Chapter 173 The Miraculous Effects of the Divine Medicine

In the living room of Courtyard No. 1, after Liang Hongbo, who was practically carried away, left, the tense atmosphere in the air finally dissipated a bit.

Old Chen held the now-cold Wuyi Snow Peak tea cup, his cloudy eyes revealing a hint of turmoil. He looked at the barefoot, indifferent young woman in front of him, and after a long while, he sighed.

"Girl, you've gone too far with this move."

Bai Zhu walked to the opposite side of him, personally picked up the thermos, and refilled it with hot water, causing the fragrant aroma of tea to rise again.

“Old Chen, it’s not that I’m playing dirty tricks.” Her voice was calm. “They’re the ones who handed me the knife. I can’t let them down.”

Old Chen chuckled at her words and shook his head: "You...you're like a little fox."

He took a sip of hot tea and said, "However, the situation of that Zhang girl is indeed... alas, extremely dangerous. Are you really confident?"

Bai Zhu didn't answer directly, but instead turned around, picked up a deep red apple from the fruit plate next to her, and handed it over.

I don't know what variety the apple was; it wasn't very big, but it had a wonderfully fragrant aroma.

"Old Chen, try this. I had it grown; it's good for relieving fatigue."

Old Chen took it, and without thinking much, took a big bite.

Crunchy.

The sweet juice burst in my mouth, and an indescribable feeling of comfort went down my throat, as if it instantly dispelled the fatigue of getting up early and made my mind clearer.

"Hey! What... what kind of apple is this?!" Old Chen's eyes lit up, and he devoured the apple in a few bites, leaving only the core.

"It tastes even better than your 'Tangdixuan' restaurant!"

Bai Zhu just smiled and didn't say anything.

That's the best answer.

Seeing her confident demeanor, Old Chen's last bit of worry dissipated. He tossed the fruit pit into the trash can and stood up.

"Alright, old man, I'm just here to support you. Now that the stage is set, how the show goes is up to you."

"Just tell me what you need. I can't guarantee anything else, but in Beijing, no one dares to touch the people I, Chen, want to protect."

After seeing Old Chen off, the faint smile on Su Wantang's face slowly faded, replaced by a cold and calm expression.

She turned and went upstairs to her study, where she dialed Qin Zheng's number.

"Have all the personnel been arranged?"

"Reporting to Sister-in-law, everything is arranged. In February, we'll lead men to guard the outer perimeter, and in March, we'll be in charge of intelligence. Our men have already thoroughly searched Madam Zhang's residence, inside and out, and even know how many rat holes there are." Qin Zheng's voice was steady and powerful.

“Very good.” Su Wantang’s fingertips began to tap the table rhythmically. “Move the command center here, to the east wing of Courtyard No. 1. Also, bring me all of Madam Zhang’s medical records and examination reports from Peking Union Medical College Hospital and the General Hospital of the Military over the past three years. Not a single one can be missing.”

"yes!"

“And another thing,” Su Wantang paused.

“Draft an invitation letter in my name, inviting the Beijing Daily, Health News, and all the newspapers that are enjoying the drama today to come to Zhang’s house in seven days to observe my treatment. Tell them that this is a public showdown between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and welcome them to record the whole process to witness a miracle, or... witness a scam.”

Qin Zheng, on the other end of the phone, could feel the young lady's overwhelming murderous aura even through the phone line, and he felt his blood boiling.

"Understood! I'll take care of it right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Su Wantang went to the kitchen alone. Wang Ma was tidying up; seeing her come in, she quickly came to greet her.

"Miss, would you like something to eat?"

"No rush." ​​Su Wantang rolled up her sleeves. "Wang Ma, help me light the fire in that newly built medicine stove in the backyard. I need the strongest charcoal fire."

Soon, in the back garden of Courtyard No. 1, a specially made purple clay medicine stove was heated until it was red-hot.

Su Wantang carefully took out several items from her bag.

A section of rootstock shaped like a dragon's claw and entirely black, an orchid with leaves as thin as cicada wings emitting a faint fluorescence, and several fungi the size of pigeon eggs with golden patterns on their surfaces.

These are some of the oldest and most potent medicinal herbs in the Begonia Space. Any one of them could cause a huge uproar in the medical world.

