"A bunch of ignorant country bandits, only Old Wang has the foresight. Today, I'll show you what the art of explosion is all about!"
Zhang Su was quite dissatisfied with the crowd's reaction. After speaking, he handed the bottle to Yu Qing.
"I don't have a delicate hand, Teacher Yu, you do it. Take one milliliter of liquid and drop it into this small medicine bottle..."
"No way!" Fu Weijun hurriedly interrupted Zhang Su, holding up a palm, and said very seriously, "Zero point five, at most zero point five milliliters is enough, trust me."
Yu Qing looked at Zhang Su. She would definitely listen to Zhang Su's decision.
"Mr. Zhang, we're just testing. Too much might cause unnecessary loss. It could have even greater use in the future."
Fu Weijun felt his previous tone was too harsh, seemed to make the situation a bit awkward, so he quickly changed his tone and spoke again.
"Alright, let's be conservative, just zero point five milliliters."
