 1 ran to the door of Murong Group and started to make trouble.

After seeing these news, a French man sitting on the balcony of the hotel room basking in the sun showed a satisfied smile. At this moment, he had returned to Paris, but he knew the situation in China very well.

Or rather, he is the driving force behind everything like this, otherwise why would the news ferment so quickly? This spread speed is very abnormal in itself.

There was also a strong man with bald head and blue eyes in the hotel room. He spoke with a slight sound of tongue and smiled: "It seems that Mr. Leo's plan is going well."

"Of course, my friend, as long as people have power and wisdom, there is nothing they can't do." Leo pointed to his head and smiled: "Just like your marksmanship, as long as you return to Spain, there will be no more powerful gunmen in Spain than you."

Mike, who was praised by him for his shooting skills, showed a satisfied smile. As a member of the organization, he was extremely low-key. Not many people knew about his existence, but his strength was amazing. The so-called Spanish gun king may not even have a chance to shoot in front of him.

If not, he would not be qualified to accompany Leo to China for missions.

"The next plan is simple. After the drug reacts, many people will die in a short time. At that time, it will not only be the one who is damaged, but other Chinese patent medicines will also be greatly impacted. After all, there is no problem with the one in the sugar No. 1 itself, and there is no problem with the Chinese patent medicine. When both are mixed together, there will be problems. At that time, the only choice for the Chinese people is to keep all these things out and then choose our Western medicine. Yes, Western medicine is the crystallization of our wisdom and is given to us by God. Why should we reject God's gift?" Leo began to feel passionately holding the red wine.

This extremely proud man is not only proud of himself, but also proud of everything in his country. How can Chinese patent medicine? Traditional Chinese medicine? Comparison with their Western medicine?

"Yes, if they refuse to get close to God, God will also reject them." Mike gestured a cross on his chest with a solemn look. He was a fanatical Christian.

"So, can you ask you to travel to China and send that Mr. Murong Hai to serve our God? God has everything, but there are no idiots."

"I'm happy."

...

The news of the accident in Mangtang No. 1 was like a nuclear bomb. After the explosion, it also brought about a huge earthquake. The aftermath of the earthquake made the entire Yanjing capital feel it.

For the traditional Chinese medicine industry, the impact of this nuclear bomb is undoubtedly the greatest. When everyone is beginning to unite and want to improve the industry, there is suddenly such a strong negative news. It is easy to imagine how big the influence is.

As the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Huang Tianba naturally got the news at the first time. He was still at Xingchen Club. Xingchen Club was just established in the past two days and there were too many things to be busy with. Even if Huang Tianba wanted to be lazy, especially Xingchen Club planned to work together to do three major projects, each project investment was more than 10 billion yuan, and was jointly created by members of Xingchen Club.

For energy recycling, new energy vehicles and a large-scale real estate project, each project here is expected to return 300%. Although it is difficult, the reward is quite rich. Once done, all participants can get long-term returns.

In addition, the insurance business is also trying to apply for a license. Once this is done, the money needed to be invested is probably more than the previous three projects combined.

After receiving the news that the incident occurred in Mitang No. 1, Huang Tianba, who was originally quite optimistic about Mitang No. 1, could only temporarily withdraw from the meeting and run to deal with the matter. Before his car could be driven back to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, he had already received a call from Ning Yi.

"Brother Huang, come to the department quickly. You should already know about Mitang No. 1. The minister is going to hold a meeting, and you will also notify other comrades from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association." Ning Yi's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Obviously, everyone has realized the importance of the matter. Although the number of deaths reported by the media so far is less than ten, God knows how many victims will be in the future, and this matter is urgent.

"Okay." Huang Tianba said in a low tone and replied with a good word, then stepped on the accelerator and turned the front of the car and headed straight for the Ministry of Health, with a look of anger and tiredness.

Why did the Murong family suddenly make such a big fuss? There is no reason why this Tangerine No. 1 has such a big problem. This is their ace product. Not long after it was launched, it has also obtained a license from the Drug Administration.

But it doesn't matter what this matters. Traditional Chinese medicine must take the blame with the Murong family. It would be better for Chinese patent medicine to open a hole in China to prove itself. Now that this broken thing is solved, it instantly becomes a precarious situation.

At this moment, Huang Tianba only has two words, a headache.

If possible, he wanted to catch Murong Long and Murong Hai, the grandson, first, and beat him up and then find out what was going on.

When Huang Tianba arrived at the Ministry of Health, some people from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association rushed over, and each of them looked grim. When they saw Huang Tianba coming, they hurried up and shouted: "President, what is the situation of this Tangerine No. 1?"

They also came to ask Huang Tianba at the first time not long after they got the information.

Huang Tianba shook his head and said with a dark face: "I don't know either, but you have seen the seriousness of the consequences. Let's go to the meeting first. It is the main thing to overcome difficulties together. Don't let our efforts be squandered by others."

Zhang Jiawen's face turned pale and cursed: "Did a group of bastards in the Murong family have been gnawed by dogs when they were young? Or did they want to have money and face, and dare to sell this kind of drug that kills people? Fucking it is not afraid of opponents like gods, but fear of teammates like pigs."
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