Han Lang rushed to the Heavenly Doctor Pavilion, and without a word, pulled Ma Long, who was standing at the entrance, to go inside. His anxious demeanor thoroughly frightened Wang Fang, who was standing nearby.
"Little divine doctor, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
"Nothing, nothing. I just need to talk to Brother Ma about something. You carry on with your work!"
As he explained, he unceremoniously dragged Ma Long to an empty ward upstairs and, with a 'bang', shut the door.
Ma Long sat dumbfounded on the hospital bed, his hands protectively covering his chest, staring at Han Lang with a look of astonishment.
"Young master, I'm really not that kind of person. You should find someone else!"
Seeing the burly Ma Long acting like a delicate young woman, Han Lang almost gagged.
"Alright, alright. If I were really into that, I wouldn't be looking for a hulking brute like you! I actually have something important!"
Seeing Han Lang's serious expression, Ma Long also became serious.
"You need me for something? What can I do for you?"
Han Lang took out a bottle of mineral water from his pocket and offered it to Ma Long.
"Take a sip of this!"
Looking at the pale pink liquid in the mineral water bottle, Ma Long became suspicious again.
"You still say you don't mean that. You're openly trying to drug me now!"
Han Lang's head spun upon hearing this, and he quickly explained.
"This isn't medicine! No, it is medicine, but although its color does look a bit like that kind of medicine, it's really not what you think it is."
Han Lang's incoherent explanation only made Ma Long more suspicious. He looked at Han Lang with disdain, his face full of doubt.
"You don't even believe yourself when you say that, do you?"
Han Lang was utterly defeated by his words and, not knowing how to explain it to him, said in exasperation.
"Just tell me if you'll drink it or not!"
"Drink! Of course, I'll drink it! I promised that if you healed my leg, I'd follow your lead. Never mind this kind of medicine, I wouldn't hesitate to drink poison that causes instant death."
After speaking, he unscrewed the cap and was about to drink when Han Lang stopped him.
"Wait!"
"After you drink this medicine, your body might feel a surge of heat, but don't worry, that's normal. I still need to hold your hand!"
Han Lang's words further solidified Ma Long's suspicions about the liquid. He said reluctantly.
"I know this medicine will make me feel hot all over, but... can you wait until the effects kick in before holding my hand? It's a bit nauseating right now!"
Han Lang was completely speechless.
His original intention was simply to observe Ma Long's bodily reactions in real-time through physical contact after he drank the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit, thereby neutralizing any excess spiritual energy in his body. He never expected Ma Long's thoughts to go so far astray.
"Stop talking nonsense! I need to hold it now!"
Ma Long, resigned, extended his left hand, allowing Han Lang to grasp his wrist. The moment their skin touched, he felt a tingling sensation.
"Gulp!"
He took a symbolic sip and then looked at Han Lang with the air of someone ready to be slaughtered. 138 Reading Network
Han Lang was not idle either. He released his divine sense to observe Ma Long's condition while preparing to neutralize any excess spiritual energy in his body at any moment.
Before long, an intense heat erupted from all parts of Ma Long's body, and his skin instantly turned red. At the same time, a wave of dizziness washed over him, leaving him feeling bewildered.
But at that moment, a sharp pain shot through his body, causing him to let out a muffled groan.
Han Lang reacted swiftly, immediately activating the spiritual energy within him and instantly neutralizing the excess spiritual energy in Ma Long's body.
"Hoo~"
Shortly after, Ma Long let out a long sigh, his mind cleared, and the redness on his skin subsided.
"How do you feel?"
Ma Long rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and then said with a smile.
"I was a bit uncomfortable just now, especially that sharp pain, it was very unpleasant. But now I feel great! It's like reaching the pinnacle of life!"
"Are you feeling any discomfort?"
Ma Long listened, carefully felt himself, and then replied.
"No discomfort at all, and my spirits seem much better!"
Hearing Ma Long say this, Han Lang was overjoyed.
Although the concentration of the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit solution was still a bit high, it at least proved that everything was as he had predicted, and it was effective.
Just as Han Lang was feeling pleased, Ma Long's next words almost made him stumble.
"Little sir, this medicine of yours doesn't seem very suitable for that kind of purpose. The effect wears off too quickly! Let me try another sip."
"Wait a moment!"
Han Lang's interruption made Ma Long think he was going to stop him. Just as he was about to sternly admonish him, he heard words that made him look utterly astonished.
"Let me dilute it for you!"
Han Lang said, taking out a disposable cup, pouring half a cup of the solution, adding a quarter cup of water, and handing it to Ma Long.
With his previous experience, Ma Long no longer hesitated and drank it down immediately.
Soon, the uncomfortable sensation of heat returned, and his skin turned red again. The only difference was that this time, there was no sharp pain. Besides the pleasurable rush of blood, there was no other sensation.
"How do you feel this time?"
Han Lang asked eagerly.
"Much better! The uncomfortable feeling is less, and there's no sharp pain. Little sir, what exactly is this medicine of yours? It doesn't feel like that kind of medicine at all!"
Han Lang's face darkened.
"When did I ever say it was that kind of medicine? You assumed it yourself. This is my newly developed cold medicine!"
"Oh, I thought this heat felt a bit different from that heat. So it's a cold medicine!"
Han Lang ignored Ma Long, who was being stubbornly obtuse. Having gotten his answer, he had a general idea of what he needed to do.
While the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit solution could meet his needs, it didn't mean it could be released to the general public.
What was the perfect ratio for the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit solution? What other medicinal herbs needed to be added to neutralize it and make the effects more gentle? What was the ideal final volume for a bottle of the medicine?
These were all questions that required him to use his experience as a Shen Nong Heavenly Doctor to research further.
After all, Ma Long had a relatively good physique, but the vast majority of people in society had physiques inferior to Ma Long's.
What about those with weaker physiques? Women and the elderly? Children?
He had to consider all these factors.
Therefore, he needed to go back and ponder carefully.
"Alright! It's done! I need to go back and do some more research. You can go back to your work now!"
"Ah? Is that it? We haven't even done anything yet!"
Han Lang's eyes rolled to the back of his head.
"What else do you want to do? I solemnly tell you, I'm not into that!"
Ma Long's brows furrowed upon hearing this.
"No, what are you saying! It's like I'm that kind of person. I'm not into that stuff either..."