Chapter 19

There's no need to act like an old hand; this kind of caution has never been lacking.

The moment the pill entered his throat, the medicinal power began to spread, entering his stomach. With a surge of spiritual energy, it dispersed entirely, a wondrous and mysterious spiritual power flowing through his meridians, reaching the severely injured internal organs in an instant...

In the next moment...

An indescribable spiritual energy surged, instantly transforming into countless streams, merging into He Biqu's five organs and six viscera. The area where he had sealed his severe injuries for thirty years with his own spiritual essence now felt warm and incredibly comfortable.

He Biqu made a decisive decision and immediately withdrew the protective spiritual energy.

He then used his own spiritual energy to follow this peculiar medicinal power, striving to catalyze it and maximize its effects...

The moment his spiritual energy shifted from isolation to catalysis, the warm and comfortable feeling instantly filled him. The ice-coldness that could only be sealed and suppressed, which could not be shaken or dissolved, began to loosen...

This warm and comfortable feeling had not been experienced for thirty years!

Even with He Biqu's cultivation and endurance, he could not help but show a contented expression, his wrinkles seeming to relax significantly.

The spiritual energy circulated through one complete cycle, and the warmth continued to impact...

Suddenly...

He Biqu let out a muffled groan, his mouth opening to release a puff of white gas.

It landed on the ground in front of him, and a sudden chill rose and surged.

In an instant, the entire clinic seemed to be plunged into an icy world, and Feng Yin could not help but shiver.

This change was too sudden!

He Biqu, having expelled this breath of cold air, looked even more relaxed. He stared at the spot where the cold air had landed, where ice had already formed on the ground, radiating a piercing cold.

"Surprisingly... it worked!"

Wu Tiejun's face lit up with joy. "Old Master, are you cured?"

"Cured... it's not that simple with a chronic illness."

He Biqu shook his head. "But the ice-cold poison has been expelled by about one-tenth to one-twentieth by this pill... Sigh, if I had known the miraculous nature of this medicine from the beginning and had immediately catalyzed its effects, the efficacy would have been even greater, perhaps by another twenty percent. Truly, it is a divine medicine, a miraculous doctor's skill..."

He sighed deeply, with more to say.

The greatest regret was that only two more pills of this medicine existed. Even if both were given to him, they would not be enough to completely expel the cold poison... If there were a dozen or so, perhaps he could truly be cured.

With his thirty years of experience in resisting the cold poison, he could certainly reach a new level and break through to a new realm.

Now, however, that was impossible. He still had to be on guard against the cold poison's counterattack, not daring to expend too much of his essence, and retaining most of his power. Nevertheless, his current condition was undoubtedly much better than before.

At the very least, he could use his full strength once or twice without any hindrance.

Thinking of this, the heavy sense of crisis that had weighed on him suddenly dissipated like thin snow under the sun.

Wu Tiejun was overjoyed. "It really works! Sir, Brother Feng, how many more of these pills do you have?"

Feng Yin's face twisted. "I have two more... but I will never use them again..."

"Could you give me one more? Just one more?"

Wu Tiejun's voice had a pleading tone.

"Really, I can't!"

Feng Yin's expression was conflicted, but his tone was firm. "With my current medical skills, I cannot cure Old Master He, but I know the limits of my family's inherited medicine. Even with ten more pills, it might not be enough to completely cure him. Using these two would be like adding a drop of water to a bucket, insignificant in the grand scheme of things."

"But if these two are used up, this medicine will truly be lost... These two are my last hope to bring this medicine back to the world!"

Wu Tiejun looked at him with a conflicted and hesitant expression.

"Iron Army! No rudeness."

He Biqu straightened his back and sternly said, "To obtain such a divine medicine is already a stroke of luck. How can you be so greedy?"

"Yes."

Wu Tiejun stood straight, his expression dejected.

He Biqu patted Wu Tiejun's shoulder and sighed. "This medicine can almost be considered a strategic weapon. If it is lost, it would be a great regret. If it is lost because of me, I would never forgive myself, and I would die with regret."

"Yes."

When He Biqu looked at Feng Yin again, his eyes had changed significantly. "Mr. Feng, I hope you can thoroughly research your family's inherited medicine and ensure it remains in the world. Do not let such a divine medicine be lost."

"Old Master is right."

