Peter chuckled and pulled up a stool, sitting down. "Then I shall await Dr. Qiao's good news."
Qiao Ling took the prescription to the side and placed it on another table for the other Chinese medicine experts to examine.
After everyone had read it, they shook their heads.
"The medicinal ingredients in this prescription are indeed exquisite, but I can't fathom which known prescription it originates from."
"Of course, if it were that easy to guess, would the foreign devil have brought it to trouble us?"
Everyone sighed.
Wang Daomin said, "If this prescription cannot be reproduced, then the plaque of the Chinese Medicine Experts Association will be tarnished! The Sino-Western Medical Exchange Conference hasn't even begun, and they've already thrown down the gauntlet. How can we even face them then?"
The few men listened, their brows furrowed.
Everyone understood the logic, but who could reproduce this prescription?
Zhao Xu said, "I have a Chinese medicine discussion group. I'll take a photo and send it to the group, asking everyone to help find it. Many hands make light work; perhaps we can find its origin."
"Good, hurry!"
Zhao Xu immediately took a photo and sent it to the group, @mentioning everyone to help find the origin.
However, ten minutes passed with no response.
No one knew the origin of this prescription, nor where the Western medical elites had obtained it.
Qiao Ling had a splitting headache.
No way?
The Western medical elites had just deplaned and already delivered such a blow? How could they possibly compete in the upcoming exchange conference? Wouldn't they be at their mercy?
Moreover, they hadn't defeated Qiao Ling and the others using Western medicine.
It was with a Chinese medicine prescription!
The so-called Chinese Medicine Experts Association, if it couldn't even reproduce a single Chinese medicinal prescription, what face did it have to exist?
Might as well disband!
Just as everyone was wracked with worry, Lu Ming leaned forward and took a look.
After reading the prescription, Lu Ming felt like crying and laughing.
No wonder the esteemed experts couldn't guess its origin; it was because Lu Ming himself had created this prescription on the spot back then! How could anyone else know its origin?
Five years ago.
The ten enemy nations formed an allied army and attacked China. Lu Ming, as the Dragon Warlord, led the army in a frontal resistance.
He fought day and night in the Southern Border.
Ultimately, the enemy army was routed!
During this period, some soldiers were severely wounded, and medical supplies were exhausted. Helplessly, Lu Ming had to create a prescription based on some herbs found on the nearby mountains to produce medicine to treat the soldiers.
He never would have imagined.
This hastily created prescription eventually fell into the hands of the Western Medical Elite Association, and they used it to challenge the Chinese medicine experts.
The Western medical elites had likely investigated beforehand and, finding no trace of the prescription's origin anywhere, dared to brazenly present it to the Chinese medicine experts.
Suddenly.
Wang Daomin, employing a bit of slyness, whispered, "Since we can't find the origin anyway, why don't we just make one up?"
Qiao Ling rolled her eyes upon hearing this.
What kind of idea was that?
She said, "Do you all think this prescription truly lacks a second half? Perhaps the Western doctors deliberately hid the latter part! If we fabricate something, and then they produce the second half for comparison, won't we be exposed? Not only will our medical skills be found lacking, but our medical ethics will be even worse, and we'll be picked apart and ridiculed!"
That made sense.
Wang Daomin said sheepishly, "Yes, my consideration was inadequate."
Everyone was helpless.
Given the current situation, it was impossible to reproduce this prescription, and being mocked by the Western doctors was unavoidable.
Peter also saw their predicament and smirked, "This prescription is indeed difficult to reproduce. Dr. Qiao, if you cannot manage it, don't force yourselves. Just return the prescription to me, and I can report back."
Qiao Ling felt annoyed but had no choice.
At this point, she could only admit their lack of skill.
Just as Qiao Ling was about to return the prescription to Peter, Lu Ming suddenly pressed her hand and said with a smile, "This prescription is too simple; what's so difficult about it? I can reproduce it in minutes."
What?
All the doctors were startled.
Lu Ming could reproduce a prescription whose origin none of them could find?
Was he bragging?
Qiao Ling said, "Don't push yourself, and don't just make something up. If they find out it's a fabrication, it will be even more embarrassing!"
Lu Ming chuckled, "Just leave it to me."
Without waiting for Qiao Ling's consent, Lu Ming directly picked up a pen and began writing beneath the prescription.
It had to be said, Lu Ming's handwriting was beautiful.
His writing reflected his character.
Lu Ming's script was restrained yet powerful, neat yet with a sense of lightness.
It was evident that his character was the same.
Soon, Lu Ming finished composing the latter half of the prescription, declaring, "Done!"
He put down his pen.
The doctors, led by Qiao Ling, gathered around to see.
After examining Lu Ming's prescription, they were all stunned.
Because the medicinal herbs used in the prescription written by Lu Ming were all uncommon, and many were even very cheap!
This was understandable; in those circumstances, only cheap herbs were available.
Qiao Ling's brow furrowed. "Lu Ming, is this prescription reliable?"
Lu Ming said faintly, "Reliable or not, don't you have a sense in your hearts after looking at it?"
Qiao Ling read it again and again. Honestly, the prescription was excellent, but its only flaw was that many of the herbs were too common.
It didn't seem like something crafted by a master.
She couldn't help but ask, "Lu Ming, where did you see this prescription? At least tell us its origin, right?"
Lu Ming shrugged. "I'm not boasting about my own wares, but this prescription was created by me. The conditions back then were harsh, and there weren't many good medicinal herbs, so I improvised this prescription."
Ah...
This...
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This prescription was created by Lu Ming? Who would believe that!
Peter had made it clear that the prescription was obtained on the Southern Border battlefield. How could Lu Ming have possibly been there?
Qiao Ling snorted coldly, "Good, very good. I believe this prescription was fabricated by you. However, it was fabricated by you just now! Lu Ming, have you gone mad for attention? Are you using the Chinese Medicine Association's reputation to play games?!"
Regardless, this fabricated 'fake prescription' absolutely could not be given to Peter. Once it was discovered to be fake, the consequences would be unthinkable.
But as fate would have it.
Peter was a shrewd man.
He saw Lu Ming finish writing the prescription and then observed the reactions of Qiao Ling and the others. He guessed that this prescription must have been fabricated on the spot.
How could Peter miss such an opportunity to humiliate Chinese medicine?
He let out a cold laugh and, before Qiao Ling could destroy the 'fake prescription', snatched it away.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the Chinese Medicine Experts Association is truly remarkable, producing a prescription so quickly."
"Come, come, let me see if this prescription is genuine or not."