After finishing the meal, Zhou Qiaoqiao was surprised to find that the wound on her finger had completely disappeared.
If it weren’t for the sight of the discarded tissues in the trash bin, which she had initially used to wipe the blood off the floor, she might have even thought that the entire incident of cutting her finger was just a dream.
“There’s really no scar on my hand!” Zhou Qiaoqiao excitedly stretched out her hand.
Hearing this, Xu Mo instinctively glanced at Zhou Qiaoqiao’s injured hand and noticed that, just as she had said, the wound was gone.
In just the time it took to finish a meal, the wound had completely healed, leaving no trace of a scar.
Even though the cut on Zhou Qiaoqiao’s finger wasn’t deep and couldn’t be considered a serious injury, the speed of its healing was still astonishing.
The fact that the wound had healed completely in such a short time was a testament to the extraordinary potency of the Golden Wound Pill that the system had rewarded Xu Mo.
Under normal circumstances, a cut on the finger would take at least three to five days to heal completely. Yet, the Golden Wound Pill had reduced that healing time to just half an hour.
Of course, the most impressive part wasn’t just the shortened healing time, but the fact that it left no scar—none at all!
“There really isn’t… Xu Mo, what kind of miracle cure is that? It’s so effective!”
“Do you have the formula for that pill?” An Youyi, with her sharp business sense, looked at Xu Mo. “This is a business opportunity. There’s currently no scar-removing drug on the market. If we launch this product now, we could make a lot of money.”
In just that short moment, An Youyi had already thought of numerous potential applications for this drug.
“The formula… I don’t have it.”
Xu Mo shook his head.
The system had only given him the finished pills, and there were only a hundred of them. Each one used meant one less, and he had no intention of selling them.
Xu Mo was already a minor shareholder in PetroChina, and the annual dividends he received were more than enough for him. He didn’t need the money, and selling the pills for profit wasn’t necessary.
He planned to keep the remaining Golden Wound Pills for himself, to use when needed. If he sold them all, there would be none left when he truly needed them.
…
Time flew by, and two weeks had passed in the blink of an eye.
During these two weeks, there hadn’t been any major cases, only a few minor thefts. The rewards given by the system for catching these criminals weren’t particularly significant—just money and nothing special.
One morning, Xu Mo arrived at the police station as usual.
However, as soon as he entered, he saw a familiar figure at the entrance: the middle-aged man from the recent arson case.
The man had come specifically to the police station to wait for Xu Mo.
Standing next to the man was a woman with fair and delicate skin.
“Officer Xu!” the man exclaimed as soon as he saw Xu Mo, rushing over with a banner in his hand.
“Officer Xu, the medicine you gave me last time was truly miraculous! I gave my daughter the pill you gave me as soon as she was transferred from the sterile ward to a regular room. In less than a week, she’s completely recovered… Come here, daughter, let Officer Xu see!”
With that, the man beckoned to the young woman beside him.
She also wore a look of deep gratitude.
After taking the pill Xu Mo had given her, not only had her scars disappeared, but her burned skin had also become fairer and more delicate—a true blessing in disguise.
“Is this your daughter?” Xu Mo asked, somewhat surprised as he glanced at the woman. “She’s recovered quite well.”
To be honest, when Xu Mo first saw the woman, he almost didn’t recognize her. During the investigation, Xu Mo had seen her records and knew what she used to look like.
He hadn’t expected the Golden Wound Pill to work so well—not only were there no scars, but her skin had also improved significantly.
“Yes, yes, she’s recovered very well, and it’s all thanks to you, Officer Xu! I’ve prepared a banner for you!” With that, the man unfolded the banner in his hands and presented it to Xu Mo.
The banner read: “Hua Tuo Reborn, A Miracle Worker!”
Good heavens, I’ve become Hua Tuo reborn, and I don’t even know the first thing about medicine! Xu Mo couldn’t help but feel a bit dazed.
It was the middle of the workday, and a crowd of curious officers had gathered at the entrance of the police station.
“What’s going on? Why is he here with a banner? What does it say?”
“It says, ‘Hua Tuo Reborn, A Miracle Worker’… Does our Officer Xu know medicine?”
“Well, it’s good to have many skills. It’s normal. Our Officer Xu can even fly a plane, so what’s a little medical knowledge? Besides, don’t you remember? Officer Xu knows how to perform autopsies. Being a forensic expert is also a kind of medical expertise.”
“Wait a minute… That man looks familiar. Isn’t he the one involved in that arson case a while back?”
“That woman also looks familiar. Doesn’t she look like the victim from the arson case?”
“No way, wasn’t she disfigured?”
“No, she really does look like her! Hold on, I’ll go get the case file. There’s a photo of the victim before she was burned in there.”
…
“By the way, I’m not just here to give you this banner. There’s one more thing.” The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a bank card.
“This card has one million yuan in it. It’s all the savings my wife and I have accumulated over a lifetime. We originally planned to give it to our daughter as her dowry… But after discussing it with her, we both agreed that we should give this money to you. It’s not much, but we hope you won’t mind.”
He hadn’t just come to deliver the banner; he had also come to give Xu Mo money.
When Xu Mo had given him the pill at the hospital, he hadn’t charged anything, saying that the man could let his daughter try it first and pay later if the results were satisfactory.
Now that the man had seen the miraculous effects of the pill, he didn’t hesitate to bring almost all of his savings as payment for Xu Mo.
“The password for the card is written on the back,” the man said as he forcefully stuffed the card into Xu Mo’s pocket. “Oh, and one more thing… At the hospital, we met someone else who, after learning about the miraculous effects of the pill, insisted that I ask you if you had any more. He wants to buy one too. He’s here, waiting outside.”
Xu Mo didn’t refuse the bank card. Seeing how well the woman had recovered, he fully realized just how powerful the Golden Wound Pill was. A million yuan per pill was actually a bit of a bargain.
However, when he heard that someone else wanted to buy the Golden Wound Pill, Xu Mo immediately refused: “I don’t have many of those pills left. Please tell him that I’m not…”
Before he could finish his sentence, a middle-aged man with a potbelly came jogging up to Xu Mo.
He first glanced at the man, then looked at Xu Mo. “You must be Officer Xu! I wanted to ask—do you still have any of those pills? I’d like to buy one. I’ll pay thirty million!”
Xu Mo: “??!!!”
Seeing that Xu Mo hadn’t agreed, the man gritted his teeth and extended two more fingers. “Fifty million!”
Hearing this, Xu Mo swallowed the words “I won’t sell” that were already on the tip of his tongue.
Originally, he hadn’t planned to sell, but the offer was simply too good to refuse…