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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nFangzheng said, “There’s nothing wrong with that. The fault is that some people have magnified the profit margin by too many times. Their drugs cannot completely treat many illnesses, and even if they can, they will not produce it… This way, the medicine will become the patient’s only hope of survival. They will also become slaves to the pharmaceutical manufacturers. The money they earn will be drained by the pharmaceutical manufacturers until they are left with nothing, eventually dying in pain.”

nRed Boy fell silent…

nFangzheng said, “This Penniless Monk has never objected to the pharmaceutical manufacturers making money. However, while earning money, can they give the patient a way out? At the very least, let them enjoy the sunlight in their lives while working hard to earn their life? It shouldn’t be them seeing only darkness as they struggle in pain?

n“A person’s illness usually does not torture a person but a family!

n“Before the patient passes away, this family lives a life worse than death. Is this really good?”

nRed Boy said, “Master, what you said is too complicated…”

nFangzheng smiled. “Actually, it’s not complicated at all. It’s fine if those drugs are sold at equally high prices. However, they can be sold cheaply overseas while guaranteeing their profits. Why do they have to sell the drugs at astronomical prices in China to ensure their profits? Is the lives of the Chinese too noble, or is their blood too delicious? To put it bluntly, it’s the demons of profit that are driving everything…”

nRed Boy said, “A monopoly turns people into fiends.”

nFangzheng said, “Yes. When 500% profit margins are placed in front of them, any good person can become a devil… And what we need to do is strangle these devils!”

nAs they spoke, the two returned to One Finger Monastery. Without any hesitation, Fangzheng contacted the System and said, “System, help me exchange for the Medicine King Bodhisattva statue!”

n“Ding! Are you sure?”

n“Yes!” Fangzheng immediately replied.

nThe next moment, a divine statue of the Medicine King Bodhisattva appeared in the monastery. It gave the people present a fright.

nHowever, this was One Finger Monastery. Everyone could understand the effects of divine powers, so they could accept such phenomena.

nUpon seeing the Medicine King Bodhisattva, many people who came to pray for their health immediately rejoiced. They went forward to kowtow…

nAs for Fangzheng, he silently looked at the additional grass bangle on his wrist and laughed…

nHe received a wisp of Buddhistic medicine’s Spirit Qi essence every day. It could be used to treat illnesses and nourish herbs.

nAt the same time, Fangzheng’s body had an additional Buddhistic medicine Spirit Qi that he could use. This Spirit Qi could gather Qi into a needle, treat a person, and nourish a person’s organs. It was very useful.

n“With this, I don’t have to worry,” Fangzheng muttered inwardly.

nAs time passed, One Finger Monastery did not quiet down. Instead, there were tents all over the mountain. People gathered outside in groups, chatting and bragging, watching the stars…

nRed Boy, Monkey, Squirrel, and Salted Fish shuttled through the crowd from time to time. They got some food, played with the children, making the people outside laugh even louder.

n“Aren’t you going?” Fangzheng sat on the roof and looked at Lone Wolf.

nLone Wolf shook his head. “No.”

n“Why? Didn’t you also go out for a walk previously?” asked Fangzheng.

nLone Wolf said with a depressed look, “Those brats shout whenever they see me. They don’t leash dogs when walking dogs. They aren’t civilized…”

nFangzheng: “…”

nLone Wolf grumbled. “A wolf like me is treated as a dog… Look at that salted fish. Which one of those brats aren’t more dangerous than me? What world is this…”

nFangzheng: “…”

n“Master, can I go out for a spin?” asked Scrapped Car.

nFangzheng said, “No one’s driving. But you want to go out for a spin?”

nScrapped Car thought for a while and finally said, “Forget it, I’ll just sleep.”

nAt that moment, there were cheers coming from outside. Fangzheng looked up and saw a group of fireflies flying up from the foot of the mountain. They then flew up into the sky, causing the children below to cheer in joy…

nMany people also applauded and cheered. They took out their phones to take pictures, but no one turned on their flashes.

nObviously, the firefly incident earlier had made everyone realize that fireflies were afraid of light pollution…

nIt was a happy night…

nEven Fangzheng couldn’t sleep…

nHowever, some people were unhappy!

nThe chairman of Switzerland’s Spritz Group, Napes, was very unhappy!

n“What do you mean? China wants us to lower our prices to the same level as Switzerland? What a joke!” Napes said.

n“To be precise, this isn’t the intention of the Chinese government. After negotiating with many countries, the Chinese government has already promised not to interfere with the market economy, so they won’t interfere with our pricing,” said a blonde woman across Napes.

n“Gareth, I don’t understand what you’re saying. If it’s not the Chinese government, then who is it?” Napes asked with a frown.

n“It’s that miraculous monk from China, One Finger Monastery’s abbot, Fangzheng.” Gareth said, “I think we should consider his suggestion.”

n“Impossible!” Napes decisively refused. “You should understand that we don’t have the final say in the company. Those old fogies have always been living in the dreams of a pharmaceutical empire. Earlier on, I suggested that the entire world should agree on the price of medicine, but they raised the price for China. This is already a clear indication of their intentions…”

nGareth said, “But this time, it’s Fangzheng who has made the request. Fighting him will not benefit us at all. He has more medical knowledge…”

nNapes said, “I know, so let’s have a meeting.”

n“Rejected!”

n“All of you keep talking about that monk. How much medical technology can a monk grasp? Even if he’s a god, it’s impossible for him to grasp all the techniques!”

n“I refuse as well. If it’s really as China says, and that monk has mastered such advanced medical skills, then why do they need to import our medicine?”

n“As far as I know, China is still an import economy when it comes to medicine. To put it bluntly, the drugs that are circulating on their market are outdated drugs that we have eliminated… Our drugs have already been developed to the fifth generation, and they just started importing the first generation… In some ways, they are far inferior to India. Of course, I don’t like India. They stole our research results.”

n“I refuse as well. China doesn’t have the power to bargain with us. They didn’t have it in the past, not now. If there’s one in the future, we’ll talk about it in the future!”

n“Everyone, the Chinese government imports slowly because our drugs are developed for the typical western body. They have to ensure that our drugs do not have any side effects on Asians… Besides, I don’t think we’ve ever considered selling them the latest drugs, right? In everyone’s words, it’s just recycling. It’s just using old drugs to earn the money for new products… Isn’t that right?

n“In fact, we should thank them. At the very least, they abide by the rules of the game and do not make imitations of our medicine like India, allowing us to earn a lot of money. Since they are our clients, can we take this into consideration?”

n“Rejected!”

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