Chapter 87 - Who Was the Fool?
At that moment, Zhou Tong, fearing Jiang Hao's refusal, hastily spoke up again.
“Put it down, and I'll make sure you're happy with the price. How does 100 RMB per pill sound?”
Jiang Hao, upon hearing this and observing Zhou Tong's rosy complexion, grew suspicious of his intentions.
He found himself wavering. Should he hand it over or not?
He was aware that Zhou Tong's family were all medical professionals. It was peculiar that Zhou Tong would have a cold at such a crucial time without his family providing medication.
His greater concern, however, was the possibility of Zhou Tong passing his super cold medicine to his parents for analysis.
If they managed to replicate it, wouldn't he be at a significant loss?
This thought only deepened his reluctance.
Noticing Jiang Hao's indecision, Zhou Tong quickly upped the ante.
“Jiang Hao, if you're not happy with the price, I'm willing to go higher.
What do you say to one thousand yuan per pill?”
In a matter of seconds, Zhou Tong had jacked up the price tenfold, leaving their peers astounded.
“Holy crap, has Zhou Tong lost his mind?” contemporary romance
“Damn, a thousand yuan for just a cold pill?”
“Man, it's true what they say—poverty really does limit our imagination.”
“I wonder if Jiang Hao will take the offer?”
......
Suddenly, all eyes were on Jiang Hao and Zhou Tong as the crowd buzzed with speculation.
But with Zhou Tong's drastic price hike, Jiang Hao's suspicions only grew.
“If only I had medical knowledge at a time like this,” he mused.
“System, do you think he's actually sick?”
Jiang Hao asked offhandedly, not expecting that this simple question would reveal a new feature of the system.
“Ding! Host, this individual does not have any cold virus in their body and is in a state of optimal health!”
“Huh?”
“System, can you diagnose illnesses now?”
“Ding! Host, the system does not possess medical capabilities. This is merely a scanning function.”
In that instant, upon learning that Zhou Tong wasn't actually sick, Jiang Hao's realization was immediate.
Zhou Tong clearly recognized the worth of the super cold medicine and intended to have his parents study it.
With that in mind, there was no way he could sell the super cold medicine.
At that moment, he wore an apologetic look as he addressed Zhou Tong.
“I'm really sorry about that. My mom only bought two pills last time. I ate one a while back, and Teacher Yuan just took the last one!”
Jiang Hao's words hung in the air as Zhou Tong's face, once full of anticipation, suddenly stiffened.
Even the nearby students were taken aback by Jiang Hao's response.
“Seriously, what's up with the scholar-lord's brain? One pill is worth a thousand bucks! If they're out, just buy some more and resell them for a tidy profit!”
“Exactly! It seems even the scholar-lord has his weak spots!”
“Whoa, is Jiang Hao out of his mind?”
......
Jiang Hao's reply left everyone wondering if they had misheard.
Zhou Tong quickly regained his composure, a smile playing on his lips as he turned to Jiang Hao.
“No worries, Jiang Hao. How about you tell me where that pharmacy is, and I'll go pick up a few pills myself at lunchtime?”
The pharmacy was a figment of Jiang Hao's imagination.
As the saying goes, one lie begets a web of lies to cover it up!
Jiang Hao, feigning difficulty, responded.
“Well, my mom purchased the medicine, and I really don't know where she got it from!”
Jiang Hao's persistent refusals raised Zhou Tong's suspicions.
“Could he have seen through my intentions?”
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