Su Bei continued scrolling to the next short video:
"A Certain Brand of Formula Milk Turns 300,000 Children into 'Big-Head Babies'!"
In the Western Han Plane, the Weiyang Palace was filled with peace. Emperor Wu of Han sat upon his dragon throne, gently shaking a small rattle in his hand, teasing his newborn son. The baby giggled, his adorable appearance filling Emperor Wu with joy. Beside them, Consort Gouyi was focused on embroidering a small garment—a gift for her son. Her face radiated a loving and happy smile, every stitch imbued with her affection for her child.
Suddenly, a massive Sky Screen appeared in the distance, shimmering with an eerie light. Emperor Wu’s gaze was drawn to it, and he watched in astonishment as strange text and images appeared. When he made sense of the words, a surge of fury and shock welled up within him:
"What! Poisonous formula? Who produced this milk? Why would they feed it to newborn infants? The person who manufactured this poison is guilty of a heinous crime!"
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