When Yang Yu left, a slightly tipsy woman sat down next to Cai Zhiqiang, her eyes sowhat blurred as she stared at him, "Hey, little brother, won’t you buy a few drinks?"
Cai Zhiqiang was just bemoaning the fact that he had no one to drink with. The woman seed a few years older than him, but she was undoubtedly attractive.
Under the influence of alcohol, Cai Zhiqiang let loose, "Sure, whatever you want to drink, just order. Let’s drink until we’re drunk!"
Yang Yu imdiately rushed to the headquarters of the Yanhuang Team, where Chou Hongfei casually handed him a docunt, "This is the test report for the genetic drug you brought over. Take a look."
Yang Yu put down the report with a helpless expression, "I haven’t studied much, so I don’t understand these technical data. Just explain it to , will you?"
"Alright then, I’ll make it brief," Chou Hongfei said. "If you occasionally take one or two, this drug can stimulate human potential and hugely increase fighting capacity. However, long-term use will cause mutations in human genes, with unpredictable outcos."
Yang Yu frowned, "So, you an to say that we can’t control whether they turn into a human or a demon over ti?"
"That’s what I an," Chou Hongfei nodded. "The research institute has calculated it; the limit is ten. After ten, the human body will undergo genetic mutations."
After thinking for a while, Yang Yu said to Chou Hongfei, "How about you take my blood for testing too, to see what kind of reaction it has with this drug and the blood of the Witch Clan."
"Hmm, that’s a good idea," Chou Hongfei smiled. "I’m looking forward to seeing the result."
The next morning, the alarm on Cai Zhiqiang’s phone went off.
He groggily reached for his phone, only to touch sothing slippery.
His eyes snapped open, and his face turned exceedingly sour, "I actually... I actually..."
Last night, after having too much to drink, he’d ended up in bed with that woman!
The woman also woke up, her expression sowhat unnatural, "Sorry, I drank too much last night."
"No... no worries..." Both hurriedly dressed themselves, and the woman turned to Cai Zhiqiang saying, "Sir, let’s pretend nothing happened last night, just forget about it."
Cai Zhiqiang couldn’t wish for anything better, nodding repeatedly, "Okay, okay... you don’t want to take responsibility?"
"Take responsibility for what?" The woman gave him a look, "I was just drunk last night. You’re not my type."
Cai Zhiqiang felt incredibly awkward and remained silent.
Young ladies didn’t like him, and neither did older won. His luck was truly bad!
The two hurriedly went their separate ways; Cai Zhiqiang casually called a rideshare, found that private cars were pretty expensive, and opted for a pooled ride instead.
Then, Cai Zhiqiang found himself in the sa car as the woman again.
The atmosphere was sowhat awkward until the woman broke the silence, "Where are you going?"
"Yanjing University," Cai Zhiqiang countered, "and you?"
"Yanjing University." The woman gave Cai Zhiqiang a strange look, "You are..."
"I’m a junior there," Cai Zhiqiang blurted out another question, "What about you?"
"Just returned from abroad, going back to Yanjing University to pursue my PhD," sighed the woman. "Look here, call senior."
Cai Zhiqiang: "..."
At nine o’clock in the morning, the first Xia dical Conference and Xia dical Association Founding eting officially comnced at Yanjing Jinding Hotel.
When Yang Yu arrived at the venue with Yun Wu and Sun Yurou, many people were already there.
Most were middle-aged or older, though there were so young people too. However, the ones mingling over there were the middle-aged and elderly.
"Excuse , sir, you are..."
"I am Jiangnan’s Jiang Yisheng."
"So you are the renowned doctor, Mr. Jiang from Jiangnan, much admired indeed."
"You are..."
"I am Jibei’s Liu Zongheng."
"Doctor Liu, a pleasure to et you."
"So it turns out you are the divine doctor ’Yama Hand.’ eting you today, how fortunate I am!"
A group of people, known and unknown to each other, just gathered together to flatter each other, babbling endlessly.
Yang Yu shook his head secretly. Such was the atmosphere in Xia dical Industry, no wonder these days no one sought dical treatnt from Xia.
Soone noticed Yang Yu too. A middle-aged man asked him, "Why haven’t your elders co?"
"Elders? What do I need elders for?" Yang Yu countered, "I am here to represent myself at this annual eting. Is there a problem?"
The middle-aged man frowned, "Without a master guiding you, you just ca to compete on your own?"
"Not exactly." Yang Yu pointed to Sun Yurou, "I brought my disciple here to compete."
The crowd glanced at Sun Yurou, then back at Yang Yu, their eyes wide with shock, "Aren’t you causing trouble? What dical skill could you possibly have at your age to dare to take on disciples? Misleading the young is a minor issue, but endangering lives is major!"
The young man beside him smirked slyly, "Dad, I think this young man’s intent in bringing a disciple isn’t so innocent, hehehe..."
"Indeed, this young man, really... no words!"
"Who knows whose young girl she is, to be tricked by this guy, sigh."
Yang Yu glanced at the young man, too lazy to waste words with the crowd.
Those with dirty hearts see everything as tainted.
Sun Yihai arrived at the gathering with a young man, and people greeted him, "Hello Mr. Sun Sr."
As Sun Yihai nodded in acknowledgnt to the crowd, he walked towards Yang Yu.
Upon seeing this, Sun Yurou quickly greeted, "Great Uncle, Brother Tang."
"What? She’s actually from the Sun Family?" The crowd then realized sothing was amiss. How could a girl from the Sun Family be duped by a charlatan?
Sun Yihai smiled slightly at Yang Yu, "Mr. Yang, you’ve arrived."
"Yes, Mr. Sun Sr." Yang Yu returned the smile, "I’m the one who aspires to be the president, how could I not co?"
"What? He wants to be the president?"
"Madness, sheer madness!"
"What does he have to qualify? That young girl?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. That Sun Haitang from the Sun Family is a once-in-a-century talent whose dical skill isn’t inferior to the older generations, just lacks experience."
"That young girl beating her Brother Tang? She must possess an imnsely great talent."
Hearing the crowd’s praises, Sun Haitang held his head high, too proud to even glance directly at Yang Yu, let alone his cousin.
"Hehe." Sun Yihai also had a smile on his face, "Mr. Yang, if you personally took action, Haitang certainly wouldn’t stand a chance against you. But relying only on Yu Rou, I really don’t think she stands a chance."
"Whether there’s a chance isn’t determined by words, but by genuine dical skill," Yang Yu was full of confidence. "I believe in my disciple. After all, her master is soone who aspires to be the president."
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