The ointment felt a little cold when applied to the arms, but it was not uncomfortable.

After applying the ointment, Wang Xing went to bed directly.

It was not until the next morning when he woke up to wash up that he realized that the obvious scars on his arms had disappeared a lot.

If he hadn't had a deep impression of this scar, he would have forgotten that there was a scar on his arm.

"The scars left by my accidental injury more than ten years ago have faded?"

"Wan'er's ointment...so magical?"

Wang Xing looked at the scars on his hand in shock, feeling a little incredible.

As time goes by, the scars will become shallow, but the lightening speed is very slow, and some scars will not disappear.

Yesterday he just thought Feng Wan'er wanted to thank him, but didn't know how to thank him, so he gave him this scar-removing spirit.

Unexpectedly, this scar-removing spirit is so magical that it fades the scar overnight. If it is used for a long time, wouldn’t it really eliminate the scar?

Thinking of this, Wang Xing couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He remembered Feng Wan'er said that she made this scar-removing spirit herself.

That means that Feng Wan'er has a prescription.

If this magical scar-removing spirit can be produced on a large scale, it will inevitably bring great profits to Zichen Group.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he didn't bother to wash up, so he picked up the phone and called Feng Wan'er.

"Wan'er, where are you now? I'll go find you!"

Wang Xing said with great excitement, his voice trembling a little.

Feng Wan'er, who received the call, was very confused, and she didn't know why Wang Xing wanted to find her early in the morning.

However, despite her doubts, she still said, "Uncle Wang, I am going to Aimin Medical Center. Where are you now? If you are close, I will go by your place first?"

Usually, Feng Wan'er gets up early, thinking that there are still patients in the clinic, so she went to the clinic early this morning.

"I haven't left yet, so let's meet at the Aimin Medical Center!"

After Wang Xing finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Feng Wan'er looked at the phone being hung up, and she was a little confused.

Wang Xing was too excited and couldn't take care of washing up. He changed his clothes and rushed to Aimin Medical Center.

It was about half an hour's drive, but he stepped on the accelerator and drove for only ten minutes before he arrived at Aimin Medical Center.

"Wan'er Wan'er!"

As soon as he came in, he rushed towards Feng Wan'er, and Feng Wan'er could hear his voice inside.

"Uncle Wang, I'm here."

Feng Wan'er walked out of it and saw Wang Xing, who was like he was out to escape, appear in front of him.

Wang Xing's unkempt face was almost as bad as the body, otherwise it would be the same as the victims who got up from the ground.

"Uncle Wang, do you have any urgent matters?"

Feng Wan'er asked with a puzzled look on her face.

She really didn't know what happened that could make the general manager of a large enterprise run to her early in the morning like a refugee.

"Wan'er, look!"

Wang Xing said, lifting his sleeves up, revealing the old scar that had been more than ten years old.

At this time, the scar on his arm became obviously faded, and the distance was farther away, and it was impossible to tell.

"Uncle Wang, your arm is fine. I thought I had taken the wrong ointment and injured your arm. It really scared me!"

Feng Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"I want to say that your ointment is really amazing!"

Wang Xing said excitedly: "I have used a lot of scars for more than ten years, but they are useless. I didn't expect that it would disappear a lot in just one night after using your ointment. I believe that if I insist on using it for a few more days, it will definitely completely eliminate the scar, right?"

Feng Wan'er then realized.

The reason why Wang Xing was excited was that the medicine was too effective, which surprised him.

"Wan'er, it's the first time I've seen such a powerful miracle doctor in my life. In this Daxia, there are probably not many miracle doctors who can compete with you?"

Wang Xing praised without any concealment.

Feng Wan'er was a little embarrassed by his praise and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang praised it, this scar-removing spirit is just some ointment that I used to be in the village and I was idle when I was free, so I just tinker with some ointments."

Wang Xing was even more shocked when he heard Feng Wan'er's words.

The scar-clean spirit with such a strong effect is just a product that Feng Wan'er casually tinkered with when she was fine.

If these words were heard by experts in the medical field, people would probably have to be autistic.

After all, the scar removal spirits on the market are also developed by experts in the medical field for energy, time and money.

But the effect is far less powerful than the ointment made by Feng Wan'er casually.

"Wan'er, the medicinal materials needed to make this ointment are very expensive, right?"

Wang Xing suddenly asked again.

His eyes were bright and he looked at Feng Wan'er, as if he was watching the moving vault.

With Feng Wan'er's prescription, if it can be put into mass production, it will inevitably bring great benefits to Zichen Group.

It can even cause a huge sensation in the field of medicine.

When Feng Wan'er heard his words, she shook her head and said, "It's just made of some scraps when you are free. If the price is included, it will be only two yuan at most."

In addition to the herbs picked from the mountain, she always buys them from the old Chinese medicine doctor shop in the village.

She pays attention to the price of medicinal materials, which is the price in the old Chinese medicine shop.

But the place where she lives is a secluded village, which is much lower than the price outside.

Wang Xing is quite clear about this, but even if it is converted, it will not cost more than five yuan.

And even if such a magic medicine is five million, someone will probably buy it.

"Uncle Wang, do you have anything else?"

Feng Wan'er saw Wang Xing standing in front of her, and didn't know what she was thinking. After a while of silence, she asked.

At this time, Wang Xing was thinking that Feng Wan'er's ointment would be launched and the price would be controlled within 100 yuan, so that ordinary people could afford it, and how much benefits could Zichen Group get from it.

Hearing Feng Wan'er's words, he came to his senses and looked at Feng Wan'er with a serious look and said, "Wan'er, Uncle Wang wants to ask you first. If Zichen Group wants to mass-produce this ointment, would you be willing to give us the prescription?"

"We will not take your prescription in vain. As long as you agree, I will immediately ask the chairman for instructions and guarantee that you will share the profits of no less than 30%."

Feng Wan'er smiled and said, "Uncle Wang, it's just a prescription. If you want it, just take it, and you don't have to share any profits."

"After all, Brother Liu has helped me a lot along the way. It is also a blessing for Brother Liu to open this clinic."

She said, taking out a prescription from the drawer and handing it to Wang Xing.

Then she continued, "I have checked the price of the medicine you sent yesterday, Uncle Wang. I can't even think about how to pay for the medicinal materials? Fortunately, I want profits?"

Wang Xing, who got the prescription, was very moved.

Feng Wan'er handed over this prescription worth tens of billions to herself, which was undoubtedly trust in him.
Chapter completed!