As Smith spoke of this, he then suddenly said, “Besides that, there are many things that we have in Western medicine that you don’t have in Eastern medicine! For instance, psychological and mental diseases, viral diseases, immune system diseases such as AIDs, and auto-endocrine system diseases such as hyperthyroidism and hypothyroidism...”At this point, Smith shook his head and laughed as he said, “There are too many similar examples! I will not list them one by one, but in short, I think that it would not be a loss for our people if we refuse to sell and introduce your medicine into our market because we have better options at home!”Liam’s pride and self-esteem were deeply stung because of Smith’s deep pride. He was well aware of Smith’s attitude which appeared to be respectful to the other party on the surface, but in reality, Smith was full of contempt and disdain for Eastern medicine. When Liam saw that Smith was indiscriminately belittling Eastern medicine, he could no
“Otherwise, I’ll leave now!”“I will not return a single penny of your thirty thousand US dollars to you either!”Liam did not expect that there was such a thing in the other party's family, and for a moment, he also felt a little empathy.So, he said apologetically, “Mr. Smith, I’m very sorry to hear such a thing. Can I take the liberty to ask how is your son's condition now?” When Smith heard this question, all of the aggression that he had been feeling just now instantly disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a heartfelt feeling of despair and helplessness.He let out a long sigh and muttered, “Half a month ago, he just received four hundred and seventy thousand US dollars worth of T-cell immunotherapy from Novartis Pharmaceuticals, but with little success...”“Now, his tumor has recurred, and it has spread throughout his body...”“Just three days ago, the largest tumor in his brain compressed his optic nerve and so, he is currently blind...”“The reason why I was late
After saying that, Liam grabbed his suitcase and strode out of the restaurant.At this time, Smith felt as if he had been humiliated.At that moment when he was still in a daze, Liam had already left the restaurant. He looked down at the box of Apothecary Restoration Pill on the table, and he felt so angry in his heart that he threw the box of pills into the garbage as he became consumed by his rage and said, “What kind of f*cking restoration pills are these?! It’s all f*cking bullsh*t! I've spent millions of dollars trying out all kinds of cutting-edge technology to cure my son! Even if the president had cancer, he would never get even more treatment than my son! He cannot even be cured after all these efforts, so how can he be cured by this kind of b*llsh*t Oskian medicine?!” At this point, the public relations person who had been hiding in the back and hadn't come out to disturb the two men hurriedly came out and asked after him, “Mr. Smith, what happened? Is Mr. Weaver
However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly thought of the words that Liam had left behind before leaving. Hence, Smith also questioned himself. ‘What that Oskian man said seems to be right. Why would he have bothered to fly halfway across the world and spend fifty thousand US dollars to come and see me just to tell me a bunch of nonsense?’After hesitating for a moment, he hurriedly turned back around. When he saw that the public relations officer was about to take the trash can away, he hurriedly blurted out, “Don’t move! Put that trash can down!”The public relations officer was surprised and asked, “Mr. Smith... You... What’s the matter with you?” Smith took a big step forward and snatched the trash can from the other man’s hand. He then took the box of Apothecary Restoration Pills out from it, turned around, and left the restaurant with the box of medicine in his hand. At this time, Liam was no longer anywhere to be seen outside the restaurant. Just a minute ago, Li
When cancer reached the end stage, any part of the patient's body may be in danger at any time, and it would subsequently be life-threatening. This was because the entire body system was like an ever-higher stack of building blocks that were already on the verge of collapse and could come crashing down at any moment. What's more, Smith's son was only twelve years old, and his body had long been stretched to the breaking point throughout his years of fighting cancer. In addition, the tumor in his brain was getting bigger, and after his vision and hearing were affected, his emotions were so intense that the doctors had had to give him a sedative. All of these were factors that were speeding up his demise. Smith looked at his son in the hospital bed through the window, and he felt extremely desperate at this moment. He knew that he had lost even after working hard for so many years. Just then, a doctor came up to him and said with a little respect and sympathy,
