Medicine Martial Prodigy -
Chapter 571: Nauseating and Dizzy
Chapter 571: Chapter 571: Nauseating and Dizzy
Watching the third of the Law Enforcement Hall Warriors forcefully pour a large jar of herbal concoction down the throat of the Guardian of the Eight, Qin Chuan struggled to suppress the urge to vomit and turned his head away.
Upon seeing Qin Chuan’s reaction, Qin Bancheng’s mouth twitched violently. He had only been suspicious before, but at this moment, he was truly certain that Qin Chuan was deliberately tormenting the Guardian of the Eight.
Just as the third Law Enforcement Hall Warrior was busy pouring the medicinal soup into the mouth of the Guardian of the Eight, Lu Yaosheng had just stepped out of the banquet hall when he saw this scene and was completely flabbergasted.
"This..."
He looked at the Guardian of the Eight, who was being pushed around, then at Qin Chuan not far away, and was totally dumbfounded.
Qin Chuan was still alive and kicking, while the Guardian of the Eight was clearly severely injured and had fallen into a coma.
Lu Yaosheng’s face was filled with disbelief as he murmured to himself, "Mr. Qin, won?"
"Elder, haven’t you seen enough? What exactly is going on outside? Can we go out now? Please give us a definite answer!"
"Why even ask him? If there really was a problem, the moment he stepped out of the banquet hall, he would have been killed instantly by the Guardian of the Eight."
"It must be fine now, let’s hurry out and witness the unparalleled elegance of the Guardian of the Eight for ourselves."
...
In an instant, the people of the Nine Gates of Yandu rushed out of the banquet hall, fearing that if they came out late, they would miss the heroic moment of the Guardian of the Eight.
The five Martial Artists of the Law Enforcement Hall, all of their attention focused on pouring the medicine for the Guardian of the Eight, failed to notice that the people in the banquet hall had surged out.
"Guardian of the Eight, open your mouth quickly! Finish these two liters of medicinal soup, and you’ll wake up," encouraged one of the warriors.
"Third, can you be a little more careful? You’ve spilled the soup all over my hands, and this is the Holy Medicine for treating the Guardian of the Eight’s injuries! If he doesn’t drink enough and it affects the result, I’m not going to let you off," scolded another.
"Fourth, can you hold him steady? The Guardian of the Eight almost fell," warned another warrior.
"Ew~ This soup made from boy’s urine really has a damned strong taste!"
...
The Law Enforcement Hall Martial Artists cursed and complained, completely oblivious to the stunned faces of the Yandu’s Nine Gates dignitaries who had just rushed out from the banquet hall and were now standing in a daze.
At this moment, they were all shocked and seemed petrified where they stood, and the words of the Law Enforcement Hall Warriors sent chills down their spines.
Medicinal soup prepared with boy’s urine!
Those words were the crux; what the hell was this about boy’s urine? Plainly speaking, only a few little boys could be considered children, while the rest were teenagers or even young adults in their twenties!
The Guardian of the Eight of the esteemed Guardian Hall had actually drunk medicinal soup brewed with their urine.
Seeing the reaction of these people, the corners of Qin Chuan’s mouth curled up in a mocking arc.
Qin Bancheng just happened to catch the smile on Qin Chuan’s lips and immediately felt a chill down his spine. This brat was simply too cunning. Being an enemy of such a person was definitely unwise.
He subconsciously moved a few steps away from Qin Chuan.
"Ugh~"
Just then, the Guardian of the Eight, who had been in a coma, suddenly spat out a mouthful.
"Guardian of the Eight, you’re awake!"
Seeing the Guardian of the Eight coming to, all five Law Enforcement Hall Warriors were filled with joy.
Just a moment ago, they had suspected whether Qin Chuan was really trying to protect the Guardian of the Eight, but, to their surprise, after drinking the soup made with boy’s urine, he actually woke up.
Having just regained consciousness and then vomiting a big mouthful, the Guardian of the Eight felt extremely dry-mouthed and parched, and said in a low voice, "Water, water..."
