Seeing Shang Lin's calmness, Hu Tangdi's inner turmoil subsided, and she hurriedly replied, "It's the First Provincial Hospital. We were worried that the hospitals in smaller places wouldn't be able to find anything, so we sent the sect leader to the provincial hospital."
Shang Lin silently felt a pang of pain at the money he had spent, but on the surface, she still asked calmly, "Is the examination finished? Have the results come out yet?"
He and Old Man Chai had once had a medical check-up at a large hospital in the provincial capital, and Shang Lin had a very deep impression of how much time that took!
He just doesn't know how long he's been unconscious, so he can't determine the time. But judging from how worried everyone is about him, it must have been quite a while.
Sure enough, She Jinxing replied, "The examination is complete, but not all the results are out yet; some will have to wait until evening."
Hu Tangdi then asked, "How are you feeling, Sect Master? The hospital's examination may not be as informative as your own understanding of your condition."
Shang Lin forced a smile. "That depends on how much of a role the garlic plays!"
She Jinxing, Hu Tangdi, and Chi Xie were all completely bewildered: "Garlic?!"
“Oh, it’s a strange fire.” Shang Lin explained very casually, “I saw that its shape looked like a garlic bulb with a sprout, so I named it Garlic.”
She Jinxing and the other two looked at each other in dismay. Wasn't the sect leader a top student? His naming skills... were truly appalling. Fortunately, they all had names. If the sect leader had chosen them, who knows what bizarre names he would have come up with.
Thank goodness!
But Red Scorpion immediately came to his senses and asked, "What does the Sect Master's physical condition have to do with Garlic? He's not a medical cultivator."
Shang Lin did not tell his disciples about the specifics of his physical condition. Even She Jinxing could only guess at most of it, since the word "demon" sounded unpleasant and there were too many uncertainties.
So Shang Lin's answer was, "Garlic can help stabilize my half of the demon bloodline, so that I can have time to recuperate."
Now Red Scorpion was even more puzzled, "Garlic has this effect?!" Was he just too ignorant?
However, She Jinxing, who watched the entire process of Shang Lin sealing himself, vaguely understood what was going on, but he didn't care about that; he only cared about the sect leader's safety.
Hu Tangdi didn't care. She shared the same thought as She Jinxing: "Can that garlic be trusted?"
None of them had ever been exposed to the strange fire, and besides, Garlic Head was only recently subdued by the sect leader, or rather, he was forcibly subdued by Ah Chou. Could he be wholeheartedly devoted to the sect leader?
Besides, different kinds of strange fire, demon cultivators, and demon plants are all different, and they may not even have much intelligence! So how can they distinguish right from wrong and help the sect leader? Are they just going to rely on a contract of subjugation?
Shang Lin wanted to say, "Originally it was unreliable, after all, it is a strange fire and has basically no intelligence, but with the support of the sealing array, it has to go all out. Of course, this cannot guarantee that it will be foolproof, and we still have to be vigilant at all times."
However, speaking the truth like this would inevitably require an explanation, which would then reveal the existence of demons to them. Therefore, Shang Lin casually replied, "Isn't there a service contract? Of course, it's reliable."
The disciples, who had an inexplicable trust in Shang Lin, naturally believed his words and were all relieved. She Jinxing then asked, "Is the sect leader hungry? I'll go buy some food."
Sometimes, the word "hunger" really shouldn't be mentioned! For example, at this moment, Shang Lin suddenly felt his stomach as if it were screaming out hunger signals.
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