Four o'clock.
Shennong, carrying a backpack and smelling faintly of alcohol, arrived at Might Duy's house right on time.
"Doctor Shennong, you're here!"
Might Duy warmly ushered Shennong inside. "After the medicinal bath yesterday, and the massage you gave me, I really felt so much better. My body feels full of energy, and I feel young again for the first time in ages! I can't thank you enough, Doctor Shennong!"
"Hahaha, I'm glad I could help, Duy."
Shennong smiled and set his backpack on the living room table. He opened it and took out several packets of herbs.
Meanwhile, Might Duy brought the bathtub he'd made himself the day before out of the living room corner and set it beside the sofa. Then he poured in some water he'd boiled not long ago.
As the scalding water filled the tub, great clouds of white steam rose into the air.
Shennong carefully poured the packets of herbs into the tub in the proper order. As they soaked in the hot water, a pungent smell wafted out and gradually spread through the living room.
Then Shennong picked up a wooden stick and stirred the mixture. The pungent herbal smell grew even stronger—explosively so!
Might Duy pressed his lips together and clenched his teeth, trying to block out the smell, but how could anyone stop breathing?
He held out for three minutes, his nostrils flaring uncontrollably. At last, he couldn't hold his breath any longer, and the pungent herbal smell rushed into his chest and stomach...
Hiss~
That was the smell!
Might Duy's stomach churned. He hurriedly flung open the living room windows and the front door, letting fresh air in. It eased his nausea a little.
"Hahaha, that's just how the herbs smell, Duy. You'll get used to it."
Shennong laughed.
"Sorry,