I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s-Chapter 573 - 572: Limited by Perspective

"Look, isn’t that pear juice the one your student’s parent gave us..." Teacher Qiu’s husband pointed excitedly at the price list on the TV, but his voice abruptly stopped, as if stuck in his throat.

Teacher Qiu had already noticed because the pear juice was at the top, and it was the first thing she saw!

"Am I seeing things, how much is it?!" Teacher Qiu’s husband stared at the TV wide-eyed; the number of digits was correct, three, without a decimal point!

"288!" Teacher Qiu read it out loud. She initially doubted her eyes, but looking at the prices below, 288 seemed cheap; some went directly over 400!

The couple exchanged glances and simultaneously looked at the gift box carelessly placed on the table, with one jar already opened, which Teacher Qiu drank.

Teacher Qiu had a bit of a cough initially, but after drinking the pear juice, her throat felt much cooler, less dry, and itchy, and she hadn’t coughed since.

She even remarked to her husband back then, saying drinking this pear juice seemed quite effective, that after one jar, she didn’t cough anymore. Her husband mentioned it might just be psychological!

But whether it was psychological or she was naturally getting better, a coughing spell that lasted over half a month stopped immediately after one jar. If this remedy indeed worked, the effect was outstanding!

Normally, besides painkillers, no medication takes effect this quickly; even painkillers take ten to twenty minutes.

"Do you think it’s the effect of the remedy?" Teacher Qiu’s husband asked, uncertain.

No one would be stupid; advertising costs a lot of money, so if they dared list the price so openly, they surely have a strategy.

In assuming they aren’t out of their minds, there must be a reason for such high pricing for this remedy; otherwise, after buying it once and finding it ineffective, who would spend so much money again and again to verify its efficacy, unless it was from their own son?

"Cough, cough, cough..."

As they spoke, their son, who was having dinner, coughed twice and then continued eating, oblivious to the world of adults.

Teacher Qiu and her husband exchanged a look, then both focused on their son. He caught the cough from Teacher Qiu and has had it for three or four days. If the remedy works...

"I saw it’s all herbal. It’s better for the child to drink this than take medicine; we can try it." Teacher Qiu suggested.

Her husband hesitated a bit but agreed.

...

In a room in a building outside the Third Ring, Luo Xuhua was also watching this advertisement.

Shao Simin placed all the dishes on the table, then took off her apron and set it aside, pulled out a chair to sit down, her gaze also falling on the advertisement. This wasn’t the first airing; Luo Xuhua had turned on the TV when it first aired.

"This advertisement has no special features at all; it doesn’t even have a celebrity. Whoever made this ad has no experience at all!" Shao Simin critiqued.

Since learning that Beisitian is a major shareholder in Heavenly Blessing, Shao Simin started paying attention to it. She almost laughed when she saw this ad, thinking she could have done better!

Luo Xuhua glanced at his wife, his gaze returning to the TV, "This advertisement was entirely handled by Boss Ma."

Perhaps Beisitian lacks experience, but can Ma Tianlai really say he lacks experience?

From Luo Xuhua’s point of view, that prominently featured price list shouldn’t have appeared, which indicates a huge close-up for a reason. Ma Tianlai is up to something.

When he was just a young man running errands, Ma Tianlai had already begun entering the Mainland market and was already a big boss in many people’s eyes, and that referred only to his business in the Mainland. In Hong Kong, Ma Tianlai is an outright big boss!

Such a person wouldn’t do unnecessary things.

Luo Xuhua glanced at the slightly defiant Shao Simin, feeling he should teach her. Her perspective was still stuck a decade ago, with no progress!

Marriage isn’t child’s play; they already have such a big child, and Shao Simin is wholeheartedly dedicated to him and the family. He can’t divorce his wife over other people’s affairs.

Disappointment is sure; Shao Simin lacks ambition. Since Shenghua Group’s rapid advancement over the years, she’s become quite inflated; this has limited her perspective.

Luo Xuhua planned to talk more with Shao Simin in the future and analyze things with her; this could significantly broaden her perspective.

So Luo Xuhua relayed his thoughts to Shao Simin again, who showed a puzzled expression, "That’s indeed possible; could Boss Ma be preparing for next week’s promotional event?"

Luo Xuhua was initially stunned by her words, then pleasantly surprised, that’s indeed the case!

As long as Shao Simin can listen to him, she’s not beyond saving, and her intelligence is as sharp as before. It’s just affected by her inflated emotions, making her seem a bit silly.

Luo Xuhua liked having someone to discuss things with, and perhaps Shao Simin’s current state was partly his responsibility; he never shared many things with her, and all she saw was Shenghua’s glory.

With Shao Simin’s reminder, Luo Xuhua indeed believed Ma Tianlai’s actions were related to the promotional event.

He’s also received an invitation from Heavenly Blessing; notwithstanding anything else, given it’s Beisitian’s company, he’ll certainly attend. Xudong hasn’t been seen for a long time. Due to the nature of his job, he can’t often be with family, but as an elder brother, he should care when he can.

Yet, Beisitian and Second Uncle and Aunt never seemed to need anyone else’s care. Thinking of that capable sister-in-law, Luo Xuhua gave a wry smile.

The promotional event’s preparations for Heavenly Blessing were in full swing, while in Mrs. Cheng’s courtyard, a gloomy atmosphere prevailed.

Beisitian’s remedy was effective for three to five days, continuously given to Cheng Tianji; while maintaining his basic nutrition, they began treatment for anorexia, as well as organ failure.

Without the maintenance of Beisitian’s talismanic water, Cheng Tianji laid in bed again, relying on others for daily needs, no different from before.

Mrs. Cheng stayed by her son’s bed, constantly checking the time, hoping her husband would return soon with the skilled doctor.

Doctors like Beisitian could produce effective remedies, so the doctor her husband brought back was likely even better; perhaps medicine would cure the disease!

All Mrs. Cheng’s hopes are now pinned on that skilled doctor; in her torment, she finally heard the sounds from the courtyard.