Chapter 596 Pharmaceutical Expert
Chapter 596: Pharmaceutical Master
The body of the microscope gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the dim light, and the objective lens and eyepiece were wiped spotlessly clean, obviously being used frequently. It is not difficult to imagine how much its owner cherished it on a daily basis.
Next to the microscope is a peculiarly shaped distillation tower. The tower body is made of glass and metal parts. The glass part is crystal clear, and you can clearly see the intricate condensers and distillation chambers inside.
The metal parts are covered with rust, witnessing the vicissitudes of time. This distillation tower is like a silent giant, standing there quietly, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
Wang Jianguo's gaze slowly moved away from the distillation tower and scanned other corners of the room.
Next to the table stood a tall wooden shelf, which was filled with various bottles and jars arranged in different categories.
He involuntarily took a few steps closer and took a closer look at the glass bottles. He saw that the labels on the bottles all contained chemical raw materials used in synthetic drugs.
There are familiar names such as "aniline". The words on the label are a little blurred due to frequent touching, but its name can still be recognized.
Aniline, as an important organic synthesis raw material, is often used in the preparation of a variety of drugs. Wang Jianguo had heard of its key role in the pharmaceutical field.
There is also "salicylic acid". The white crystals in the bottle flicker faintly in the dim light. It is an essential raw material for making antipyretic and analgesic drugs such as aspirin. Wang Jianguo is well aware of its medicinal value.
Some other bottles were labeled with unfamiliar chemical names, like a string of mysterious codes. Although he didn't know their specific effects, he could guess their important position in the complex chain of drug synthesis.
These bottles and jars are like treasure boxes filled with secrets, carrying the key links in the birth of drugs. They also make Wang Jianguo more curious and awed about the professionalism of the people in the house and the stories hidden behind them.
After he recovered a little, he was still shocked by the microscopes, distillation towers, and the numerous bottles and jars filled with chemical raw materials on the shelves.
His thoughts started running wild, and he thought to himself:
In this black market full of mixed people, could this frail young man named Dou'er, who looked only 14 or 15 years old, be a pharmaceutical expert? At this age, he had such professional pharmaceutical equipment and raw materials, so he was definitely not an ordinary person.
Wang Jianguo knew very well that in the field of medicine, experts were often able to use their superb skills to turn ordinary things into magical things, extracting and synthesizing life-saving medicines from humble raw materials.
If you can get to know such a capable person, it may provide you with a valuable way to deal with sudden medical emergencies or explore more mysteries of drugs in the future.
Thinking of this, he became more determined to find out the truth. He muttered to himself that he must ask clearly later. If this Dou'er really knew how to make medicine, he must get to know him no matter what. Maybe he could save someone from danger someday.
Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts and had no time to think about it anymore, Dou'er had already appeared again silently.
Dou'er was seen holding a small and exquisite brocade box carefully in her hands. The body of the box was embroidered with intricate and mysterious patterns. Under the dim light, it emitted a faint ancient luster, as if telling of the extraordinary things it carried.
Dou'er walked steadily to Wang Jianguo, with a look of caution and expectation in her eyes, and gently handed over the brocade box.
Wang Jianguo quickly came back to his senses, and with a little excitement and curiosity, he reached out to take the brocade box.
He first examined the appearance of the brocade box, then gently stroked the patterns on the surface with his fingers, trying to find some clues from the subtle details.
Then, he took a deep breath and slowly opened the lid. Instantly, a stronger and richer medicinal fragrance came to his face and instantly filled the surrounding air.
Wang Jianguo took a closer look and saw a pill lying quietly in the brocade box. The pill was round and full, with a faint luster on the surface, as if it had been carefully polished by time.
He subconsciously leaned closer to smell it, and the medicinal aroma became stronger and stronger, rushing straight to his forehead. It was indeed a strong medicinal aroma.
The aroma of this medicine is different from the smell of ordinary medicines. It seems to be mixed with the rich fragrance of many precious medicinal materials, and it also reveals a hint of mystery. Wang Jianguo can't help but look forward to the efficacy of this pill, and at the same time he is more curious about the origin of Dou'er's medicine.
Wang Jianguo tightly grasped the brocade box in his hand, his eyes moving back and forth between the quietly lying pill and the childish yet somewhat mysterious Dou'er in front of him. The doubts in his heart grew more and more lush like wild weeds growing wildly in spring.
After hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity. He frowned slightly, his eyes full of inquiry, and asked:
"Did you make this medicine yourself?"
There was a barely perceptible hint of expectation in the voice, as if as long as it was confirmed that the medicine came from Dou'er's hand, it would add some credibility to its efficacy.
Dou'er was originally staring at the ground quietly, but when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as torches, shooting straight at Wang Jianguo. There was no ripple in his eyes, as cold as the surface of a lake in winter.
After a brief eye contact, he curled his lips slightly and said expressionlessly:
"You may have forgotten the rules of the black market. You can leave if you don't want to buy anything."
The tone was flat and stiff, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wang Jianguo's heart hard. Dou'er knew that in this black market, the most taboo thing was to dig deep and reveal too much information.
Everyone in it is like a traveler groping forward in the dark, each guarding his or her own secret that is necessary for survival. Once the defense line is torn apart, the consequences will be disastrous.
Wang Jianguo was speechless for a moment due to this sudden cold response, and his face turned pale and red.
He opened his mouth and tried to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't make a sound.
After a moment of silence, he came to his senses. His unwillingness and worry prompted him to speak again, with a hint of grievance and helplessness in his words:
"I don't know if this medicine is real or fake. What if you lie to me?"
At this moment, he was like a helpless child in an unfamiliar environment, facing unknown drugs and mysterious sellers, full of insecurity.
Upon hearing this, Dou'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly and let out a chuckle, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent room.
He folded his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head slightly, and a hint of subtle cunning flashed in his eyes. He said slowly:
"My brother has brought you back to our nest, are you still worried?"
As he spoke, he pointed around, motioning Wang Jianguo to look at the room full of pharmaceutical equipment and raw materials.
"If it's fake, you can always come to me."