Smith choked up and asked, “Can he still wake up?” The doctor said, “The dose of the sedation that we had injected him with is very small. If there is nothing unexpected, he should be waking up in another hour or so. Your family can go in to accompany him and spend time with him.” Smith nodded with flushed red eyes. The doctor patted his shoulder and said comfortingly, “You can go in now. I won't bother your family here any longer. Just press the call bell if there’s anything, and I will come over immediately.” “Okay.”With the doctor gone, the ICU, which originally had very high requirements for a sterile environment, was no longer imposing any restrictions. This meant that the patient in the ward had started to go with the flow. Smith took his wife and daughter into the ward. His son, who was lying on the hospital bed, was still unconscious, but it was clear that he was now in a very poor condition, and he looked bloodless, pale, and thin. Smith's wife soon lost con
Two minutes later, Smith returned to the ICU ward with the box of Apothecary Restoration Pills in his hand. As soon as Jenny saw that he truly had a box of pills in his hand, she grabbed it and asked him anxiously, “Is this medicine for oral use? How should it be taken?”“It's for oral use.” Smith said with some hesitation, “However, I really do not know exactly how to consume it. The person who gave me the medicine did not tell me anything.” Jenny took the medicine in her hand and looked at it. She then saw that there were written instructions in English on the back of the medicine box. She looked at the simple line of words on it and said in amazement, “It's just two sentences. It says: Cancer patients, take one pill on an empty stomach every day. You can be cured by taking it consistently every day, and at the same time, it will also help your body to restore your vital energy quickly...” “D*mn it...” Smith cursed and gritted his teeth as he said, “I've never f*ckin
This was because in this country, even when the president comes to power, the last sentence that he would have to say in his inaugural oath of office was ‘God bless America’.Therefore, believing in God was political correctness here. Even if you really did not believe in it, you could not deny its existence. So, Smith was suddenly embarrassed, and he stammered, “God is more of a faith and guidance for us. How can a mere unpatented Oskian medicine be compared with God?!”Jenny said coldly, “I know that there is no God in your heart because you do not believe in God at all!” “No!” It seemed as though Smith had been exposed, and he said in a high-pitched voice, “You know that I go to church with you every week and I pray to God every day. So, how can you say that I do not believe in God?! I just don’t believe in this Oskian medicine!” Jenny responded rather harshly, “Don't think that I don't know that every time you go to church with me, your heart is always very perfunc
While Jacob was feeling delighted after pulling off his con, Raymond had posted details of the bronze sculpture online.The website he was using was the biggest platform for antique collectors and the antique trade where each user could set a favorite tag in the antique category and era. If a user who preferred canvas art pieces of the Tudor dynasty set that label as their favorite, they would immediately be notified with text or desktop notifications in regards to any item with the same label.As medieval bronze sculptures were rare in the first place, most who were interested had already set that label on their favorites and were immediately notified soon after Raymond posted pictures of the bronze sculpture online.The collectors were naturally eager to check it out as gilded sculptures of the medieval era were really rare, and most collectors would go a lifetime without picking one up for their collection.On top of that, the seller had even listed a major flaw and was only ask
"Nope," Jacob chuckled. "We were both working separately and just happened to get back in at the same time."Then, he immediately became smug and excited, "Guess what, dear? I made 200 thousand out of the deal! In net profits!""For real?!" Elaine gaped. "200 thousand in just one night?! That's amazing! How did you do that?"Claire was surprised to hear that too, and she came over to ask, "What deal was it, Dad?"Jacob grinned, "Oh, it's nothing to brag about. It's just that I managed to pick up a nice antique item thanks to my wisdom and then sold it for 200 thousand."Pausing, he then sighed in dismay, "However, the buyer wasn't too rich—I would have squeezed him for 400 thousand, but he couldn't afford more, so I had to settle for less."Elaine quickly exclaimed, "Shit, we're talking about a loss of 200 thousand! People would work a year and still never earn that much…"She trailed off for a moment before asking, "By the way, dear—are we still flying out first thing tomorrow?
