"Pastor Liu, relax, just think we are going to the West to obtain the scriptures." Liu Qing said with a chuckling.

Huangmao nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, Pastor Liu, you are the Bodhisattva who saves the suffering."

As he said that, he folded his hands together and saluted Pastor Liu.

He is a stubborn person. Since he decided to fight with Liu Qing, he would not look back easily. After seeing it, he became much happier.

Moreover, he felt that his days are much better than before. He had medicine every day, could earn money to send it home and save people, which was something he dared not think about before.

As for the risks, he didn't care.

Just go to jail, but no one will die. I will still be a hero after I come out.

At least the future will be much better than before, with hope and hope.

Maybe he can find a girlfriend in the future.

Pastor Liu forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Although he is cautious in nature, he will not regret what he decides.

After communicating with Liu Qing several times, he was completely convinced. Although this matter was risky, he was willing to give it a try.

He does not have the power of Bodhisattva, Buddha and Lord, but he has at least a compassionate heart and is willing to carry a heavy cross for the suffering people.

The plane passes through the clouds, and from time to time, it will tremble and jump when encountering convective air.

Huangmao grabbed the seat nervously, her face turned a little white, but she couldn't help but look out through the glass to see the white clouds outside the window and the earth under her feet.

Pastor Liu held his hands in front of his chest and chanted the Bible in a low voice.

Liu Qing looked around and suddenly laughed. This was really a strange combination of teams to learn from the scriptures.

The plane landed at the New Delhi Airport. The three of them went straight to the city, first found a hotel to stay, and then went for lunch.

Pastor Liu communicated with locals in English throughout the whole process, which made Liu Qing feel very worry-free.

To save people, you also need to save yourself.

Only by participating and experiencing it will you cherish it more.

After dinner, Liu Qing said, "Let's go, let's go to the pharmacy to find medicine, and then we will contact the pharmacy to discuss long-term cooperation and get the agency rights."

On the street, people were wearing long gowns, colorful dresses, and some even hats, and looked at Liu Qing and the other two with curious eyes.

Some people sing, some dance, and some run, and there is a bustling scene.

Suddenly, there was a noise ahead, and people rushed over, some people folded their hands together for ten weeks, and some kowtowed on the ground.

Liu Qing and the others stopped and watched, and saw someone walking over with two statues in front of him, with smoke scattered around him and petals fluttering.

The statue on the left has three eyes and four hands, holding three forks, divine snails, water jugs and drums in his hand. He was wearing animal skin, covered with ashes, his head was decorated with a crescent moon, and his hair was tied into horns. The statue on the right carries a head in his hand, his mouth is covered with blood, and his expression is scary.

People sang and danced around these two statues and worshiped them.

Huangmao was stunned, his eyes full of shock.

Pastor Liu looked at this scene and suddenly a trace of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. He folded his hands together and bent down to the two statues.

Liu Qing smiled slightly, waited for the statue to go away, and asked, "Pastor Liu, who are these two statues? Tell us their stories!"

Pastor Liu nodded, his voice a little low: "They are Shiva and Kali. Shiva is the Hindu god of destruction. He has great ability to subdue demons. The third eye on his forehead can spew out divine fire that destroys everything. He once burned three demon cities, so he is respected as the destroyer of the Three Demon City. He also swallowed poison that can destroy the world, and his neck was burned to blue-black, and all of them are also called 黑官网. And Hindus believe that destruction also has the meaning of rebirth, so he is also the god of creation and is believed as the highest god. Buddhist literature calls him the Great Free Heaven, staying in the top of the realm of form, and is the lord of the three thousand realms."

"And Kali is the incarnation of Shiva's wife. She killed the powerful devil Lakvira. Every drop of blood of this devil can produce a new incarnation, and Kali drank all the blood of its incarnation."

Huangmao looked at Pastor Liu, his eyes full of shock and admiration, and he felt that he was too educated.

Liu Qing smiled slightly. Pastor Liu was very interesting. He believed in the Western Lord, but was familiar with Buddhist allusions and culture.

Although he is a pastor, he is actually a victim, struggling to find a way to salvation.

"It's great. As soon as we came, we met these two great gods. It seems that God also hopes that we can save people." Liu Qing chuckled.

Pastor Liu smiled and raised his head slightly. The sun shone on him, and a layer of golden light was applied to him.

Yellow-haired breathed a long sigh and said happily: "We will succeed."

Next, the trio found the generic drug Glenin at the largest pharmacy nearby, and then found the manufacturer's address. The next morning, he took a tricycle to the pharmaceutical factory and used his money to display his money ability and met Rababar Khan, the person in charge of wholesale sales.

Rababar Khan slapped the envelope in his hand, "It seems that you are very sincere, but our medicine is excluded by Ruitu genuine company. It is risky to take it back. I heard that your country is very strict in arresting it if it is seized..."

According to Liu Qing’s previous explanation, Pastor Liu said affirmatively: “As long as you ship the goods, we will bear the risks at your own risk and will not cause you any losses.”

Rababar Khan said satisfiedly: "Since that's the case, we can cooperate, a box priced at 6,000 rupees, and the goods will be made first!"

6,000 rupees are about 560 yuan, which is a little more expensive than the local wholesale price, but it is much cheaper than the domestic genuine Glenin.

After leaving the pharmaceutical factory, Huang Mao said angrily: "The genuine medicine costs 40,000 yuan, and the Indian medicine costs only a few hundred yuan. The gap is so big. Ruitu Company wants to take people."

Liu Qing patted his shoulder and said, "The high price is caused by a variety of factors. People have patent protection. Moreover, for pharmaceutical companies, the cost of R&D investment is huge. If they fail, they cannot get a penny back. The high price makes the pharmaceutical companies profitable, and only after making money can they have the motivation to invest in the research and development of new drugs. So, objectively speaking, it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong, and we can only rely on ourselves."

Huangmao was confused. He grabbed his head and said, "Why did you hear what you said? I think it's my fault that I can't afford to take medicine! Why is it so difficult to live?"

Pastor Liu, who was beside him, looked dim and sighed.

Liu Qing smiled bitterly and said, "No one is easy. In short, we have obtained the agency rights and many people have a way out. This is a good thing."

Huang Mao nodded and said firmly: "We are doing good deeds."

Pastor Liu listened silently, thinking that Liu Qing didn't make money from it, that was the real good deed. But if he didn't make money, Liu Qing would definitely not take the risk to come to India to buy medicine. This is similar to the reason why pharmaceutical companies sell medicine at high prices.

Thinking of this, Pastor Liu was completely relieved and felt peace in his heart.
Chapter completed!