The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 104 Carlos’s New Medicine

Isabella turned around and looked at Carlos. She sneered and said, “Really? I remember that after Patriarch Dunn passed away, Mr. Orwell, you quickly became the president of the Traditional Medicine Association. That was 40 years ago, right?

*Speaking of which, Patriarch Dunn had been gone for 40 years. He had also been wronged for 40 years.”

Carlos’s face darkened. “Isabella, what are you implying?”

“What am I implying?”

Isabella chuckled. “I am not implying anything. I heard that 40 years ago, Patriarch Dunn originally wanted his son, Harold, to be the president, but you were the one who took over in the end.

“The reason was that Patriarch Dunn used his official position for personal gain. People said he did not hesitate to poison people so that his son could climb the ladder. In the end, his reputation was ruined despite his lifelong meritorious service.

“On the other hand, Mr. Orwell, you rose to prominence because of the Pill of Meridians and became a rising star in the traditional medicine world. You even became the president of the Traditional Medicine Association.

“And after that, you continued to occupy that position for 40 years. How impressive.”

“What’s so strange about that?” Carlos snorted coldly. “I’m from the Sanctum of Holy Doctors. I’m a dignified disciple of the Sanctum of Holy Doctors. How can an ordinary person like Gordon Dunn compare to me?”

“You keep saying that you’re a disciple of the Sanctum of Holy Doctors. Then, you should show me whether what you have learned is true medical skills or something evil!”

Isabella was disdainful.

“Isabella, even if I have been expelled from the sanctum, I’m still many years your senior. You don’t have the right to speak to me like that.”

Isabella waved her hand slightly. A white jade gourd pendant hung on her slender fingers.

The white jade gourd was the size of a baby’s palm. It was round and lifelike. As soon as it was revealed, it gave off a thick medicinal fragrance.

Carlos’s pupils constricted. “The sanctum leader’s emblem?”

He instinctively reached for the emblem. He was as quick as lightning.

Isabella was faster than him. She put away the white jade gourd and said indifferently, “That’s right, it’s the sanctum leader’s emblem.”

your hands? Greg Falkona gave it to

the leader of the Sanctum

“He passed the position of

live freely for more than 40 years. Now, as the leader of the Sanctum of Holy Doctors, I’m going

no stranger at that location. He

expression, “Isabella, so what if you’re

today, everyone will bow to me. Who do you think you are? Give me the leader’s emblem now, or you’ll

been coveting the leader’s emblem! Didn’t you say that everyone will bow to you

you have achieved. Can you make another Pill of Meridians like you did forty years

at her coldly. “I will make you hand over the leader’s

he turned

the

the podium. He was holding

choose the next president of the Traditional Medicine Association In the past 40 years, as the president of this association, I’ve been conscientious, working hard, and researching diligently. My efforts have paid off. I’ve finally developed a new medicine. “This new medicine combines biology and traditional medicine. It will break the pattern of birth, aging,

the hall was surprised to

and influential. When they had reached that level, the only things left for them to go after

regain their youth and revive the dead,

eyes were filled with

was still talking. He was straightforward at the beginning, but he went on to talk about something more technical and professional. The layman only understood a little, but

someone still raised

question was an old man with white hair and age spots. He was old and senile. He sat in a wheelchair and couldn’t speak clearly,

bowed slightly. “Patriarch Crawford, people might not believe what I said. After all,

raised his hand, and two assistants carried the experimental equipment onto the

cages containing small, white mice onto

it might die at any time. The other was

stage and squinted at the

guessed what Carlos

the white mouse on the left is already old and on the verge of

look at their

projector in the hall, and two rows of data quickly appeared on the

was indeed in its twilight years,