Fu Cheng could sense everyone looking at him. He clenched his fists before relaxing them.
Before anyone was able to come to any conclusions, he had already come up with a response. "I have genuinely made these medicinal pills. I do not know where Chairman Wang's pills came from. However, my cousin did ask for some of my medicinal pills previously and I know she gave them to someone else."
It would make much more sense if the pills were made by the same apothecary.
Fu Cheng made up his mind to say this when Chairman Wang said that the pills were given by his friend.
He could only hope that Chairman Wang's friend did not personally make those pills.
Deputy Chairman Qin glanced at Fu Cheng and noticed his anxiety. He recalled Fu Cheng asking him about the Chinese herbs used during the exam. He paused before he made up his mind and looked at Chairman Wang. "Even if Fu Cheng wanted to win, he would never have cheated."
