Chapter 201 The Ginseng
Yunice picked it up and nced at it. “Is this ginseng?”
“Yeah.” Quinton said. “Ginseng helps with energy and vitality. I’ve always had a habit of drinking ginseng tea.
Yunice fished out the ginseng and brought it close to her nose for a sniff.
Quinton looked puzzled. “Something wrong?”
Then he shook his <b>head</b>, thinking it couldn’t be. “I’m in the pharmaceutical business myself. There’s no way I’d end up with fake medicine.”
“You usually drink ginseng that’s under six years old?” Yunice asked.
“Of course not, Quinton denied. This one’s <b>a </b>rare hundred<b>–</b>year–old root. If it weren’t for this recent diagnosis, I wouldn’t have had the heart to use <b>it</b>.”
“But this isn’t even six years old. Yunice <b>said</b>. “Immature ginseng is considered hot in nature. Taking it directly like this is bound to cause inmmation<b>. </b>
“So I’m just inmed?”
“Even with cancer, there’s no way it jumps from early stage to advanced in just three days,” Yunice replied
Hearing that, Quinton lit up <b>and </b>quickly asked for confirmation. “So what you’re saying is, my condition didn’t suddenly worsen–hese symptoms were all caused by over–supplementation?” Yunice didn’t answer directly. “Do you still <b>have </b>any of this ginseng left?”
“Yeah, of course!” Quinton immediately pulled a box of ginseng from the medicine cab
Even before he opened the <b>package</b>. Yunice recognized it. “Wait isn’t this one of the gifts you sent to the Saunders family
She remembered it clearly–among the ten gifts he <b>had </b><b>sent</b>, the jade bracelet <b>and </b>the hundred- year old ginseng had been the most valuable.
Quinton opened the wooden box “Exactly. I couldn’t re–gift something like that after it had already been given It felt like such a waste to just leave it sitting there, so I started brewing it for
Ar that. Yunice got a bad feeling Once the box was open, sure enough, there was a huge ginseng
outside Quinton said. “See How could a sis year old ginseng grow this bag?
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The whole ginseng looked samless, nothing like a malles immature six year old one
Yunice reached out, sappest o tendril, and hewed it before spitting it out.
Then she broke oil another from the opposite side and tasted it again.
Quiton had no idea what she was doing, but Vinice desred with certainty. “This is a high- quality counterfeit
a spliced rot
Because it was pieced together, stifferent sections of the root had wildly inconsistent medicinal properties
And since all the parts used were under six years old, the overall effect was heating in nature.
Quinton refused to believe it. I got this through a reliable source, all tested. No <b>way </b>it’s fake. I’ve been in this business for years—my reputation counts for something.”
If a business partner handed him counterfeit medicine, that partner wouldn’tst long in the industry.
“It might not have been fake from the supplier.” Vunice said.
Quinton caught something in her tone. Sure enough. Yunice continued, “It’s possible someone awapped it out after testing”
“Tonly handed it to the Saunders family no one else touched it after that.” Quinton said.
That statement en little room for doubt
Yunice said nothing
Quinton’s expression darkened His voice mest cold “They really stared to pull something <b>like </b>this im me Looks like Chwen doen’t take me seriously at <b>all </b>
He looked like he was about to go confient twen
Junion skinford Owen’s your brother, sure, but after everything he’s done to you.
Tis not defensiling him I just know the kind of person he is. He’s arrogant <b>and </b>pretentions, even if he waited southing he wouldn’t up to stealing it
“And you slet’s have proof the ghsseng was swapped. If you go straight to Owen, the real culprit. will just sit back and ending the them “
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Quinton waved her off. “It’s not that big a deal…”
Yunice’s expression turned cold. “This isn’t about a single root of ginseng. It’s time I fought back.”
She was going to make sure Elsie learned the hard way, taking what didn’t belong to you came with consequences.
Meanwhile, at the Saunders mansion, Guana stood outside Elsie’s room, holding a delicate in box, and delivery just came from Wyatt’s people.”
knocked on the door. Ms. Saunders…
Grinning with smug satisfaction, Giana looked like a cat who’d stolen cream. Elsie sat at her vanity, trying on different pieces of jewelry, and replied offhandedly, “Put it there–I’ll take a
look.”
It was her usual routine. Anytime a letter or gift arrived at the house, Giana would always bring it to her first for inspection