What Chu Ge was actually more curious about was, in terms of this insecticide, whether it was an ointment, edible, or something else.
But he couldn't ask this question just yet.
"My father treated such a condition for someone before, and it's because of his experience that we've developed this medicine."
The shopkeeper's words carried an indescribable sense of pride, unaware that Chu Ge was coaxing information out of him. He simply thought Chu Ge wanted to buy the insecticide and learn more about bloodworms.
Chu Ge nodded and gave a thumbs-up to the shopkeeper, saying, "Sounds impressive."
"Perhaps it's hard to comprehend without experiencing the situation, but it was truly a matter of life and death back then. If we had been a step later, that person might not have made it."
The shopkeeper lamented, "In the end, it was that person's extraordinary luck back then."
"If I may ask, did the person who sought your father's treatment ever visit Southern Fujian?"
