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"Then it's settled!" Sun Changming folded the contract and put it in the drawer. He stood up and shook hands with Qiao Xinxin. "Once you've prepared the medicinal herbs, just send them over to me. I'll submit the filing documents in the next few days and arrange the workers and production line in advance."

"Okay, then I'll go back and prepare the first batch of medicinal herbs."

Qiao Xinxin carefully folded the letter of intent, put it into her small canvas bag, and walked out of the pharmaceutical factory.

When I came out of the factory, the sunlight outside was much brighter than when I came in, so bright that it was hard to open my eyes.

Qiao Xinxin stood outside the somewhat rusty iron gate, waiting for the bus back to the city. She looked up at the golden sun overhead and felt as if the heavy burden that had been weighing on her chest for days had finally been completely lifted, making her feel so light that she almost wanted to hum a song.

With the registration process finally settled, the next issue is the raw materials.

She closed her eyes and scanned her personal space with her consciousness. On that patch of dark, oily soil, the Blood Coagulation Grass and the Green Spirit Vine were growing lushly, with glistening dewdrops still clinging to their leaves, growing much better than they had outside.

"The first batch of medicinal herbs will definitely be sufficient!" Qiao Xinxin thought to herself with delight.

For the next few days, Qiao Xinxin lived like a spinning top.

During the day, she was busy running around in the Bai family's small restaurant, washing vegetables, cutting meat, and serving customers, working up a sweat. When everyone went to sleep at night, she would quietly lock the door and slip into her personal space.

The concentration of spiritual energy inside the space is much higher than outside. Herbs that would normally take several months to mature outside can be fully grown in just a few days inside.

The leaves of the Blood Clotting Grass were so green they looked like they were about to drip water, and the Green Spirit Vine climbed all over the simple wooden frame she had built.

Qiao Xinxin squatted in the mud, carefully harvesting the first batch of mature medicinal herbs according to the method recorded in "Ancient Prescriptions, New Methods". She washed the mud and sand clean with the cool spring water, and then neatly stacked them on the stone slab to dry.

After the herbs were completely dry, she patiently ground them into a fine powder using a small stone mill.

Finally, she packed the dark brown medicinal powder, which had a fresh herbal scent, into five clean, palm-sized white cloth bags.

"Mission accomplished!"

Qiao Xinxin wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the heavy pile of medicine powder in front of her, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

The next day, she took a bumpy bus and delivered the batch of medicine powder to the West City Pharmaceutical Factory.

Seeing the high-quality raw materials, Sun Changming grinned from ear to ear, patting his chest and assuring everyone, "Xiao Qiao, don't worry, I'll have the workshop foreman schedule the workers right away, and we'll officially start trial production in the next couple of days!"

About three or four days later.

That evening, Qiao Xinxin was helping Bai's mother tidy up the tables in the shop when Aunt Wang from the public phone booth at the alley entrance started shouting at the top of her lungs:

"Xin Xin! You got a call! It's a man, he says he's Director Sun from the pharmaceutical factory!"

"Hey, here it comes!"

Qiao Xinxin's eyes lit up. She draped the rag over her apron and ran to answer the phone.

As soon as I put the receiver to my ear, I heard Sun Changming's excited, slightly distorted voice:

"Hey! Xiao Qiao! Great news! The first batch of trial-produced powder is ready! I personally had the quality control department check the sample, and it's very stable. The efficacy and color are exactly the same as the bottle you brought before! If it's convenient for you, could you come over and take a look tomorrow?"

"Convenient! I'll head over first thing tomorrow morning!" Qiao Xinxin replied crisply.

The next morning, Qiao Xinxin went to the West City Pharmaceutical Factory again.

Sun Changming didn't even have time to change out of his coat before excitedly taking her to the production workshop.

Through the clean glass window, Qiao Xinxin saw rows of workers in white overalls and masks busily working in an orderly manner. The machines emitted a regular "humming" sound, and a faint, cool medicinal fragrance filled the air.

After touring the workshop, the two returned to the factory manager's office.

Sun Changming picked up a small brown glass bottle, about the size of his palm, from the table and handed it to Qiao Xinxin:

"Xiao Qiao, look, these are the finished products from our factory's assembly line."

Qiao Xinxin took the medicine bottle and examined it carefully.

A beautifully printed label with white background and red lettering is affixed to the bottle. The label reads "Qiao's Hemostatic Powder" in neat Song typeface, and below it are the production date, batch number, and the address of Chengxi Pharmaceutical Factory.

The bottle opening was sealed tightly with a layer of shiny aluminum foil, and then covered with a red plastic cap, providing excellent sealing.

This looks much more professional and high-end than the medicine powder she used to store in canning jars and cheap glass bottles!

Qiao Xinxin excitedly unscrewed the plastic cap and tore off the aluminum foil.

She poured a tiny bit of dark brown powder onto her fingertip, rubbed it gently, and found the powder to be extremely fine, without any grainy texture. Bringing it to her nose, she was greeted by a familiar, slightly bitter, herbal fragrance.

"Director Sun, the quality is fantastic! It's exactly the same as my original drug!" Qiao Xinxin exclaimed sincerely.

Sun Changming laughed triumphantly:

"Of course! Our factory's equipment may not be the most advanced, but our workers are all experienced. Now that the first batch of trial production is successful, we'll move directly into mass production. Once the first batch of finished products is all assembled, I'll personally contact the General Hospital of the Military Region to deliver the goods!"

Qiao Xinxin nodded vigorously, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling: "Okay, Director Sun, then I'll trouble you. Please arrange for mass production as soon as possible, and I'll also hurry up and send you the next batch of core medicinal materials."

"No problem, let's work together!"

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

That morning, a green Jiefang brand truck slowly drove into the backyard of the military region's general hospital.

The car door opened, and several pharmaceutical factory workers in blue-gray work clothes began to unload boxes that were sturdily nailed together with wooden planks.

Dr. Chen deliberately skipped the outpatient clinic today and waited at the warehouse entrance early in the morning.

"Dr. Chen, the goods from Chengxi Pharmaceutical Factory have arrived. There are fifty boxes in total. Please take a look." The worker leading the team handed over a delivery slip.

"Okay, thank you everyone for your hard work."

Dr. Chen adjusted his glasses and stepped forward himself. He took out a small crowbar from his pocket and, with a "click," pried open the lid of one of the wooden crates.

Inside, rows of small brown glass bottles were neatly stacked.

Dr. Chen picked up a bottle and examined the packaging carefully. The words "Qiao's Hemostatic Powder" on the label were particularly eye-catching, and the production date was also the most recent.