Feng Yin said, "I have already made some progress in refining this medicine, but there is one key point I cannot break through. I can successfully replicate it once out of dozens of attempts, but the other failures do not seem to have any obvious errors. It is truly a state where success and failure are both inexplicable, leaving me in great distress."

He Biqu's eyes lit up. "One success out of dozens? That's already a very good success rate for such a divine medicine! Perhaps you are on the verge of true success. Those processes that seem error-free may not be without flaws. Investigate them step by step, and the truth will eventually come to light."

"Old Master is right. Today, seeing the effects of the medicine on you has strengthened my resolve to bring it back to the world," Feng Yin said with a determined and serious look.

"Even if there are still many difficulties ahead, do not give up easily. With such a miraculous and mysterious effect, even if it succeeds only once out of ten or twenty attempts, it is still enough to shock the world."

He Biqu's tone was full of admiration.

Now, he had no doubt about Feng Yin's medical skills. On the contrary, a deep appreciation for his talent had arisen.

He then asked, "Young Mr. Feng, are you interested in joining my Rainbow Heavenly Robe?"

Feng Yin was taken aback. How did treating a disease lead to an offer of a government position?

Isn't this a bit of a big leap?

After some thought, he politely declined. "My family has no rules against entering the government or military, but I am used to a free and easy life and cannot bear the constraints of officialdom. Moreover, until I successfully refine my family's inherited medicine, I have no other thoughts... Old Master, with your extensive experience, you must be familiar with the temptations of officialdom. If I were to be misled at my age, my family's ancestral legacy would truly be lost."

He Biqu admired him even more. "Mr. Feng, you are right. In that case... we can discuss this matter further later."

He then said to Wu Tiejun, "We must strengthen the protection for Young Mr. Feng. We cannot let anything happen to him."

Wu Tiejun replied solemnly, "Yes."

"May I ask, Young Mr. Feng, what is the price of this medicine?" He Biqu frowned slightly.

"This medicine..."

Feng Yin immediately showed a hesitant and awkward expression. "Old Master, your question has stumped me. This medicine is rare in my family, and although I have used it to save a few people during my travels, they were all fatal injuries beyond my medical skills. I gave the medicine to save lives, without setting a price... This time, although it was useful for Old Master, it did not completely cure you. Please decide the price yourself; any amount will do."

This put the ball back in He Biqu's court.

Originally, if Feng Yin had asked for a high price, He Biqu would have given it, but he would have thought less of him.

But that honest and awkward expression, leaving the price to him...

This made He Biqu appreciate him even more, but also made him feel awkward.

Decide the price yourself?

The most difficult thing to hear during a negotiation is, "You decide the price."

It's like asking someone what they want to eat and getting a "Whatever" in response—equally difficult to handle!

But looking at this young man's honest and straightforward face, clear and upright eyes, and noble demeanor, he didn't seem to be a cunning old fox.

Moreover, this medicine had never been sold before, only used to save a few people with fatal injuries, without demanding exorbitant rewards. He Biqu had no doubt about this.

He had monitored the entire process with his divine sense.

The medicine was so well-hidden, and there were really only three pills. After giving one to him, only two remained.

Seeing how carefully this young man handled them, treating them more precious than his own life, how could he casually sell them?

This doctor, Feng, was dedicated to researching divine medicines, saving lives, and benefiting the world. How could such a noble person do something so despicable for money?

He Biqu thought for a moment and said, "Judging by Young Mr. Feng's current cultivation and age, you are still one step away from the innate realm. I think your cultivation talent is slightly inferior. If I give you something too advanced, it might harm you... How about this."

He took out several jade bottles. "Here are twenty high-grade Essence Cultivation Pills, twenty high-grade Essence Power Pills, twenty high-grade Bone Washing Pills, and twenty high-grade Tranquility Pills..."

"Also..."

He Biqu then took out a thousand taels of silver. "Young Mr. Feng, with your benevolent heart and skills, opening a clinic here, I believe, is to focus on improving your medical skills and seek peace. This small amount of silver, I hope you will not refuse. After all, daily life requires these necessities. I hope this will help you maintain your livelihood."

As he spoke, He Biqu felt a bit ashamed.

Wu Tiejun's face turned red, and he looked away, feeling embarrassed.

Sigh, how could we use such filthy silver to repay such a noble person like Mr. Feng?

Truly shameful.

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