"Cough..." After a slight cough, chuxuan motioned Ye Guanlong to take all kinds of certificates. Ye Guanlong showed all kinds of approval documents one by one.
As soon as the netizens were confused and puzzled, chuxuan didn't sell the key. He said slowly: "I believe you can see that these are all kinds of drug approval documents and marketing documents. From tomorrow morning, these drugs will be sold in major drugstores in Yuhang
Then Chu Xuan put a small blackboard full of the name of the medicine in front of the end. Then he said, "these drugs are all drugs for the treatment of various cancers and incurable diseases. I hope you can help publicize them, so that many patients can know their incurable diseases, and they are no longer the God of death."
The netizens gaped at the words on the small blackboard, and felt that they were floating away in the clouds and the whole body was floating, and they were shocked.
First, astonishment and surprise, followed by excitement and overt joy.
Looking at the simple body, although there is no strong or elegant calligraphy, but in the eyes of netizens, these ordinary and beautiful words are the most beautiful notes in the world.
Each text turns into a butterfly and a clear voice, flying in everyone's heart, beating the most vulnerable and soft part of the heart.
Many netizens who are sick are crying with joy on the keyboard. They look like a child. This is the vent of long-term emotional depression after life is guaranteed.
Some netizens called their relatives and friends to tell them that many cancers had been conquered, and that there would be no more diseases in the world.
Not to mention, their words are very good. The prescription in Chu Xuan's hand can cure 99% of the world's incurable diseases, but he didn't give them all at once.
He is going to produce and sell, which are the most serious diseases in the world. To cure some other rare diseases, he will slowly introduce drugs in the later stage.
Chu Xuan did not know the mood of the netizens, and stopped for a moment. After digesting the shocking news, chuxuan went on to say, "excuse me, tomorrow morning, a press conference will be held in Yuhang, and it will be officially sold at 8:30."
Netizens have issued barrage, said they will take the initiative to help publicity.
Chu Xuan will no longer say anything. He will now start to urge the workers' Congress to produce drugs in batches. At the same time, he needs to constantly exchange some irreplaceable drugs.
He specially prepared a large warehouse for himself. After chatting with netizens for a few words, he went to the warehouse which was classified as first-class secret by himself, and constantly exchanged herbs from the system.
The warehouse was closely protected by his disciples. Although the disciples did not understand why there were so many herbs in the warehouse without any reason, they did not ask.
"I have a magic power of heaven and earth in my sleeve. I have collected these herbs from secret places everywhere, so you should keep them secret and take care of them."
Some things, after all, is to have a reasonable explanation, so Chu Xuan moved out of the sleeve of heaven and earth, as well as the secret realm to deal with the disciples.
Not to mention, his words convinced his disciples, especially Gu Nantian, Wang Hai, and life-threatening scholar. They all had certain knowledge. They had heard about the secret place and heard about the mystery of Chu Xuan, and immediately believed it.