Elixir Supplier

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"I just know that they have been discussing the solution. It is so hard to go through it this time," the middle-aged woman said.

"You should prepare for the worst. Where is older brother?"

"He is still there; some people have been very impatient."

"Ah, there may be a change. He could live for more than one month, or 20 days." The woman sighed and then she looked at the ward.

The old man seemed to be a tree for them. Although the tree was filled with wounds and it seemed to fall, it would be a miracle if it still stood. Just as the saying went, monkeys disperse when the tree falls. Their family would be devastated when he passed away.

At that moment, two people rushed to the ward.

"Sirou, Qisheng, why are you here?" It Guo Sirou and He Qisheng—they rushed over from Lianshan.

"Uncle, Aunt, how is Grandpa?"

"He is still the same without any recovery. Zhenghe just went back in," the middle-aged woman said.

"I got some medicine for Grandpa," Guo Sirou took out the Regather soup that she sought from Wang Yao.

"Medicine? What kind of medicine?"

"Chinese medicine. Zhenghe was cured by the same medicine made by that man when he was in the hospital in Lianshan."

"Sirou, I know how you are feeling, but your grandpa's condition is very serious, and he cannot be tortured anymore." The woman sighed slightly and looked at her niece with soft eyes.

"Secretary Guo, I think we should at least try," He Qisheng said peacefully.

"Qisheng?" Secretary Guo changed his expression slightly. He knew about the character of He Qisheng—he would not talk back unless it was important. He Qisheng also did not speak nonsense.

"However, we should ask two masters to test the medicine before trying it," He Qisheng continued.

"Yes. We could ask Master Li and Master Sun to test the medicine," Guo Sirou said urgently.

"Fine, we'll invite them to test it," Secretary Guo finally agreed.

...

At night, there were several people in the resting room. Beside Guo Sirou, He Qisheng and two middle-aged people, there were two older gentlemen who seemed to be in good spirits. There was a white porcelain vase on the table in front of them with the regather soup made by Wang Yao inside.

The two old men tested the medicine by themselves. Thirty minutes later they asked, "Qisheng, who made this?"

"An unknown Chinese medicine doctor."

"How about the formula?" the old man to the right side asked.

"I don't know, but we provided the ginseng, glossy ganoderma, angelica…." He Qisheng repeated all the medicine herbs provided by him.

"What do you think about the efficacy?" He Qisheng stood to one side and asked.

"We just tried it, but we can feel something alright. Old Senior Officer can have it, but he should not be fed too much at the very first time!"

"Can we test the ingredients of the herbal medicine?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Hey, it takes years to test all the ingredients of the herbal medicine without the formula. We can wait but Old Senior Officer cannot wait. It is not harmful, so he can take it," the larger, older man said.

"Okay, we'll just try it."

The old man lying on the bed was not fed with too much; he was given just a small cup. There was not that much of a difference when he just took the medicine, but two old men did not leave just yet. They stayed with him and they felt his pulse from time-to-time.

Half an hour later, the slimmer old man who felt the pulse stood up and said, "The pulse has gotten stronger, which is a good sign."

"All vital signs on the monitors are good," He Qisheng said.

"We can feed him more."

They gave him another small cup and the effects were much more obvious. The finger of the old man moved slightly.

"It moved! Grandpa's finger moved," Guo Sirou gasped softly.

The family and the medical staff did not sleep. They fed him several times until half of the medicine was finished. The next morning, the old man lying on the bed opened his eyes when there was sunlight in the ward. He spoke in a weak voice, "Sirou?"

"Grandpa, Grandpa. You've woken up!?" Guo Sirou cried excitedly.

The people in the room were so happy, especially the two middle-aged people. They breathed a long sigh of relief.

"The medicine is so great!" The slim old man cried.

"Yes. I do want to meet the guy who made it!"

"Qisheng."

"Yes, what can I do for you?" He Qisheng asked respectfully.

"Can you introduce us the one who made the herbal medicine?"

"Sorry. Miss Guo promised that we wouldn't interrupt his peaceful life—that was one of the requirements for him to make the medicine for us," Qisheng said embarrassedly.

"Oh. Yes, he is also the one who prefers quietness. That is fine. However, I am also curious. What was the other requirement?" the old man asked.

"The medicine costs 1 million yuan."

"Worth it. It would even be worth 10 million, let alone 1 million," the larger, older man said.

"It should be said that the one who loves peace is not eager for money," the slim old man said.

"I don't think that he thinks highly of money. Zhenghe was out of danger for the medicine provided by him when he was poisoned, but he asked for no money. Miss Guo gave him 500 thousand, but he rejected it directly. He just required that he and his family's life would not be interrupted. Finally, he just made us promise him one thing."

"Promise? What kind of promise?"

"Miss Guo should try hard to help him if he needs something in the future," Qisheng said.

"Oh. That's not a problem. Sirou is an exceptional woman and she always keeps her word."

"Yes. It won't be a problem at all."

Within two days, the medicine was finished, and the old man recovered. His spirits had been restored and he could even say something simple, which delighted the whole family and shocked the medical staffs who had been trying to cure him for a long time.

Guo Sirou required that the way her grandpa was cured be a secret only known by several people.

"Sirou," Guo Sirou's grandpa said.

"Grandpa Sun."

"You should try to get that medicine again."

The two old men kept tracing and observing—they could see the change in the patient. The magic of the herbal medicine shocked them so much.