Mr. Fu: Madam has amazed the world again

Bai Ling took out a small ceramic bottle from her bag, opened the pill inside and handed it to Elder Wu, saying, "This is the pill I developed to suppress spiritual power. At present, the efficacy is not very successful. It can only temporarily suppress the spiritual power of practitioners."

Old Wu took the pill, smelled it, and his eyes lit up. He couldn't help but praise, "I've heard that there is a very young miracle doctor in China with superb medical skills. After seeing him today, I found that his reputation is well-deserved. Although this pill is not yet mature, it is quite powerful."

Elder Wu glanced at Bai Ling and said, "I understand what you mean. You want to control the development of practitioners."

"Yes." Bai Ling replied.

"That's exactly what I meant." Old Wu stood up and walked to the window. It was pitch black outside, just as heavy as his mood at the moment.

He thought about it for a long time, and after a while, he said, "Logically speaking, as a cultivator, I don't want this kind of medicine targeting cultivators to appear, but the world has indeed changed now. There are too many cultivators, which disrupts the order of normal people. It's time to rectify it."

Elder Wu paused for a moment and continued, "To be honest, in order to effectively control the practitioners, I asked the Mu family to secretly research many methods. No matter whether they were high-tech or traditional, none of them had any effect. The pill you gave today is indeed good, but it is not enough. It can only temporarily suppress the spiritual power of the practitioners and cannot effectively control the practitioners."

Bai Ling turned and looked at him, "Mr. Wu, this drug has just been developed and needs to be improved."

She raised her eyes and said, "The medicine I want to develop is able to completely destroy the spiritual roots of practitioners."

Mr. Wu was shocked. “Isn’t this very difficult?”

"So we need the support of the country." Bai Ling said.

Elder Wu frowned, "How do you want to support me?"

“There should be no cultivators in this world, including semi-immortal people like you and me. I will destroy all the cultivators here and give ordinary people a normal world.” Bai Ling said.

Elder Wu was somewhat shocked. "Your idea is really too shocking. If practitioners knew about it, you would become the enemy of practitioners all over the world."

"So what?" Bai Ling sneered, "I have more than one or two enemies. If I were afraid, I wouldn't come to you today."

Fu Chen turned his head to look at Bai Ling and smiled gently.

His wife is like this, domineering and loving.

She always puts ordinary people first.

To be honest, he was a little shocked when Bai Ling first proposed this to him.

Not to mention whether this is easy to do or not, just the fact that she has this idea will bring her many fatal disasters.

But she is not afraid!

Since she is not afraid, he, as her husband, will naturally support her in everything.

As long as she wanted to do it, he was willing to accompany her.

So what if I cultivate my spirit?

At most, he's good at fighting, but what other use can he have?

When there are too many practitioners, life becomes difficult for ordinary people.

Instead of this, it would be better to destroy the spiritual power of all practitioners. We are all ordinary people.

All beings are equal.

Old Wu looked at Bai Ling and was really surprised that such words would come out of the mouth of a girl in her twenties.

He has lived to an old age, but he still doesn't dare to have this idea.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt his blood boiling at Bai Ling's words.

He sat back in his chair and slammed the table. "Okay, if you have a way to destroy the spiritual power of all practitioners, I will support you."

Bai Ling didn't expect him to agree so readily, and was a little surprised, "This time it's for everyone, including you..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Wu waved his hands and said, "I am old and weak, how can I expect to become an immortal? Even if I can, what's the point? I still think this world is better. For me, this cultivation is just to strengthen my body."

He sighed, "To be honest, I haven't done anything for the country in these years, and I feel a little ashamed. The number of practitioners is increasing every year, which is also a headache for the country."

The more practitioners there are, the better it is for the country.

At least when war breaks out, there are practitioners who can contribute to the country.

But today’s practitioners only seek to become strong for the sake of becoming strong, and have no patriotic heart at all.

In the end, it is very likely to become a major rival of the country.

In order to prevent this from happening, practitioners must destroy.

"Okay!" Bai Ling nodded, "I will develop the drug as soon as possible, and I'll leave the rest to Elder Wu."

"No problem." Elder Wu glanced at Bai Ling and said, "In order to support you, I have decided to personally invest 5 billion to buy medicinal materials for you. When the sun rises, I will apply for funding from the country. You can just focus on developing the medicine."

Although Mr. Wu has never been out of the house, he knows everything that goes on outside.

He heard that Fu Chen's wife was a money-lover.

This time, Bai Ling is working for the country. Now that the money is in place, he will naturally be able to work harder.

Bai Ling curled her lips, "This is best."

After reaching an agreement with Mr. Wu, Bai Ling and Fu Chen left.

When I got home, Mole and Fu Xiaoyue were already asleep.

After Bai Ling and Fu Chen finished washing up, they each took a bottle of wine and sat on the balcony to enjoy the breeze.

They didn't say anything to each other, they just sat there.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Fu Chen took off his coat and put it on her, "Don't catch a cold."

Bai Ling tightened her clothes and looked sideways at him, "Thank you."

Fu Chen was a little angry, "How many times have I told you, never say thank you to me."

He was willing to do anything for Bai Ling, and there was no need for her to thank him.

Every time she said thank you, he felt that she didn't treat him as her husband.

Bai Ling smiled and said, "I just suddenly wanted to say thank you to you."

She wanted to thank Fu Chen for so much.

Although most of the time, Fu Chen always stood behind her, in the eyes of outsiders, he was not as good as her.

He also bore a lot of infamy.

But only she knew that it was because he loved her that he always stood behind her and supported her silently.

She looked up at the sky and suddenly sighed, "Time flies so fast. Ten years have passed without me noticing."

Bai Ling rarely expresses such emotion, but today she suddenly felt a little heavy-hearted.

Fu Chen kissed her forehead and whispered, "These ten years have been the happiest days of my life. Xiaoling, you shouldn't be the one thanking me, I should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, I would have died ten years ago. From now on, wherever you are, I'll be there. Don't think of leaving me alone."

Bai Ling looked up and suddenly smiled, "Not this time."

Fu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

What he feared most was that Bai Ling would deal with the enemy on his own without even saying hello.

Every time she was in a heavy mood, it meant that she had made a big decision in her heart.