Volume One, Chapter 8: The System Shop

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After hearing Yang Feng's words, Ning Qingcheng found herself at a loss for what to say.

As a lawyer, she was well-versed in matters of capital.

Once a pharmaceutical company produced such a drug, it would undoubtedly sell it to patients at exorbitant prices.

The reason drug companies charge high prices has nothing to do with the cost of raw materials.

The main issue is that there is currently no medicine on the market that can treat ALS.

This means that as soon as Yang Feng's drug is produced, it will monopolize the entire market.

No matter how expensive the drug is, patients, desperate to live, would have no choice but to sell everything they own to afford it.

As for Yang Feng, he was just one man.

An individual’s strength could never stand against an entire pharmaceutical corporation.

Once the pharmaceutical company acquired the formula, the power to set prices would lie entirely in their hands.

Yang Feng did not want the poor to die slowly just because they couldn’t afford the medicine.

That was why he began selling the drug even before securing the proper approvals.

His original plan was to save lives first by selling the medicine.

Once he had enough money, he intended to expand production and lower the cost of raw materials.

This way, ordinary people could afford the drug at a reasonable price.

To be honest, someone like Yang Feng was truly one in a million.

Many people who possessed such a formula would have sought to make a fortune.

But from beginning to end, Yang Feng never thought about profiting; he only wanted to save lives.

Although Ning Qingcheng did not agree with Yang Feng’s approach, she could not help but admire him.

Unfortunately, human nature is greedy.

Though Yang Feng saved these patients’ lives, they still believed he had made money off their suffering.

So, in order to get free medicine, they banded together to report Yang Feng.

This filled Ning Qingcheng with a sense of injustice.

“Qingcheng, don’t worry!”

“After this incident, I’ve come to a realization!”

“You can only be a saint once; I will never be a saint again!”

After this ordeal, Yang Feng had completely lost faith in those patients.

At this moment, he had finally let go.

Respect others' fates; do not foolishly try to change the destiny of others!

After chatting with Yang Feng for a while, Ning Qingcheng left.

At present, all the evidence was very unfavorable for Yang Feng.

Especially since so many patients had joined forces to report him.

If Yang Feng wanted to defend himself and prove his innocence, it would be an extremely difficult task.

Now, all Ning Qingcheng could do was try her best to secure a lenient sentence for Yang Feng.

Although Yang Feng had sold a large amount of medicine, he had not made a single penny in profit.

This fact was advantageous for Yang Feng.

Ning Qingcheng could use this to prove that Yang Feng was not selling the drug for profit.

Even if he were convicted, the sentence would likely be light.

Of course, the most critical point was that regardless of whether Yang Feng’s medicine was effective, he was manufacturing without a license.

From a legal standpoint, Yang Feng was guilty of unlicensed production and sale of pharmaceuticals.

If he could just be fined without imprisonment, that would be the best outcome for him.

After Ning Qingcheng left, Yang Feng did not return home.

His house was surely being watched by reporters and even some patients.

If he went home, he would inevitably be harassed.

So he went to a hotel and booked a room.

After entering the room, Yang Feng did not rest.

He closed his eyes and carefully pondered the events of the past two days.

“All of this started because I have the formula for the ALS drug!”

“Someone wants to get their hands on it, which is why they bribed Ma Rongrong to accuse me of selling fake medicine!”

“The key now is to find out who is behind this scheme!”

Yang Feng understood clearly why he had ended up in this predicament.

The root cause was that others wanted his formula.

His drug was a miracle cure for ALS, effective only for that disease.

If mass-produced, it could generate tens of billions, even hundreds of billions in profit annually.

Thus, the profit potential was enormous.

Any pharmaceutical company would be tempted by such wealth.

They would stop at nothing to acquire Yang Feng’s formula.

Yang Feng already suspected someone: Song Jiji, chairman of Changsheng Pharmaceutical Group.

Song had approached Yang Feng many times before, hoping to collaborate on drug production.

But Yang Feng had refused every time.

Since Changsheng Pharmaceutical Group failed to acquire the formula through cooperation, they resorted to this underhanded tactic.

What Yang Feng could not yet grasp was what benefits Changsheng had given Ma Rongrong and the others to make them collude in accusing him.

But none of that mattered anymore.

“If you accuse me of selling fake medicine, then I’ll just sell the formula!”

“Then this so-called fake medicine will officially become an original patented drug.”

“As for whether you survive or not, that’s no longer my concern!”

Previously, Yang Feng had refused to cooperate with pharmaceutical companies because he did not want ordinary people to be priced out of medicine.

But now, his mindset had changed.

Since these patients were heartless, he would no longer feign kindness.

If they were willing to betray him, he had no reason to keep looking out for them.

Even if the drug was sold at a high price later, it was no longer his problem.

After all, he would have already made his fortune!

The most pressing issue now was which pharmaceutical company to sell the formula to.

Whoever it was, it could never be Changsheng Pharmaceutical Group.

No matter how much money they offered, Yang Feng would never sell to them.

As for whether Changsheng could replicate the drug, Yang Feng was not worried.

His formula came from the Medicine King System and was impossible for anyone else to copy.

If Changsheng tried to replicate it, not only would the drug fail to cure, it might even worsen the patients’ conditions.

At this moment, Yang Feng found himself almost looking forward to when Changsheng would attempt to produce the drug.

[System update 96% complete!]

Yang Feng glanced at the system update progress.

He had to admit, the formulas rewarded by the system were incredibly powerful.

He looked forward to what the system might grant him next.

Once the system upgraded successfully, he would receive a new formula.

Upgrading the system was simple: accumulate merit points.

The more lives he saved, the more merit points he earned.

These merit points could be exchanged for goods in the system’s marketplace.

The marketplace had everything imaginable.

If you could think of it, you could exchange for it.

There were even miraculous medicines said to resurrect the dead.

Unfortunately, such divine cures required an astronomical number of merit points.

…

The next morning at seven o’clock.

Yang Feng got up and quickly freshened up.

Then he went to the hotel restaurant for breakfast.

While he was eating, someone suddenly approached.

Seeing the person, he couldn’t help but frown.