"Yes," Qiao Jing raised an eyebrow, "what else?"
Her face was calm and composed, but George was once again deeply shocked.
Being able to produce an anesthetic spray with such limited materials, and on the fly, was beyond the capability of someone who wasn't well-versed in medicine!
Therefore, his master's talents weren't limited to agriculture; he surely had exceptional achievements in the field of medicine as well!
"You must be careful when you make your move."
Before leaving, Qiao Jing particularly reminded George.
Whether the plan succeeded was secondary; she didn't want to implicate George.
"Don't worry, Master, I'll be cautious," George said.
With that, he secured the anesthetic spray and turned to leave.
Afterwards, George tried his best to appear loyal in front of John, continuing to let John lower his guard.
At the same time, he was looking for the right opportunity to drug the guards at the port.