The leading power of the Law Enforcement Hall immediately urged, "The medicinal soup! Third, quickly pour the rest of the medicinal soup down the Guardian of the Eight’s throat!"
Hearing his words, the Guardian of the Eight nearly went mad—what he needed wasn’t medicinal broth but water!
Just now, it was because he had drunk a lot of the broth that he vomited. To drink more would surely mean vomiting out his bile too, right?
But he had just woken up, far too weak, and his words were faint; he hadn’t had the chance to speak again when Lao San already picked up the large jar and poured the rest of the medicinal broth straight into the Guardian’s mouth.
"Ugh—"
As soon as the jar was removed, the Guardian leaned over on the ground and began to vomit.
What the hell kind of medicine was this? Why did it taste so dreadful? And why was there a stench of feces and a pungent urine smell?
As the Guardian vomited, he cursed in his heart.
"It seems that the medicine brewed with boy’s urine by Mr. Qin is really effective. I was doubting whether Mr. Qin did it on purpose just now. Turns out, I misunderstood Mr. Qin."
A Law Enforcement Hall Warrior suddenly spoke up.
When the Guardian heard the words "boy’s urine," he completely broke down, and his vomiting grew even more violent.
Yet what made him even more desperate was yet to come. He heard the second-in-command from the Law Enforcement Hall say, "If I’m not mistaken, boy’s urine is the morning urine of boys under ten, right? But Mr. Qin mentioned that if there wasn’t enough, the urine of males under twenty-five could suffice. There were too few little boys in the banquet hall to collect twenty catties of boy’s urine, so, out of necessity, I had to get all the males under twenty-five to urinate."
"Heh, don’t even mention it, those guys in their early twenties kicked up such a fuss. If it weren’t for them being the majority, I really wouldn’t have been able to gather enough."
"Ugh—"
"Guardian of the Eight! Are you alright?"
Feeling as though he might vomit up his liver and lungs, the words of the Law Enforcement Hall’s second-in-command left him wishing he could crawl into a crevice in the ground.
"Right, Lao San, Lao Si, Lao Wu, the herbs Mr. Qin asked you to find—I’ve never even heard of them. Do you guys remember them? In the future, if the Guardian gets injured again, we can use this method to treat him."
"I remember them being People Yellow, Five Essence Fat, Night Bright Sand, Moon Viewing Sand, White Lilac, ambergris, Chicken Feather White, Left Whirlwind Dragon, Two Headed Sharp, Black Ice Shard."
The third-in-command from the Law Enforcement Hall said, "I think that’s the ten medicinal ingredients. Oh, you guys don’t know, when I came out of the medicine shop, the store assistant who prepared the medicine looked at me really weird."
The fourth-in-command from the Law Enforcement Hall hastily added, "That’s right, that’s right, same on my end. They looked at me as though I were an idiot."
Lao Wu continued, "Same here, damn it, the ants of the Secular World, how dare they look at me like that."
Suddenly, the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall thought of something and asked the Guardian, "Guardian of the Eight, I recall you are knowledgeable in herbs. Do you know these ten medicinal ingredients Lao San just mentioned?"
"Ugh—"
This time, the Guardian of the Eight vomited until tears came out, even bringing up blood, and by the end, he simply rolled his eyes back and fainted.
"Guardian of the Eight!"
The people from the Law Enforcement Hall instantly panicked, calling out loudly several times, but the Guardian showed no response.
Qin Bancheng nearby looked completely dumbfounded, his gaze towards the Guardian filled with nothing but sympathy.
How could he not know why the Guardian had fainted again?
The leading figures of the Law Enforcement Hall "thud" fell to their knees before Qin Chuan, their faces filled with pleading, "Mr. Qin, please, save the Guardian quick!"
"Mr. Qin, please, save the Guardian quick!"
...
Within moments, all five warriors from the Law Enforcement Hall were kneeling before Qin Chuan, begging.
The elites from the Nine Gates of Yandu who had just stepped out of the banquet hall watched, stunned.
Then there was Lu Yaosheng, his face pale to the extreme, feeling a chill down his spine, his feet stumbled, and he directly collapsed to the ground.
He kept saying, "How could this be? How could this be?"
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