"Interesting."
In the first class cabin seat.
Tang Qing's lips suddenly curved upwards, and in the projection of his glasses, a large group of people were passionately arguing, clamoring loudly, so lively that some even began banging on the table in arousal.
Luckily.
All present were distinguished figures, so no fights broke out.
"..."
"I disagree, the pharmacology of the Transcription Fluid is unclear, it may cure cancer in the short term, but whether there are long-term risks still needs time to be tested; it must go through our clinical and Medicine approval processes."
"Outdated."
"I am responsible for the safety of people."
"Responsible? Then why aren't you responsible for those who might die of the disease soon?"
"Please do not equivocate."
"You are committing murder..."
"..."
"I think we should still be cautious. If the production of Transcription Fluid can be set up in our country, it's not out of consideration."
"Do you think you're smarter than others?"
"..."
