The prescription

"No need. Let's each take thirty percent. After all, I only provided a prescription; there isn't much else I can help with." Ye Qianfan had been looking for a steady source of income, so he gladly accepted Fugui's proposal. "If anything, I'm afraid I'll be taking money for nothing from here on out. After a while, you might start feeling unhappy about that!"

"Not at all! With this miraculous medicine, I've already rendered a great service. Even if I don't take any money, I won't be losing out!"

Shen Lang waved his hands repeatedly.

Fugui also nodded repeatedly. "Brother Shen Lang is right! Besides, you saved my life. It would only be right for me not to take any money. Brother Ye, please stop refusing!"

"Since you both insist, I'll take one share more than you. Thirty percent each for you, forty for me!" Ye Qianfan said solemnly. "Neither of you should refuse again! After all, in a money-making venture, if someone else takes all the money, resentment is bound to grow over time! I want us to work together for good, not just trade a favor for the moment. A business like that won't last!"

"Brother Ye is right!" Hearing Ye Qianfan's business wisdom, Fugui felt ashamed of his own inadequacy. "We were too shortsighted! Brother Ye truly is a dragon among men. Not only are your Daoist arts powerful and your medical skills exceptional, but even your first-rate business sense leaves me in admiration!"

"I know a little..."

"Brother Ye, come take a look! Something seems wrong with this flood dragon!"

Before Ye Qianfan could finish speaking, Shen Lang interrupted him.

At that, he hurriedly turned to look and discovered that the huge black fish they had hauled ashore had actually begun to melt!

Under the light, wisps