Medical business

Chapter-113

Malcolm was surprised that Natasha actually accepted the needles so readily. Was she not going to at least act modest by declining his offer?

"Before I forget, Dr. Shane, since you have a keen eye for valuables. I have something I'd like you to help me evaluate." Natasha requested after accepting the golden needles.

"Oh? What is it? Please let me have a look," Malcolm said confidently.

"Here." Natasha showed him a green pill.

Malcolm took the pill from her and nodded with satisfaction after having a good look at it. "This crystal clear pill has a bright luster to it, and it gives off a distinct fragrance. From the looks of it, it's quite remarkable!"

"What good judgment, Dr. Shane!" Natasha gave him a thumbs up.

"This pill is called Immortunol. It can enhance a person's beauty, promote longevity, and has anti–aging effects. If you're not worried that we've spiked it, you may give it a try, Dr. Shane."

"So what if it's spiked? What fear have I of poison?" Malcolm smiled proudly and swallowed the Immortunol right then and there.

The moment he popped it in, he felt a cool and refreshing sensation enter his bloodstream, reaching his limbs.

For a moment, Malcolm felt a charge running through him. He was instantly rejuvenated as an inexplicable sense of clarity washed through his entire being.

The palpable feeling that all his exhaustion had been swept away caused him to feel much more energized.

And most importantly, it was not just a momentary sensation. After the medical constituents entered his bloodstream, they continued to fuel him with vitality.

He was sure that if the pill was taken for an extended period, it would significantly transform a person.

"Brilliant! This is downright brilliant! It's a treasure in itself!" When he perceived just how exceptional Immortunol was, he had nothing but praise for it.

"Young lady, where did you get this Immortunol from? Do you have more of it? Would it be possible for you to sell me a few?" Malcolm's eyes lit up.

He rarely got so worked up over things, but he really could not hold back his excitement. The effects he experienced from taking Immortunol were amazing!

Even the Vitalitum that Dr. Watkins gave him could not compare to this precious pill!

"Dr. Shane, Immortunol is still in the production stage. We're not ready to sell it to the public yet, but if you like it, I can give you some." Natasha smiled.

"Hahaha! What a generous young lady! If you don't mind me asking, who is the genius who produced it? Immortunol? I would really appreciate it if you could introduce me to him." Malcolm beamed happily.

"Dr. Shane, the brain behind it all is right in front of you." Natasha smiled suggestively.

"Do you mean, Mr. Rhys is the one who produced Immortunol?" Malcolm's eyes widened.

It was important to note that healing skills and producing pharmaceutical products were two different skill sets.

Though they might look like branches from a similar field of study, the fact was that there was a world of difference between the two.

Being adept in medical skills didn't guarantee that one had the skills to produce medicine, and vice versa.

His difference in expertise from Dr. Watkins was the greatest example of that. He was proficient in medical skills, whereas Dr. Watkins was adroit in producing medicine.

It was extremely rare to find someone who was seasoned in both fields, and all the existing masters were at least in their seventies.

To have a youngster in his twenties be so skilled in both fields was unheard of. It was unimaginable!

"I just lucked out and found a prescription formula, that's all." Dustin smiled.

"You're being too modest, Mr. Rhys. Even with a prescription formula, it would be no easy feat to produce. such superb medicine. You have exceptional talent, Mr. Rhys! It's an honor to have met you today, and I'm deeply impressed!" At that, Malcolm bowed deeply to Dustin.

He was so skilled in both treating patients and producing medicine at such a young age. He was truly a genius!

"You flatter me, Dr. Shane." Dustin immediately reached out to hold him up.

"I wonder if you'd be interested in collaborating with us. Dr. Shane?" Natasha asked out of the blue.

"Collaborate? How so?" Malcolm's curiosity was piqued.

"You're a giant in the medical profession, and that makes you a symbol of authority. If you'd be willing to promote Immortunol, I'm sure that it would boost sales." Natasha explained with a smile.

Malcolm had connections, and he was also a person of high importance in the medical industry. To have someone like him endorsing Immortunol would guarantee a steady stream of high–ranking officials and nobility chasing after it.

"You really have a mind for business, young lady. But tell me, why should I agree to it?" Malcolm wasn't one to be fooled.

"As long as you agree to it, not only will we give you Immortunol for free year–round, but you will also get priority supply to it. You've just had a taste of it, you should know very well how effective it is. You'd be saving a lot of lives by agreeing to it. This is an incredibly meritorious and beneficial deed! As someone of your high moral standing and reputation, surely you wouldn't want such a precious treasure to go unnoticed, am I right?" Natasha coaxed persuasively.

"It really does sound like a good deal. Alright, I'll work with you just this once then." Malcolm nodded. thoughtfully.

After all, he had received the ancient manuscript from Dustin. This was the least he could do to repay him.

"Thank you, Dr. Shane! We appreciate it. Oh, Immortunol will be officially launched in two days. Please come and give us some moral support then!" Natasha smiled.

"Sure!" Malcolm agreed heartily, unaware that he had agreed to something that he might regret in the future.

Over in a mansion with a lake view.

"How is it, Mr. Wangley? Do we have the results yet?" Quentin stood up to welcome the white–browed man.

He had lost sleep for the past two days because of Eternumax. After much consideration, the best way out was to join forces with the Hummers'.

"Mr. Harmon, Sir Hummer has agreed to join forces, but only under one condition." The old man picked up a cup of tea and drank it hastily.

"What condition?" Quentin asked impatiently.

"Sir Hummer hopes that you'll take this opportunity to put pressure on Natasha from all sides and force her to step down from her position," Mr. Wangley explained.

"Hahaha! That is exactly what I intend to do!" Quentin laughed aloud.

He had always been overshadowed by Natasha, ever since they were children, so the family had never placed any importance on him.

Now that Eternumax had been lost, the family bore their grudges. If he grabbed hold of this opportunity to recover the family's losses and prove his worth, there was a high chance that he might take over Natasha's position!

"Mr. Harmon, the Hummers' have agreed to join forces, but we still need money to buy Eternumax. How many boxes are you planning to purchase?" Mr. Wangley queried.

*The more the better, of course! Put in all the money we have on hand, and if that's not enough, then go around and borrow some more!" Quentin decided boldly.

"Isn't that a little too risky?" Mr. Wangley doubted his decision.

"How is it risky? We have the market research report for Eternumax, and it shows very promising results! Countless millionaires are after it. So if we stock up on it now and sell it at a high price in the future, we'll surely make a huge profit!" Quentin laughed exuberantly. The return will always be proportionate to the investment made.

By then, his worth would have increased ten to twentyfold. Wouldn't he be the one to call the shots in the family?

Even Natasha Harmon would have to submit to him then!