"Yes, Mr. Su's pharmaceutical attainments are obvious to everyone. If it weren't for Mr. Su, everyone would have died of the plague long ago."
In the crowd, an old man with white hair stood up and said.
As soon as these words came out, they immediately received support from many people.
Although the Heavenly Way of the Ancient Royal City deliberately downplayed the 'plague incident', many people still remembered it.
Under the plague, human life is as fragile as paper.
If Mr. Su hadn't developed the relevant special medicine.
These people.
They have already gone to see the Lord of Hell.
"Of course there is evidence!"
The middle-aged woman saw something was wrong with the situation.
Immediately took out the so-called 'evidence' prepared in advance.
"This is the 'Anxin Jingshen Pill' that the old man took early this morning. He bought it from your store!"
The middle-aged woman was crying while pointing to store No. 8.
"show me!"
Su Chen's expression condensed and he said.
Anxin Jingshen Pill, as the name suggests, has the effect of reassuring and calming the mind.
Even if an elderly person has a poor heart, it is impossible to say that his life will be in danger after taking this medicine.
"Show it to you? I'll ruin it for you later!"
The middle-aged woman looked wary and said.
"Hmph... If you don't show this pill to Mr. Su, how can you prove that this is a fake medicine and that it killed your old man?"
Wang Fugui sneered.
"That's right, you have to show me what's going on with this medicine!"
Su Chen nodded slightly and said.
"Don't be stupid, show the pills to Mr. Su quickly. We are all here. Even if Mr. Su wants to do something, he can't hide it from us."
"Yes, if there is really something wrong with this pill, we will all seek justice for you!"
"If you don't show the evidence now, how can anyone seek justice for you?"< br>
Everyone spoke out one after another.
"Give it to him!"
Among the family members of the deceased, a man with a sad face spoke up.
Su Chen observed carefully that this man's face was somewhat similar to that of the deceased old man.
Obviously, this should be the old man's son.
And the sadness on his face doesn't look like he's pretending, but shows his true feelings.
As for this middle-aged woman.
It looks like crying, but in fact, there is no sadness at all about the death of a loved one.
Therefore, Su Chen dared to conclude that there was definitely something wrong with this middle-aged woman.
"Huh... don't think that your great reputation means you are great. If you dare to destroy our evidence, it will be confirmed that our old man was killed by your fake medicine."
The middle-aged woman glared at Su Chen fiercely.
"Don't worry, if it's really a fake medicine, I'll pay for your life!"
Su Chen's voice was sonorous and powerful, and when it came out, it made everyone's hearts tremble.
"Hmph... human life is priceless, you can't afford to pay for it!"
Although the middle-aged woman said this, in fact, there was deep greed in her eyes.
"You may not believe it, but I still want to tell you clearly that every pill sold by Ninth Avenue is made by me and has my mark on it, so you can tell whether it is genuine or not at a glance."
Su Chen took the so-called 'Anxin Jingshen Pill' from the middle-aged woman's hand, pinched it between two fingers, and showed it to everyone.
"Now, I can tell you clearly that this pill is not a product sold by me on Ninth Avenue."
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around.
"What? These 'Anxin Jingshen Pills' are not sold by Ninth Avenue?"
"this…
...How is this possible? I saw in their hands a receipt from store No. 8!"
"Is it possible that these 'Anxin Jingshen Pills' have been subcontracted?"
Everyone's faces were full of disbelief, he said.
"No, we bought these 'Anxinjingshen Pills' from you, don't try to be a rogue!" ??
A flash of panic flashed deep in the middle-aged woman's eyes, but she quickly calmed down and gritted her teeth.
"As I said, every pill sold on Ninth Avenue has its mark."
Su Chen looked calm and said slowly.
"If you don't believe it, you can take out the elixir you just bought and put it in the sun. You can immediately see that there are many mottled scratches on the elixir."
After hearing this, many people took action.
He took out the elixir he had just bought from his pocket and placed it in the palm of his hand.
When the sun shines down.
On the surface of the elixir, all textures are clearly revealed.
"Ah... it's true. There are really many mottled lines on the surface of the elixir!"
Wang Fugui exclaimed.
Not only him, but everyone watching around him also screamed in shock.
Everyone began to believe what Su Chen said.
"This... what's so special about the lines on the surface of this elixir? I've seen many elixirs have them."
The middle-aged woman had a look of panic on her face, but she still pretended to be calm.
"hehe……"
Su Chen didn't bother to talk nonsense to this woman and directly poured the bottle she handed over.
All the 'Anxin Jingshen Pills' appear in the palm of your hand.
Buzz!
The sun shines down on these pills.
Everyone's eyes flashed and they looked over and found that these pills were calm and smooth.
There isn't a single trace.
Snapped!
beat Face!
A complete slap in the face!
Everything the middle-aged woman said became nonsense.
The so-called old man's death has nothing to do with Mr. Su, Ninth Avenue, or the pills sold here.
Because, the 'Anxin Jingshen Pill' that killed the old man was not produced by Ninth Avenue.
"Slander! This is Chi Guoguo's slander!"
Wang Fugui stood in the crowd and shouted loudly.
"Haha... It turns out that this group of people is really here to cause trouble. Fortunately, Mr. Su was smart and marked every pill he sold."
"People's hearts are evil. If you want to open a store to make money these days, you really can't do it without some means."
"This family is so daring that they dare to blackmail Mr. Su."
"Get out! Get us out of Ninth Avenue! You are not welcome here!"
The people around him shouted loudly.
The eyes of the masses are sharp!
Su Chen used a little trick to prove that these 'Anxin Jingshen Pills' were not pills sold by Ninth Avenue.
In this way, the death of this old man has nothing to do with Ninth Avenue.
"This... I took the wrong medicine. In fact, my old man's death was not..."
The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth and wanted to continue talking.
Snapped!
A loud slap was heard.
The one who beat him was none other than the middle-aged woman’s husband.
He was also the man in linen clothes who looked somewhat similar to the old man.
"That's enough. Isn't it embarrassing enough?"
The man in linen's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face, and he slapped the middle-aged woman.
Turned around and left.
The rest of the family members who caused the trouble all looked miserable and left in a hurry.