Lin Feng boarded the bus and headed straight for the second hospital, but his heart was secretly laughing, "Han Ying must be as anxious as an ant on a hot pan right now! She's clearly anxious, yet she can't rush me, hehe, interesting!"
True to Lin Feng's prediction, Han Ying was indeed extremely anxious and restless. The temptation of the Beauty Pill was just too great; once it was released to the public, its value would definitely exceed five hundred thousand per pill! In the circles of the wealthy, not to mention those women who made their fortunes on their own, even the numerous mistresses of the wealthy had an unimaginable demand for the Beauty Pill!
If a single Medicine Pill could bring back ten or even more years of youth, what was a mere five hundred thousand yuan? These women spent millions annually on beauty treatments!
If she could secure the supply of Lin Feng's products, it meant that Han Ying could make a hefty profit from it!