CHAPTER 900: CHAPTER 876: ACCOMPLICE

Hao Zhigang gave Jiang Xiaoxiao a thumbs-up.

"Aunt is impressive, with these tactics at hand, who would dare to cause trouble anymore?"

Zhao Weidong stood aside with his people, speechless.

Originally intending to pick faults with them, who knew that they would use methods to expose the old man right from the start.

Leaving him with no avenue to display his expertise.

No one else dared to move.

"I have an old problem with rheumatism in my leg, it’s been over 20 or 30 years. Please take a look for me."

Zhao Weidong had already been contemptuous of the Hao family’s actions when he saw the advertisement.

Not only selling a drug at a sky-high price, but they also dared to make such claims in their advertisement. He couldn’t believe that his chronic ailment, unresponsive to numerous treatments, could be cured here.

He boldly sat down on the chair in front of Jiang Xiaoxiao; he wasn’t pretending.

This was indeed an old ailment of his.

Years ago, to catch criminals, he often remained undercover in the wild.

This illness had thus developed in his body.

Over the years, he had suffered a lot because of this condition.

Although the climate here was like spring all year round, the humidity had caused his joints great distress.

A suspicion of fishing...for complaints!

Jiang Xiaoxiao gestured for Zhao Weidong to roll up his pant leg.

Zhao Weidong rolled up his pant leg, and everyone who saw the knee joint couldn’t help but gasp.

No one expected Zhao Weidong’s rheumatic arthritis to be so severe, with the entire joint swollen and grotesquely deformed.

Especially those comrades who had once fought alongside him; seeing this scene brought tears to their eyes, for who among them didn’t suffer from pain?

That’s why they so resented this advertisement the Hao family put out. If the elixir was really as miraculous as advertised, wouldn’t their suffering diminish?

Who among them didn’t have ailments!

Yet the cheaper elixirs on the market, once consumed, had their efficacy greatly reduced.

The truly effective ones were far beyond their means.

For the sake of peace and justice in West City’s social order, they had sacrificed so much, yet in the end, they couldn’t even afford the medication.

Suffering so many ailments was even worse than the wealthy who flew in.

Spending millions frivolously to buy life-extending drugs, this was their tragedy too.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked, "Your rheumatoid arthritis is very severe, and it’s been at least over 20 years. Moreover, the flare-ups will only get worse. Hao Zhigang, go get a Rheumatism Bone Pain Ointment for this gentleman and apply it to him.

Then have him sit quietly for half an hour."

If someone sincerely came for treatment, she would treat them with sincerity in return.

Zhao Weidong paid 10,000 yuan, and sure enough, Hao Zhigang applied a Rheumatism Bone Pain Ointment on his knee.

It felt very warm when applied.

It was just half an hour.

He sat there to see if the Hao family’s pharmacy could truly have instant effects with their medicine.

Otherwise, don’t blame him for being rude, he would immediately have the Hao family’s pharmacy sealed today, and their license revoked, never to open for business again.

Zhao Weidong moved to the side, when suddenly a car stopped at the entrance of the pharmacy.

Two bodyguard-like figures helped an old man to their front, who was coughing incessantly, so weak that he could barely walk. Yet he still dared to come here.

Jiang Xiaoxiao took one look and understood the old man had whooping cough, his condition evidently dire.

If her judgment wasn’t wrong, the old man even had incontinence issues when coughing now.

Someone from the car retrieved a chair for the old man to slowly sit on.

But the coughing sound never stopped.

Jiang Xiaoxiao wasted no words, directly gesturing for Hao Zhigang to bring out the Cough Suppressant Pill.

"Fetch a glass of warm water and let the old man take this pill."

But even before Hao Zhigang could act, the bodyguards and servants by the old man’s side had already fetched warm water from the car. They helped the old man take the medicine.

"Our master’s fame brought him here. Having heard that your Cough Suppressant Pill is so expensive but claims instant efficacy, the master came specifically. Hopefully, it works as your ads claim; otherwise, your shop won’t be needed, and the Hao family might as well stay confined in Kunlun Mountain forever."

Looking at the white-haired, steward-like figure threatening her, Jiang Xiaoxiao just smiled.

She had heard such words numerous times; having the confidence to advertise meant she was well-prepared and confident.

Five minutes passed, and the old man surprisingly hadn’t coughed once.

Even the steward showed a delighted expression.

Another ten minutes later, the old man, closing his eyes to rest, actually fell asleep and snored softly.

The old steward almost burst into tears, wiping the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

Lately, the master’s coughs had been relentless, day and night, especially worsening at night.

The master hadn’t had a good sleep for a long time, and finally, today he could nap without coughing.

Even if this pill couldn’t eradicate the illness immediately, merely providing the master some relief and reducing the coughing was enough to prove the pill’s worth.

His glance at Jiang Xiaoxiao softened considerably.

At that moment, seven or eight people carried someone inside.

"Make way, make way! Didn’t you claim instant effects? Our patient has had rheumatoid bone pain arthritis for 60 years. Come on, bring out your medicine, we’ve got 10,000 yuan ready."

A few robust men carried an elderly man in, who was in a wheelchair.

His entire leg was incapacitated, so deformed that it was evident just by looking.

The elderly man couldn’t even wear pants anymore; his legs were covered by a blanket, and gently lifting it revealed legs that could hardly be called legs.

Exclamations arose from everyone present.

The old man’s eyes welled with murky tears, having endured such torment for so long.

The one bringing him was his own son, who was usually quite unfilial, leaving him alone in the countryside, with no one caring for him.

Except his grandson, who occasionally sneaked in to visit, bringing food and leaving some money.

For years, he had harbored thoughts of not wanting to live.

But suddenly, one day, his son returned to fetch him, talking about getting treatment.

During the journey, he overheard his sons scheming to use his illness to extort money.

Suffering from this sickness made it advantageous for his son now.

His entire life of being a good person turned into him becoming his sons’ accomplice in his old age.