Chapter 1216
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Old Wang waved his hand and sighed. "Look at him. He doesn't look confident at all. I'll be thankful if he doesn't pass out from overexertion. "
His tone was full of disdain.
"You can't say that. He Shu is still very strong," the Vice President added.
Old Wang shook his head. "It's just flattery."
The Vice President pursed his lips and didn't reply. He just looked up in Fu Cheng's direction with a strange look in his eyes.
His disciple had come to find him earlier and said that he would definitely get first place this year.
He was looking forward to it.
Time passed quickly. Two hours passed in a flash.
The assessment was about to end.
Fu Cheng turned off the fire, put on a pair of insulated gloves, and took the stove down. After a few minutes, he opened the stove and looked at the black dregs inside. His eyes flashed.
He Shu, who was next door, also turned off the fire. He didn't look around but carefully took out the medicine.
There were only two pills and they looked bright and glossy.
He Shu looked at the two pills and furrowed his brows. His complexion was already bad, and now that there was a hint of melancholy, he looked even worse.
Only two pills had been formed.
When Fu Cheng tilted his head, he saw He Shu put the two pills into the box expressionlessly. He narrowed his eyes. Only two pills?
But soon, Fu Cheng's lips twitched. That's right. It was already the limit for him to make medicine in his current state. Two pills was probably more than enough.
He retracted his gaze and looked at the box in his hand. His fingers clenched. He could only be first this year.
Soon, the other pharmacists also finished making their medicine and put it in the box. They were taken away.
The seven boxes were brought to Old Wang and the other deacons. The boxes didn't have the name of the person who made them, but each box had a special mark. Other than not knowing who made them, there was no way to confuse them.
This was to prevent favoritism.
When they were waiting for the results, everyone surrounded the President and the deacons nervously.
Fu Cheng stood in the middle of the crowd with his back straight, one hand in his trouser pocket, his fingertips gently stroking a porcelain bottle, his face full of arrogance.
Time was ticking by, and the deacons and deputies of the assessment team were almost done looking through the boxes of medicine. When they picked up the last box of medicine and identified it, everyone's expression was almost the same.
He was surprised and pleasantly surprised.
"This is another box of S-grade medicine. It looks pretty good, and it's a medicine that regulates the five internal organs. Interesting," one of the Elder Deacons quickly commented.
"If I say that this medicine can get first place, I don't think anyone will have any objections."
"Let's wait for the president to make the final judgment."
When Old Wang heard their conversation, he put down the box in his hand. He marked a score on a piece of paper beside him before picking up the last box of medicine that everyone was discussing.
As he opened the box, he smiled and said, "Seeing that you guys have such a high evaluation of the medicine, it should be today's finale …"
Before Elder Wang could finish his sentence, his voice came to an abrupt halt. The smile on his face froze as he quickly picked up a pill from the box with his fingertips.
His brows furrowed deeply. This medicine …
When the Deputy Presidents saw the sudden change in the President's expression, they looked at each other, not quite understanding what was going on.
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