Chapter 83

Chunan was taken aback by Xi Yuechan's invitation.

He knew that due to the previous incident, Xi Yuechan had been deliberately keeping some distance from him. ——Well, perhaps Chunan was being a bit too self-important; even without the previous incidents, Xi Yuechan might not have had any intention of getting closer to him.

However, it had to be said... from Xi Yuechan's eyes, it was clear... she was someone who appreciated talent.

"......This is good... but..."

Chunan was a bit hesitant. The family tradition stipulated that when treating patients, one could only charge a fixed fee per treatment. Today, after working hard all afternoon to prepare the formula, he hadn't treated anyone, and Chunan was a bit confused— he wasn't sure if this violated the family tradition.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the conflicted expression on Chunan's face, Xi Yuechan's sharp mind had already sensed some issues.

Then... under Xi Yuechan's sincere concern, Chunan spoke frankly about his family's tradition.

After listening to Chunan's explanation of his family's tradition, Xi Yuechan had an epiphany and said, "Hmm... this isn't really a problem. In fact, this could be an opportunity for you to become wealthy."

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"You said that every time you treat a patient, you charge a fixed fee, right?" Xi Yuechan's eyes sparkled with a unique light, perhaps the natural charm she exuded when discussing business, "So... in the future, after we launch this lip gloss product to the market, for every set sold, we will extract 100 yuan from the profit and transfer it to your account monthly or quarterly. How does that sound?"

"Hmm? Is that possible??" Chunan was taken aback, then he understood...

So... there was such a method?

Seeing Chunan's surprised expression, Xi Yuechan continued, "Look, these lip glosses are all made from your secret formula, and the rights belong to you. I will push these products to the market and sell them. For each set sold, we will extract 100 yuan, which can be considered your share. This not only solves the issue of product ownership but also adheres to your family's tradition."

"That seems to make sense... but... our family tradition is about treating patients and ensuring they are fully recovered. If the products are sold, I can't be sure if the buyers are fully recovered..."

"......Lip gloss is just for moisturizing and protecting the lips. Oh, right, according to your formula, it can also promote facial blood circulation, which can have a beautifying effect and even protect the gums. Yes, while it has many benefits, haven't you noticed that these are not serious treatments? They are just health care products. There are no real patients, so how can you ensure they are fully recovered?"

Chunan thought about it carefully and nodded, "That makes sense. —But, I want to ask... is this lip gloss really that valuable? Although the raw materials I asked you to buy were expensive, each finished lip gloss only needs a few drops of the medicinal liquid. One bottle of the extract can be used for hundreds of lip glosses, so the average cost is very low. But you said you would give me 100 yuan for each set sold. —Even though I don't use lip gloss, I know... it doesn't cost much, right? At most, each one would sell for about 10 to 20 yuan?"

Xi Yuechan shook her head lightly, "You underestimate women's purchasing power. For beauty and vanity, most women are willing to spend money, including me. Of course, it's not for my own vanity, but for the vanity of the people I interact with. —In short, do you agree to this?"

Chunan, who had already resolved his concerns, couldn't refuse. This was a golden opportunity that had come to him. He had just realized that his family's tradition of treating patients and ensuring their recovery wasn't invincible! This method was perfect. He had always been frustrated that his medical skills couldn't earn him enough wealth, but now he had found a way to become wealthy.

"Of course, I agree." Chunan nodded.

"Great, I'll have my lawyer draft a contract tomorrow. After signing, we'll wait for our product to hit the market. —So, let's have a pleasant cooperation." Saying this, Xi Yuechan extended her delicate hand.

Looking at Xi Yuechan's extended beautiful hand, Chunan was momentarily speechless... Yes, he had never even shaken hands with her before. But this beautiful hand had done something for him...

Cough, cough.

Chunan's face turned red, and he extended his hand to shake hers, grinning and showing his neat, white teeth, "Yeah... let's have a pleasant cooperation."

...

The next day, Chunan was summoned to the next room by Xi Yuechan and signed the contract.

With a heart full of anticipation for the future, he began preparing for the upcoming Kyoto Medical Academic Seminar. He thought, as an intern doctor and a half-partner in Xi Yuechan's pharmaceutical beauty company, he should be considered an insider, so he would have some qualifications to attend the Kyoto Medical Academic Seminar in a few days.

At this moment, Chunan hadn't realized the enormous profits that beauty products would bring him. If he had known, his mindset would have been different. In the medical field, people often earn more wealth and gain more fame and status through their medical skills. This might seem fine at first, but it actually has a significant problem.

In the past, in any medical circle, the core idea was to help the poor and the sick. At that time, the more people a doctor saved and the less money they charged, the higher their medical ethics, and the more they were revered. Now, the more money a doctor earns and the more they extract from patients, the more they are revered.

A few days passed quickly. There was nothing special during these days, except that Chunan continued to treat the elderly Mr. Zhou Yongfu.

...

Chunan woke up to the bright sunlight outside the window, washed up, changed clothes, and headed straight to the hospital.

Today was the day of the Kyoto Medical Academic Seminar. He wanted to attend this annual medical conference as a full-fledged doctor. Moreover, he didn't plan to use the invitation from Zhao Zihong but the invitation from the elderly Mr. Zhou Yongfu.

This way, it would be a bit more low-key.

"Ms. Ye, I can't ride the bus home with you today," Chunan said to Ye Yao when he finished work.

Ye Yao was surprised, "What a coincidence, I was just going to tell you. I have to attend a medical academic seminar later, so I can't ride the bus home with you."