I'm Not the God of Medicine

"What is that thing? A gemstone?"

Liu Mei had seen the paper-wrapped bead Zhang Yang carried. It was as vivid as cinnabar, as red as coral. Since it was worth so much, she figured it had to be rare red coral or a ruby. What else could be that valuable?

"Uh..." Zhang Yang hesitated, wondering how to answer his mother. If he called it a pill, none of them would believe him. But what else could he call something worth three million apiece?

"It's a kind of medicine. A very special medicine I developed."

It wasn't a lie, exactly. He had merely given them a vague explanation of the pill.

"Medicine? What kind? What does it treat?"

At the mention of medicine, Lin Xiaofei fired off questions in rapid succession. Liu Mei and Cheng Dongxue wanted to know the answers too.

Zhang Yang frowned. He had known that telling the truth would lead to this. There would be no end to their questions, especially with someone determined to get to the bottom of it.

"Gleevec?"

Cheng Dongxue frowned as she asked.

"I'm not the God of Medicine. Have you been watching too many movies? This definitely isn't a drug for treating ordinary illnesses. If it were, I'd sell it at cost."

Zhang Yang first made it clear that his medicine did not cure ordinary illnesses, then offered that extra explanation.

"You are the God of Medicine, then? Does it really cost that much to make?"

Lin Xiaofei's mind must have wandered, or she would never have asked that.

"I'm not the God of Medicine. This medicine doesn't treat illnesses."

Pressed too hard, Zhang Yang decided to come clean before they questioned him any further.

"Oh, so it's a tonic. What does it enhance?"

Lin Xiaofei leaned closer, chattering away. She