Fake Medicine

Chapter-117

At the Hummer family's press conference, the once bustling hall began to slowly empty out.

Initially, everyone was talking about Eternumax, but gradually the conversation switched to another topic.

"Hey, have you heard? The Harmon family also held a press conference to launch their product, Immortunol. They partnered up with Mr. Shane, and its effects are incredible! It's said to be the best supplement ever developed!"

"Is it true? Can it compare to Eternumax?"

"Eternumax is garbage compared to Immortunol! To tell you the truth, my friend's great–aunt just ate one pill of Immortunol, and she jumped out of her wheelchair!"

"Are you exaggerating?"

'Don't believe me? Let's go and see for yourself!"

As news of Immortunoll spread, more and more people left to gather at the Harmon family's press conference. In contrast, the number of people at the Hummer family's conference dwindled. Gradually, Edwin finally realized that something was wrong.

"Butler, what's going on? Why did the number of our guests suddenly decrease so much?" Edwin asked.

"I don't know, it's strange." The butler was puzzled by the situation.

"What are you standing there for? Go and find out!" Edwin snapped.

"Yes, sir!" The butler dared not hesitate and ran out in a hurry.

He returned after a moment, sweating profusely. "Sir Hummer! Something terrible happened! Natasha is holding a press conference to launch a new product called Immortunol. Those missing guests have all gone over to their conference!"

"What? We've been going all out on marketing and promotion. How could Natasha have the ability to steal my clients?" Edwin's face darkened.

"It's because of Dr. Shane! It's said that Immortunol was developed by the Harmon family and Dr. Shane, so people are flocking to it!" The butler wiped away his sweat.

"Dr. Shane? Let's go and take a look for ourselves!" Edwin frowned. At this moment, he couldn't suppress his curiosity any longer.

Eternumax was the result of years of research by the Harmon family, and it was top secret. Even if it was Dr. Shane, he couldn't develop a new medicine comparable to Eternumax in just a few days!

When Edwin arrived, he was shocked by the scene before him. He realized that the Harmon family's press conference was far more lively than his own.

All the bigwigs and celebrities had turned up. Most importantly, everyone who had tried Immortunol gave it high praise. Edwin was curious and stopped a young man, who was passing by. "Young man, did you try the Immortunol?"

"Yes, I did. What's wrong?" The young man nodded.

"What do you think of the effects of the medicine?"

"What do I think about it? Of course, I feel like I'm on top of the world!'

"Is it really that powerful? How does it compare to Eternumax?"

"Eternumax? No one would eat that now!" The young man chuckled.

Edwin froze, his eyes twitching frantically. Unwilling to accept it, he asked several more people in succession. They all said the same thing.

"Impossible!"

"How could a new medicine like Immortunol compare to Eternumax?" Edwin frowned deeply, still unconvinced.

As he looked around at the people praising Immortunol, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. After thinking for a moment, Edwin whispered a few words to his butler, who nodded and left immediately. As time passed, the conference at the Hummer family gradually quieted down.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere at the Harmon family's press conference became increasingly lively.

Just when Natasha thought that everything was going smoothly, a scream suddenly rang out from the crowd.

Everyone turned to look. An old man had suddenly collapsed to the ground, convulsing and foaming at the mouth. Within moments, he was unconscious.

"Dad! What's wrong with you? Please get up!" Cried a middle–aged man next to him, panic–stricken.

"I'm a doctor, let me take a look!" A bald man quickly stepped forward to check the old man's breathing and pulse. With a sigh, he shook his head. "He's already dead."

"Dead?" Everyone was shocked by the news.

"How could this happen? He seemed perfectly fine just a moment ago."

"Who knows? He looked energetic: it's so strange that he died suddenly."

"Could it be a heart attack?"

Whispers and murmurs of suspicion filled the air.

"It can't be! My dad couldn't have died! We made sure he had regular checkups, and he was always healthy!" The middle–aged man sobbed.

"It looks like he might have been poisoned. Did he eat anything earlier?" The bald doctor asked.

"We didn't eat anything today. The middle–aged man trailed off before suddenly remembering something. Wait! My dad took Immortunol earlier, and now he is dead! The medicine must be toxic!"

"Toxic?" Everyone was shocked to hear this. After all, they had all taken the same medicine earlier.

"How could this be?" Natasha frowned.

Having such an incident during the press conference was not a good sign. Regardless of whether the old man's death was related to Immortunol, it would have a huge impact on Harmon Pharmaceutical's reputation.

Once the label "toxic" was attached to Immortunol, it would not be able to sell at all.

"It's all because of you! It's all your fault! You killed my father by selling fake medicine! You owe me his life!" The middle–aged man stood up and roared at Natasha.

He rushed forward to attack her but was stopped by the Harmon family's bodyguards.

"The cause of your father's death is not clear yet. Whether it is related to Immortunol still needs further investigation," Natasha said sternly.

"There's nothing more to investigate! Everyone saw it clearly just now. My father was healthy before he took your medicine. After taking it, he suddenly died!" The man shouted.

"My father was killed by you! You wicked businesswoman! You look my father's life!" He kneeled beside the body, crying bitterly.

"My poor father, you died in vain! I'm sorry that I couldn't avenge your death. I hope that they will get divine retribution from the heavens!"

It was a heart–wrenching sight that moved everyone to tears.

At that moment, everyone turned to Natasha. Their gazes had changed from ones of respect to ones of scorn.

"Natasha! I never knew you were such a despicable person. For the sake of profit, you would actually sell fake medicine!" Quentin jumped to his feet and accused her loudly.

"Stop talking nonsense. Immortunol is not poisonous. Natasha frowned.

*Then how do you explain the old man's sudden death after taking your medicine?" Quentin pressed. "Natasha was at a loss for words.

"The old man's death has nothing to do with Immortunol," Dustin spoke up. He had been watching from the side all along.

"Who are you to say that the medicine is not at fault?" Quentin retorted coldly.

"I can show you that the medicine had nothing to do with his death. If you don't believe me, I can ask the old man personally." Dustin stepped forward with a calm expression.