The pitch-black ointment, accompanied by a strong traditional Chinese medicine scent and a foul odor, caused many to step back.
What Chen Fan held was one of the two health products released by Changsheng Health Products Company, Kangfu Heil Ling Gao.
It was a medicinal paste diluted and modified from Chen Fan's muscle-enhancing cream. Although its medicinal properties were not as potent as the muscle-enhancing cream, it had excellent recovery effects for certain bone and muscle ailments.
Seeing the dark ointment in Chen Fan's hand, Zhang Degui couldn't help but laugh out loud again, "Hahaha, kid, if this black stuff of yours is useful, I'll roll out of here today!"
In his opinion, the health product in Chen Fan's hand was completely useless. The only reason he hadn't left was to watch the patients and their families despair, and then beg him to sign a long-term treatment agreement with him.
Once these patients signed, his company would have a steady stream of money, and he would receive countless huge commissions.
Thinking of this, Zhang Degui couldn't help but curl his lips into a smug smile.
Soon, Chen Fan had used up all the Kangfu Heil Ling Gao in the medicine box.
"Master." Xia Yiting handed him several wet wipes at this moment.
After taking the wet wipes and wiping off the ointment from his hands, Chen Fan stood up from beside the wheelchair.
All the patients and their families present stared at the young man with anticipation. However, the young man remained seated in the wheelchair with his head tilted, his body showing no change.
Soon, many people showed signs of disappointment.
While the patients and their families were disappointed, Zhang Degui was beaming with excitement. He glanced around at the crowd and said mockingly, "What did I tell you? It's useless, but you wouldn't listen. Did you really think this was a TV drama? Is there some kind of Black Jade Broken Tendon Paste? It's a joke!"
He then turned his mocking gaze back to Chen Fan, "Kid, I gave you a chance to let me roll out of here, but you couldn't do it."
As he spoke, Zhang Degui and the several youths behind him burst into laughter again, their faces full of ridicule.
"He moved, he moved!"
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
Everyone was startled and followed the sound. They saw a man standing in the crowd, pointing at the young man in the wheelchair, his face full of disbelief.
Everyone turned their gaze back to the young man.
The middle-aged man standing beside the young man was also filled with shock, because he had also noticed just now that his son's head seemed to have moved.
He had initially thought he was seeing things due to his eagerness, but it wasn't until that man's exclamation that he confirmed he hadn't been mistaken.
Zhang Degui glanced at the young man with disdain, "Moved? How is that possible? Don't get your hopes up, I'm telling you."
But before Zhang Degui could finish speaking, the young man's head moved again.
Zhang Degui was stunned, and the words in his mouth were all swallowed back. His jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.
Due to his spinal muscular atrophy, the young man had no strength in his neck and always kept his head slumped to the side. This was the first time in many years that he had the ability to move his head on his own.
The excited young man gritted his teeth, his eyes welling up with tears.
Although he was weak, he persisted and struggled to lift his head.
At this moment, the young man's head swayed and lifted. Everyone present silently cheered him on in their hearts.
The scene was silent, with no one daring to disturb the young man.
Finally, after more than ten minutes, the young man managed to lift his head on his own.
The young man shook his head and choked out, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, "Dad, I, I can lift my head."
The middle-aged man's tears flowed uncontrollably. A grown man, his emotions instantly broke down.
He knelt on the ground and pulled the young man into his arms, "Dad sees it, Dad sees it!"
How many days and nights had he seen this scene in his dreams? How many times had he wished those dreams would come true? How many times had he persevered with difficulty? How many times had he wanted to give up, and how many times had he gritted his teeth and endured?
He had sold his house, sold his car. He was just an ordinary family, and even his relatives pretended not to see his phone calls.
All the grievances, all the perseverance, all the pain, at this moment, became unimportant.
A middle-aged man and a young boy, embracing each other and weeping, had waited for this moment for far too long.
Their cries seemed to be contagious, echoing the sentiments of all the patients and their families present. More people, witnessing this scene, saw hope and also shed tears.
"This, how is this possible! How is this possible!"
"Spinal muscular atrophy, this is clearly an irreversible disease, it's a terminal illness, how can it be cured? This, this can't be real!"
Zhang Degui looked on in disbelief. He still couldn't believe that this was happening.
Chen Fan smiled calmly, "Do you refuse to believe it, or are you unwilling to believe it?"
Zhang Degui said with a cold face, "This must be a conspiracy. Don't think I can't see it. A health product curing spinal muscular atrophy is simply a joke!"
Chen Fan took out another box of ointment from his pocket, "Since you don't believe it, let me show you again."
Chen Fan looked at the crowd, and for a moment, everyone looked at Chen Fan with anticipation.
Finally, Chen Fan looked at a little girl who was also sitting in a wheelchair.
He handed the ointment to the girl's mother, "Do as I did, and apply the ointment to her spine."
The girl's mother nodded excitedly. Even if others didn't believe it, she did. She had known the young man's condition for many years through their patient group, so she was very aware of his illness.
The others present looked on with envy.
With trembling hands, the woman applied the ointment to her daughter's spine.
After about ten minutes, the girl, like the young man, not only moved her head but also her fingers twitched a few times!
Seeing this, the woman burst into tears and hugged her daughter.
In an instant, everyone present gained even more confidence.
They had decided that even if the medicine cost one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, they would buy it, because they knew that this medicine was truly effective and could truly cure this incurable disease.
Zhang Degui stood there, dumbfounded, watching everything that was happening before his eyes.
He could dismiss the first scene as a conspiracy, but the second time, how could it still be a conspiracy? He knew that with this medicine, their company's (Chang Teng Pharmaceutical) special medicine would completely lose all its market share!