She placed the medicinal herbs into the stove in the correct order of their medicinal properties, and then drew water from the mountain spring in the courtyard. As the charcoal embers licked, a strange medicinal fragrance began to waft out from the stove.

The fragrance was incredibly strong, yet not pungent. Just one whiff of it made one feel as if their internal organs had been cleansed, leaving them completely refreshed.

The two guards standing at the gate, who had been standing ramrod straight, felt their tense muscles relax as soon as they smelled the medicinal fragrance. The fatigue from days of duty vanished, and they were surprisingly energetic.

"Damn, Li, can you smell that? What's that smell?"

"I smelled it... Good heavens, my chronic rhinitis seems to have cleared up instantly! It's even more effective than menthol!"

The two looked at each other and saw shock and awe in each other's eyes.

...

at the same time.

In the western part of Beijing, there is an ordinary clinic called "Renxin Clinic" with three underground floors.

This is one of the most secretive strongholds of "Eagle's Nest" in Beijing.

Wearing a white lab coat, Qian Weiguo stared intently at a row of huge data monitoring screens in front of him.

On the screen, the vital signs of an experimental subject codenamed "Tyrant" are rising wildly at a rate that can only be described as miraculous!

Heart rate, blood pressure, cell activity, nerve reaction speed... all data not only returned to the peak values ​​of a normal person, but also continued to break through and surpass the limits of human beings!

"We did it! We did it!" Qian Weiguo was so excited that he trembled all over. He grabbed the phone next to him and dialed an encrypted number.

"Mr. Watchmaker! A major breakthrough! We've made a major breakthrough!" His voice was somewhat shrill with excitement.

"The 'miracle drug' you entrusted to me for research has effects... effects that are simply miraculous! The 'Tyrant's' physical data has completely surpassed our 'Knight' program! I suggest we immediately allocate additional funding; we must mass-produce this drug! With it, our 'Purge Plan' will face no further obstacles!"

A low chuckle came from the other end of the phone.

“Very good, Weiguo, you did a great job.”

Just as Qian Weiguo was enjoying this supreme glory and preparing to receive even greater commendation from his superiors—

"Beep—beep—beep—"

Suddenly, a piercing alarm blared throughout the laboratory! The red alarm lights flashed wildly, illuminating Qian Weiguo's smug face as if it were blood red.

He turned around abruptly and looked toward the reinforced glass isolation room where the "tyrant" was located.

The experimental subject, whose data had just been off the charts, suddenly clutched his head and let out a bloodcurdling scream that sounded inhuman!

Immediately afterward, under Qian Weiguo's horrified gaze, the subject's skin began to turn black and crack at a visible speed, like a piece of charcoal that had been burned in a furnace for three days and three nights!

"What's going on?! Quick! Give me a sedative!" Qian Weiguo roared into the microphone.

However, it was all too late.

Black cracks instantly spread all over the test subject's body. The next second, thick black blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose!

On the monitoring screen, the data curves that were just rising steadily plummeted at a rate ten times faster than when they were rising!

All data instantly reset to zero!

"Pfft—"

A soft sound.

Under the stunned gazes of Qian Weiguo and all his subordinates, the experimental subject "Tyrant," on whom so much hope had been placed, simply... turned into a pool of viscous liquid emitting black smoke, spreading a nauseating stench on the floor of the isolation room.

A pool of black water.

Dead silence.

The entire laboratory was deathly silent.

Before Qian Weiguo could recover from this terrifying upheaval, alarms blared throughout the entire underground base!

"Report! Experiment Subject Two has collapsed!"

"Report! Subjects No. 5, No. 7, and No. 9 are exhibiting the same symptoms! Vital signs have disappeared!"

"Report! All...all the test subjects who took the 'miracle drug,' all...all of them..."

The report abruptly stopped, because there was no longer any need to report.

The entire base was transformed into a living hell in just one minute.

Qian Weiguo's face was deathly pale, his body was ice cold, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He finally understood.

I've been tricked!

He was completely fooled by that quack doctor who sold medicine!

That's not some miracle drug at all! It's a death warrant! It's a super bomb that ignites all hope, then explodes at the highest point, blasting them to pieces!

"ah--!"

Qian Weiguo let out a furious roar, kicking over the instrument in front of him. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

"Find it! Find it for me!"

"Find that 'shriveled-headed' guy who sold us the medicine at all costs!!"

"I'm going to grind him into mincemeat, inch by inch!"