Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 939 - 0 Magic Potion! (Fourth Update)

"Mr. Ye, I watched the livestream where you treated several patients with severe and rare illnesses. I’m very curious, how exactly did you cure them? Could you share your methods with us? If I remember correctly, I didn’t see you employing traditional Chinese medicine during the treatment."

A female student specializing in Western medicine stood up and boldly voiced the question that had been lingering in her mind.

After the girl raised the question, others chimed in as well. It wasn’t just her; many people had watched Ye Qiu’s livestreamed treatments and shared the same curiosity.

Ye Qiu cleared his throat and spoke in a deep voice: "When dealing with patients’ symptoms, traditional Chinese medicine does tend to work slower. Most of you who watched the livestream were probably wondering, why does my usage of Chinese medicine show such quick effects, right?"

Hearing Ye Qiu’s musings, many people in the audience nodded in agreement. Even among the seated Western medical scholars, some had similar doubts.

"Ahem... Since you’ve asked, I have no problem explaining why Chinese medicine worked instantly in my treatments. It’s because of this!"

Ye Qiu revealed a transparent little bottle filled with liquid.

"What is this?" Many people were puzzled.

"This liquid," he explained, "is essentially a type of Chinese medicinal decoction, but it’s far more concentrated. Unlike regular Chinese medicine decoctions, a single drop of the liquid in this bottle is equivalent to hundreds of kilograms of various supplements."

"The reason I didn’t extensively use traditional Chinese methods during those treatments is that I infused the essence of this medicine through my palm directly into the patient’s body. This caused their immunity to instantly increase by thousands of times. Moreover, this essence can rapidly strengthen cells and inhibit the growth and generation of any pathogens. In fact, an ordinary person only needs to drink one bottle to become nearly immune to illness."

As soon as Ye Qiu said this, the crowd was thrown into an uproar. A highly concentrated Chinese medicinal decoction? Could it truly be as miraculous as Ye Qiu claimed?

"If you don’t believe me, we can perform a live demonstration. Who wants to volunteer?" Ye Qiu glanced at the audience.

At that moment, Luo Ke considered stepping forward but decided against it. He feared Ye Qiu might conduct some embarrassing experiment that would humiliate him, especially in front of such a crowd.

"Mr. Ye, since no one else is volunteering, how about I experience it personally?" At this moment, Emile, the president of France’s medical institution, stood up. As the highest authority in the French medical field, his participation carried tremendous significance.

If anyone else volunteered, even if Ye Qiu’s medicine proved effective, skepticism would remain. But with this representative of the medical community stepping forward, whatever the outcome, it would command genuine credibility.

"Then I’ll trouble President Emile to come up." Ye Qiu gestured, inviting him to the stage.

Emile adjusted his attire and stepped forward. His decision to personally test the medicine stemmed from two reasons: one, his curiosity about the effectiveness of the liquid Ye Qiu had revealed; and two, his interest in experiencing traditional Chinese medicine firsthand.

"Mr. Emile, the experiment is quite simple. Since we’re here to prove the effectiveness of this medicinal liquid, it would be best to do something straightforward." Ye Qiu said, then turned to the audience and asked, "Does anyone have a knife I could borrow?"

"A knife?"

"What does he need a knife for?"

Most people didn’t understand Ye Qiu’s intentions. Eventually, one of Emile’s bodyguards handed over a knife.

"Mr. Emile, you only need to do one thing—use this knife to make a small cut on your finger."

After hearing this, Emile hesitated slightly. Making a cut on himself? He was visibly uncomfortable. But with so many people watching, and since he had volunteered himself, Emile steeled his resolve, took the knife, and made a small incision on his finger.

Immediately, blood began to flow.

"Thank you, Mr. Emile. However, I assure you, I’ll heal it quickly." Ye Qiu smiled and addressed the crowd, "As you can see, Mr. Emile’s finger has been cut. Next, I’ll apply a drop of this liquid to the cut, and you can observe what happens."

Then, Ye Qiu carefully dropped one drop of the medicine onto Emile’s injured finger.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the large screen showing Emile’s finger.

Soon, Emile began to feel a slight itch on the injured area. Within less than a minute, to his amazement, the cut on his finger had fully healed.

The audience erupted into chatter and exclamations. They had just witnessed this miracle with their own eyes. The screen clearly displayed how the finger rapidly repaired itself after just one drop of the medicine—like watching a higher power at work.

"Oh my God, miraculous Chinese medicine, miraculous decoction!" Lina exclaimed. In her eyes, Ye Qiu seemed infinitely charismatic.

The other students were also stunned. After witnessing this, who would dare say Chinese medicine was ineffective or slow? Could there even be a faster treatment than this liquid?

The Western medical scholars in the audience couldn’t stay seated anymore. They rushed to the stage, eager to examine Emile’s finger from up close.

After inspecting his finger repeatedly, a group of ten or so scholars confirmed that the cut made just moments ago had completely healed—there wasn’t even a trace of a scar left.

One Western doctor, skeptical, picked up the knife and made a ten-centimeter-long cut on his own arm, hoping Ye Qiu could replicate the demonstration. Unfazed, Ye Qiu casually grabbed the small bottle and poured a drop of the medicine onto the wound. This time, everyone was watching even more intently.

The moment the liquid touched the wound, the skin along the gash began to knit back together. Within seconds, the injury was gone, leaving only bright-red blood behind. A gentle dab with a cloth revealed perfectly intact skin—completely unblemished!

Incredible!

A miracle!

At that moment, not only were the students ecstatic, even the Western medical scholars on stage looked at Ye Qiu with newfound reverence.

Soon, someone in the crowd couldn’t help but speak up, asking to purchase Ye Qiu’s miraculous medicine.

As one person expressed interest, countless others also voiced their desire to buy it. A medicine that could instantly heal wounds—its potential therapeutic benefits were unthinkable.

This was a groundbreaking achievement in medical history. Such a medicine was priceless, almost deserving of the label "life-saving elixir."

"Ladies and gentlemen, this medicine is not for sale to anyone." Ye Qiu’s words were like a bucket of cold water pouring over the crowd’s enthusiasm.

"However," he continued, "for those present, I’ll give each of you three drops!"

This statement reignited the room’s excitement. Although it was just three drops, it was vastly better than nothing.

"Mr. Emile, here’s a fresh bottle—unopened—just for you." Ye Qiu took out another bottle and handed it to Emile.

Emile gratefully accepted the miraculous medicine, his heart brimming with excitement.

"Mr. Ye, with a medicine this amazing, it has the potential to heal countless patients. Why not consider distributing it globally? This could benefit the entire world!" someone remarked.

Many others echoed the sentiment, urging Ye Qiu to commercialize the liquid.

Ye Qiu raised his hand to signal for silence. The room immediately quieted down as Ye Qiu calmly said, "This medicine won’t remain solely in my possession. In the near future, it will be sold globally through Longjia Company from China. If anyone wishes to purchase it, you can contact Longjia’s board of directors—she’s right here among us."

"The miraculous medicine will be sold by Longjia? Who’s the chairperson of Longjia?"

The audience, unfamiliar with Longjia’s name, turned their eyes to the corner of the auditorium following Ye Qiu’s gesture.

There, Shen Mengchen sat, her face full of shock!