Cannon fodder engages in introversion in the chronicle

It doesn't look much different from papyrus
No matter how Zhou Mosheng looked at it, it looked like the kind sold by quacks in the streets. The stuff inside was actually made of flour or incense ash. It wouldn't kill anyone, and it certainly couldn't cure the disease.

Li Miaomiao saw Zhou Mosheng looking at the paper bag in her hand with piercing eyes. The suspicious look on his face was not hidden. It was completely different from his usual polite and serious look, and he was actually a little cute.

"Leader Zhou, of course I know this is no joke. As the saying goes, you can't just take everything at face value. Although the packaging of my medicine is indeed a bit shabby, the efficacy is absolutely fine, and it is produced by an old Chinese medicine practitioner. It’s guaranteed, don’t you still believe me?”

To say that he believed, Zhou Mosheng definitely believed in Li Miaomiao. Based on what Li Miaomiao was doing, even if he doubted Wang Hao, he could not doubt Li Miaomiao. And the person they could most count on in their negotiations now was Li Miaomiao.

"Comrade Li Miaomiao, of course I believe you, but you must make sure that this medicine is reliable and did not come from some country doctor."

Li Miaomiao couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. This leader's brain circuits are sometimes quite divergent. In fact, of course she exchanged it from space, but deliberately asked for such a simple packaging, but this cannot be said.

"Let's do this, Leader Zhou. You can take the medicine. If you have the same medicine that can be substituted and it can't be detected by country M, then put this aside, otherwise you can try it with this. This I can’t say where the medicinal powder came from, but I’ve used it and it’s effective.”

Li Miaomiao said this, and Zhou Mosheng took the powder without believing it.

"Okay, thank you Comrade Li Miaomiao. You continue to work, I will make arrangements, and we will work together."

"By the way, Leader Zhou, I have to remind you that the amount of this packet of medicine is just right. There is no extra for testing. If it is less, it will not be enough."

After Li Miaomiao finished speaking, she immersed herself in doing her own thing.

Ling Xiaoling watched Zhou Mosheng leave: "Host, you can actually make up the origin of the medicinal powder. How can the medicinal powder here be as effective as the one you exchanged from the system? Don't waste your efforts."

"Don't worry, he will measure it. A lie often requires many lies to cover up. It is really not necessary and I don't want anything."

Li Miaomiao is very clear about the medical level of this era. It is not an old Chinese doctor without superb medical skills, but it is really difficult to find one in such a short period of time.

As for Western medicine, the current level of medicine in country H cannot be compared with country M.

When Zhou Mosheng came out of the factory, he immediately asked someone to make arrangements and secretly called for a military doctor to come over.
"Leader Zhou, there is no such medicine, but it is too difficult to prevent people from detecting it. You also know that it is impossible for our country to compare with the Western medicine in country M."

Zhou Mosheng was silent for a moment after hearing this, then remembered the small medicine bag in his pocket: "What about Chinese medicine? Our country's Chinese medicine has a long history and is not as bad as Western medicine."

"Leader Zhou, you are right. The essence of our traditional Chinese medicine, especially Western medicine, is comparable to that of western medicine. However, in the current situation, traditional Chinese medicine is somewhat in decline. Even if there are powerful old Chinese doctors, there is simply no time."

"okay, I get it."

After Zhou Mosheng understood the situation, he also realized why Li Miaomiao gave him the medicine package and said those words. This was because he had already guessed the situation.

This girl is also a god. At this age, she seems to be like a god.