Jacob laughed. "Put that issue behind us? Sure, but we're not becoming friends. Hell, I can't even hold a grudge now that you're shit out of luck."Then, his tone changed sharply and suddenly became icy, "But you see, Aurous Hill is not a place you can stay just because you want to. No… After this, you're not going to be able to make a living in the antique trade.""If I were you, I'd be running a thousand miles away, far away from Aurous Hill where no one would know my face to start over. That way, you just might be able to make a living."Raymond simply kept smiling, "You need not be concerned about how I'm going to survive here, Mr. Wilson. I'd be very grateful if you'd cease any form of harassment once you leave my premises."Jacob pursed his lips, staring at Raymond in disappointment. "I'm plenty magnanimous, so I won't stoop to such pettiness. Just do whatever you like!"Clicking his tongue, he huffed, "Tut, tut… And here I'd thought you're tough, but you're just yet another
Raymond chuckled at the title, humble as ever, "The Duke of Wastage? Now, that's quite the royal title, and I don't think I deserve such an honor…"Trailing off, he then made an especially curious look, "By the way, how'd you know they were calling me that?"Seeing that he was still so ignorant, Jacob scoffed. "You bought a Renaissance-era bronze sculpture earlier, didn't you?"Raymond nodded. "I did. But technically, it's medieval and not Renaissance, along with a Renaissance-era base."Jacob clutched his stomach as he laughed, "Oh, please! Medieval? Hahaha… You're killing me, Mr. Cole!"Raymond kept a serious look on his face. "It's really medieval. Why don't you take a look?""No way," Jacob snorted, pursing his lips. "Anyway, word has already spread that someone was selling a counterfeit bronze sculpture to defraud Antique Street for some serious dough. He went first to Vintage Deluxe, but their manager, Mr. Crane, saw through it and didn't buy it… and then he came to you, an
That was why most of the collectors only knew that such an item existed but they did not know in whose possession it was.After registering a new account and paying the ten thousand registration fee, Raymond got in.It was very safe as it was anonymous, and he posted a photo of the bronze sculpture and an announcement with an asking price of twenty million.In his opinion, it wasn't that expensive—if it was still gilded, it would be worth around a hundred million. Without it, it was plenty reasonable to cut the price down to just thirty million.And Raymond was cutting another ten million off that, so twenty million was plenty reasonable.Moreover, medieval bronze sculptures were exceedingly rare, and less than one specimen showed up annually at times. Collectors who desired it would therefore be willing to break the bank for it, and that was why Raymond was sure that someone would put in an order once he posted it.As he wrote the summary of the item, someone knocked on his door
Jacob frowned in disdain. "Why would I be worried? He's no longer the manager of Vintage Deluxe, and he just lost a shit ton of money for messing up his appraisal. I am also the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, so why would I be worried about some loser who will soon be kicked out of Antique Street?"Straightening his collar, he snorted coldly, "I am now going to see Raymond Cole and humiliate him face-to-face! He thinks he's impressive, doesn't he? Let's see how he will keep up that facade!"Zachary chuckled, "Yes, exactly! People like him need to be given a slap in the face! As hard as you can! Don't worry—I'll be right behind you. If he gets physical, I'll rush in to help. If he doesn't dare to start a fight, you just insult him as much as possible!""Good plan!" Jacob nodded since he was concerned that Raymond might get physical when pushed too far.And with his body, there was no way he could beat anyone…Spreading his arms, he exclaimed, "Come! I'l
Mick inspected every video to see who was getting the most views, and he then paid out of his own pocket to use paid advertising to get the video viral.It cost five thousand and it hurt, but reaching the trending page was definitely worth it.Mick was quite shrewd too, making sure that the paid advertising was focused locally. After all, he knew all too well that five thousand didn't buy many clicks, and clicks from elsewhere might be too sporadic to gain any worthwhile attention.As he worked in Antique Street, he naturally had to come up with a plan to promote himself in this place, ideally presenting himself as a master appraiser.That way, his fame would slowly extend throughout the province and perhaps Eastern Oskia, and eventually the country.As such, focusing on Aurous Hill was the best idea.Moreover, he also had another idea—if Jasmine Moore happened to see this video, she would see him in a new light.When that happened, he could look forward to getting really rich!
Soon, the video of Mick's staged act was uploaded to the online group, and everyone eagerly watched it as soon as it was done uploading.Mick certainly set a new bar with his acting as none of them could see that it was an act.Moreover, everyone could see that the bronze sculpture looked like the real deal, and they might have been swindled if it were them.As such, they couldn't help being impressed as Mick had easily seen through Billy's con, and he was the definition of a pro in that video.No matter how Billy had packaged it, there was no tricking real experts like Mick Crane. Just a quick glance and he had seen through that it was a postmodern replica, matched with a base from the Renaissance era to misdirect and beguile.With that, many fellow antique dealers changed their opinion of Mick.After all, Vintage Deluxe's business had been declining after Mick took over as manager, and people were presuming that his skills were lacking.But now, they were all shown that he had
"Amazing, Mr. Crane!""It's Mr. Crane who shines through, in the end! His eyes see through everything!""I guess Miss Moore made the right choice firing Raymond and appointing Mr. Crane! Mr. Crane is infinitely better!"Mick was immediately thrilled to see them fawning over him, and he laughed, "You flatter me—I'm merely sharing my personal perspective on this. In this trade, anyone who knows would understand how hard it is to get the good stuff in this age of technology.""There are plenty of people who hold ulterior motives and change their tactics knowing that there are always those scheming to get their hands on vintage treasures, so they just have to make it. That is how they started making counterfeits of everything, from scrolls to sculptures to statues, each of them so real just to trick those fools who think they could get rich overnight!""Exactly!" Someone promptly agreed. "There's never a lack of any such fools, and I just happened to meet one. I had this piece of jade