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Chapter 22

Detoxification Pill?

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Ignoring the gossip around him, Shen Ge extended his Divine Sense, which reached only a few meters, to check what was happening inside the pot.

Under the heat, drops of liquid gradually trickled from the Clear Brightness Grass, and the same happened to the piece of Five-Leaf Ginseng.

After waiting for about half an incense stick's time, the Clear Brightness Grass had turned scorched and withered. Shen Ge opened the lid, reached in with his bare hand, and took out the small bowl underneath.

This was nothing out of the ordinary for Shen Ge, but it startled the onlookers.

Leaving aside the temperature inside the pot, the small bowl alone had been roasting in there so long that it had to be like a hot coal. Yet he dared to grab it with his bare hand. This...

What surprised them even more was that Shen Ge didn't immediately let go of the bowl after taking it out. Instead, he held it in his hand and examined it.

"Th-this man... isn't he afraid of getting burned?"

Ignoring them, Shen Ge stared solemnly at the half-solidified medicinal liquid in the bowl. It was black all over and bore some resemblance to a Detoxification Pill.

Shen Ge dipped a finger into it and had a taste, sensing the changes in the medicine's power inside his body. Before long, he nodded. "Not bad. Although it's a little inferior to a real Detoxification Pill, it should be enough to treat that brother."

Han Wu stepped forward with an anxious expression. "Doctor Shen, is the medicine ready?"

Shen Ge nodded. "It's ready. This medicine is enough to cure your son's poison."

When the crowd watching outside the courtyard heard Shen Ge say the medicine was ready, they immediately began discussing it.

"What? It's done already? He threw two medicinal ingredients into a pot and roasted them for a while, and that solved a condition that countless doctors couldn't treat before? That can't be real!"

"Exactly! If practicing medicine were that simple, I could do it too. Folks, what do you say? Could I open a medical clinic now?"

"Brother Han, this man's a swindler. We all know you're desperate to save your son, but you can't go rushing to any doctor you can find. Be careful, or your son might take that medicine and end up bedridden."

At that moment, a white-haired old man squeezed out of the crowd. He didn't mock Shen Ge, but merely stared at the bowl of medicine in his hand and said in a fairly even voice, "Young man, may I try the medicine in your bowl?"

"It's Sixth Master. Why has he come out today? Doesn't he usually hole up at home, tinkering with his bottles and jars?"

"Young man, I don't mean to question your medical skills. It's just that Old Fifth has done me a kindness, and I'd like to test the medicine for him first."

"I hope you don't mind. Although I can't fathom your abilities, none of us knows whether you're actually a doctor."

Shen Ge chuckled, not feeling challenged, and said casually, "Old sir, you know medicine, don't you? Since you want to try it, go ahead. That should put the family at ease too, shouldn't it?"

"Sixth Master, what are you doing? Since Doctor Shen says it'll work, I'm sure it will. Please don't test it. Besides, you didn't say anything about the medicine prescribed by those doctors I brought from town before, did you?" Han Wu stepped forward to persuade him. He was genuinely afraid the old man would anger Shen Ge and make him refuse to treat his son.

Sixth Master raised an eyebrow and shoved aside the hand Han Wu had extended. "I didn't say anything before because I could tell what those doctors' prescriptions did with one look. But I couldn't make sense of the medicine this young man used. That plant isn't in the medical books, and I don't know anything about its medicinal properties. I watched your boy grow up too, and I'm still counting on him to see me off when I die. Do you think I can let medicine with unknown properties be poured down his throat?"

Striding past Han Wu, Sixth Master walked up to Shen Ge and nodded to him.

Shen Ge nodded back and handed him the bowl. "Old sir, have a taste, but this medicine is rather potent, so don't take too much."

"Thank you for understanding, young man."

Sixth Master casually broke off a thin little stick, dipped it in a little of the medicinal liquid, and put it in his mouth. After waiting quite a while and seeing nothing unusual happen to his body, he said, "I don't know its medicinal properties, but it isn't poisonous."

Having confirmed that it wasn't poison, Sixth Master waved his hand. "Young man, go ahead and use the medicine."

Shen Ge smiled without replying, then turned and went straight into the house with the bowl of medicine.

At the kitchen doorway, Han Yu called out when she saw Shen Ge coming in, "Brother Shen, I'm really sorry for the trouble."

"What trouble? I already told you, Fairy, you have a kind heart, and I'm willing to do you this favor. Don't keep thanking me from now on. It gets annoying when I hear it too much."

Shen Ge entered Han Lin's room and handed him the bowl of medicine.

Han Lin looked at the pitch-black liquid in the bowl, then glanced at Shen Ge with a slight frown. Without much hesitation, he took it.

The scorching heat almost made him drop the bowl as soon as he took it. After passing it between his hands a few times, he tilted his head back and drank the medicinal liquid in one gulp. Then he hurriedly tossed the bowl aside.

"It's so hot! How could you hold it as if nothing were wrong?"

"Is it hot?" Shen Ge looked at Han Lin in confusion. "It's all right, isn't it? I didn't feel any heat."

It would have been strange if he had felt the heat. Was the layer of Spiritual Qi protecting his hand there for nothing?

Without dwelling on such a small matter, Shen Ge asked directly, "Do you feel any better now? What about the tightness in your chest?"

Han Lin carefully checked how he felt and discovered that the pain in his chest had indeed subsided considerably. Although it still ached faintly, he was far better off than before.

Seeing that he had improved, Han Lin struggled to sit up in bed.

Before, while lying in bed, he had felt unbearable pain whenever he moved his torso even slightly. Now, though, he felt no pain.

Shen Ge nodded. "Looks like the poison has been cured. Your body is a little weak, though. Rest for a few more days and you'll be fine."

Han Lin pursed his lips and said softly, "Thank you."

But Shen Ge had already turned and walked out the door.

"Smells good. Fairy, what are you cooking?"

"Brother Shen, are you hungry? The food will be ready soon. We can eat in a little while."

"But we don't have much good food at home, only a little rabbit meat. I hope you won't mind, Brother Shen," Han Yu replied as she busied herself in the kitchen, the sound of stir-frying never stopping.

At that moment, Father and Mother Han were both looking at Shen Ge with hopeful expressions. Han Wu couldn't help stepping forward to ask, "Doctor Shen, how is my son?"

"Don't worry. The poison has been cured. He just needs to recuperate for a few days. Keep this piece of Five-Leaf Ginseng. Cut off a small piece and boil it in water for him to drink every day. In less than half a month, that brother will be lively as a dragon and vigorous as a tiger."

"Thank you, thank you so much! Doctor Shen, you truly are a divine physician in the flesh!" As Han Wu spoke, he dropped to his knees. Fortunately, Shen Ge moved quickly and stopped him, or he would have kowtowed.

Although Shen Ge deserved that kowtow, he didn't like it.

When he saw Mother Han also kneel, intending to kowtow in thanks, Shen Ge immediately put on a stern face and shouted, "Don't you kowtow either! If any of you kowtows, don't blame me for getting angry!"

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