Chapter 73 Collaborating to Produce Drug

Seeing this scene, everyone froze like statues.

The doctors were freaking out. "Blood pressure's tanking! Oxygen levels are dropping! His heartbeat's fading!"

"John?" Thomas snapped out of it and yelled, "Dr. Jones, what the hell is happening? Why is John like this?"

He was hanging on by a thread just a moment ago, but after Lucas gave him that shot, he's on death's door?

Lucas' smile vanished, and he shouted, "This can't be happening! This drug was developed by my mentor and me overseas. There's no way this could happen, absolutely no way!"

Marlin's mind was racing with fear, and he yelled, "Dr. Jones, now's not the time for this. Save him, save Mr. John Zimmerman!"

Marlin didn't care about the drug; he just knew Lucas was his responsibility. If John died, he'd be in deep trouble too.

Lucas' hands shook as he quickly pulled out another syringe from his pocket and injected it into John.

The medication went in. The machine let out a piercing beep, and then the display showed three straight lines—he was dead!

"This is impossible!" Lucas was in shock.

"I'll kill your entire family!" Thomas lost it and screamed, "You bastard, you killed my son! I'll tear you all apart, you frauds!"

Logan, Tyler, and Marlin were shaking with fear.

The doctors turned pale as ghosts.

Lucas' legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, panicking. "Mr. Thomas Zimmerman, my drug is perfectly fine. It was developed overseas. This happened because of these quack doctors! Yeah, it's their fault. Domestic drugs are all fake. My drug reacted with theirs, which is why it didn't work! It has nothing to do with me."

He needed to shift the blame, fast.

Thomas' face twisted with rage as he glared at the doctors. "Then you all die first!"

The doctors were trembling with fear.

Desperately, they pleaded, "Mr. Thomas Zimmerman, I have kids at home. Spare my life."

"The drug isn't fake, it can't be fake. It's Lucas' drug that's the problem."

"Mr. Thomas Zimmerman, my son is just a month old. He can't be without me. Please, I beg you."

Thomas wasn't listening, his eyes bloodshot. "You all will be buried with my son. All of you! Guards, take them upstairs and throw them off the roof!"

The hospital had ten floors; falling from that height would be certain death.

The bodyguards quickly moved in upon hearing the order.

"Wait!" David, who was pinned to the ground, suddenly spoke up. David hadn't planned to say anything; what did it matter if he died? But he couldn't stand to see these doctors get dragged into this.

He said sternly, "Your son isn't dead yet. He can still be saved. Let me go!"

For a moment, everyone stared at David. They all thought he was talking nonsense.

"David, shut up! If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Logan was furious. They were already on the brink of death, and David still dared to speak recklessly.

David immediately said, "I'm not talking nonsense. I can save John!"

"Really?" Thomas asked with a dark expression.

David didn't respond. He broke free from his restraints, stood by the bedside, and took out silver needles to insert into John!

Actually, John's condition was exactly the same as Sophia's—both had lost too much blood and weren't completely dead yet. There was still a trace of vital energy left. Once this vital energy disappeared, it would be true death.

David used the silver needles to lock in the vital energy.

Then he took out three elixirs from his pocket!

These were the same elixirs Fergus had used to save Sophia. David had taken the remaining four, planning to keep them as a collection, but now he had no choice but to use them.

He placed the three elixirs into John's mouth, and they dissolved instantly!

In just a few seconds, the machine started beeping.

The flat line on the display began to show waves again. Not only that, but John's complexion started to turn rosy, and he was recovering at an incredible speed!

"This is absolutely impossible. It defies medical logic!"

"What are those pills? Witch doctor medicine? Can they really cure people?"

"The guy was clearly dead. How could he be revived?"

The doctors were all in shock, like they had seen a ghost. They had seen people being resuscitated after near-death experiences, but John's condition was far more serious. How did he come back to life?

Logan and the others were dumbfounded.

Even Thomas was shocked. He had only tried it out of desperation, but it actually worked. It was unbelievable!

Lucas was also stunned, terrified. "This is impossible. What did you use? Witch doctors are frauds. How can they cure people?"

David showed no joy in saving a life. With a stern face, he said coldly, "I told you, you bastard, how could you understand the mysteries of witch doctors? The reason domestic witch doctors have fallen to this state is because of people like you who promote modern medicine and suppress witch doctors's development! You are the scum of the tradition! You could even be called traitors!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Thomas immediately echoed, "David is absolutely right. Witch doctor practices are profound and have a long history. Naturally, they have their merits. Guards, take this traitor Lucas to the rooftop and throw him off! I almost got misled by you, a vile person, into dealing with David. You deserve to die a thousand times over. Take Lucas to the rooftop and throw him off again!"

The bodyguards quickly approached, dragging Lucas towards the rooftop.

"No, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Please, don't. David, save me!" Lucas pleaded desperately.

David acted as if he didn't hear him. If Lucas only believed in modern medicine, there would be no problem. But Lucas wanted to eradicate witch doctors, which was intolerable.

When the hallway fell silent, David said, "Since the person is fine now, I'll go back to rest."

He turned to leave.

"Wait!" Thomas smiled. "David, please wait. May I ask, what was the medicine you gave John just now?"

The medicine was too miraculous; it could bring the dead back to life.

Not only was Thomas curious, but everyone else was too. If such a medicine existed, wouldn't it be like having an extra life?

David replied with a stern face, "It's a medicine that replenishes vital energy, the essence of the medicine!"

Logan and the others gasped. It was just as they had guessed. Replenishing vital energy was essentially saving a life!

Thomas' eyes lit up.

John had come to Tarynville to corner Violet in search of the best medicine for the Ironclad Defense Ministry. And what the Ironclad Defense Ministry needed most was medicine that could replenish vital energy on the battlefield!

The original plan in collaborating with Marlin was to gain leverage over Violet..

But if this medicine, even if its efficacy was reduced to ten percent, could be mass-produced, not only would it corner Violet, but it would also bring in a fortune!

He smiled and asked, "David, are you interested in a partnership?"

David was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Thomas looked serious. "You provide the formula, I'll find people to produce it, and I'll handle the sales. The profits will be shared with you! I can guarantee that your earnings will be calculated in billions, at the very least, and could go up to hundreds of billions!"