Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 557 - 558

Chapter 557: 558

Song Xiaodong arrived at the hospital and proceeded to research that medicine; this task was equally important, and he couldn’t pause.

Moreover, after back-to-back experiments these past few days, he was gradually nearing the best ratio.

However, what made Song Xiaodong somewhat depressed was that there wasn’t much of the Centennial Ginseng left. If he didn’t succeed soon, he would have to wait to acquire another centennial ginseng for the ratio.

Fortunately, there was a slightly larger supply of Lingzhi and polygonum multiflorum.

This was another thing that greatly frustrated Song Xiaodong; the older these three ingredients were, the bigger the difference in their medicinal potency became. All the ratios he had summarized before were basically useless now.

At noon, He Wenbai, Ellington, and Xiang Te all went to rest, while Song Xiaodong and Lin Su’er stayed in the laboratory.

There was a rest room inside the lab where they usually rested at noon. He Wenbai left at noon on purpose, leaving them some space.

Lin Su’er sat on the bed while Song Xiaodong lay down with his head on her lap; Lin Su’er gently massaged Xiaodong’s forehead and said, "Brother Dongzi, you seem a bit irritated today."

"Yeah, I really am a bit," he nodded. "I feel like we’re about to succeed, but we’re running out of medicine, and it’s making me anxious."

Lin Su’er suggested, "Then you should take a good nap; maybe you’ll succeed directly in the afternoon."

Song Xiaodong softly stroked Lin Su’er’s leg and said, "Su’er, how about finding another way to help me relax?"

Lin Su’er’s face flushed as she asked, "What kind of way do you want to relax?"

Song Xiaodong winked and replied, "What do you think?"

"I don’t know..." Lin Su’er’s cheeks grew even redder, and her watery eyes looked as if they were about to drip tears.

Although the two had been together during the day for some time, they hadn’t truly been intimate, not even once. Lin Su’er was utterly content just to be by Song Xiaodong’s side; she hadn’t thought much of anything else.

However, if she could have a moment of warmth with Song Xiaodong, she would naturally desire nothing more.

"Tell me, how can I relax?" Song Xiaodong teased her further, seeing her like this.

"I... I’ll do whatever you want me to," Lin Su’er said with a blushing face, her eyes full of affection, almost melting him.

"So my Little Su’er is shy, then whisper it in my ear," he coaxed.

Lin Su’er pursed her lips, lowered her head, and whispered into Song Xiaodong’s ear, "I’ll do whatever you want, I’ll listen to you."

"Such a good girl," Song Xiaodong laughed heartily, then rolled over, pinning Lin Su’er beneath him.

In the afternoon, Song Xiaodong indeed felt rejuvenated and much more spirited. To be honest, with various matters piling up recently, he always maintained a relaxed demeanor in front of his family, but in truth, the pressure was leaving him struggling to breathe. Only around Miao Qingqing and the others, he could truly indulge and relax his spirit completely.

Lin Su’er was brimming with joy, her appearance more radiant than usual.

He Wenbai and the two foreign experts, being experienced, could tell at a glance what had gotten into Lin Su’er, but no one teased her. For them, such research was the greatest pleasure in life, making matters of men and women secondary.

In the past few days, Ellington and Xiang Te had discussed many aspects of medical skill with Song Xiaodong during breaks from the experiment, and Song Xiaodong was not reserved, engaging in several in-depth discussions with them.

This was beneficial for both Song Xiaodong and them, so these two fellows had become good friends with Song Xiaodong.

Perhaps it was the good mood, or maybe it was simply time for success, but in the afternoon, during the second trial, they actually succeeded.

When Song Xiaodong took out a paste from the heater, a rich fragrance wafted through the lab.

"It smells so good!" Everyone was invigorated, as this had never happened before.

He Wenbai was so excited that he asked, "Did it work?"

Song Xiaodong nodded, saying, "It should be about right, I’ll go test it." And he hurried into the inner room.

Usually, the products of Song Xiaodong’s work were powdered, but this time it was a paste with such a fragrance, which really excited Song Xiaodong. The effect this time had to be completely different from the previous trials.

Carefully ingesting the paste, which in fact was quite a bit less than the amount described in the books—only one-tenth—this small quantity of paste was indeed too little. However, during the experiment, Song Xiaodong naturally did not dare to use more, as this substance was not easily acquired.

Upon entering the mouth, the paste dissolved upon contact with saliva and flowed down his throat. A cool breath quickly rose from within his abdomen.

This sensation was all too familiar to Song Xiaodong. His current achievements were because he had such an aura within his body. Whether you call it True Qi or something else, it was this kind of aura that gave him his strong abilities.

The fact that this medicine could actually bring about such a powerful aura was reason enough for Song Xiaodong to rejoice.

Using his own True Qi, he led the new aura to merge with his True Qi quickly. However, because the dosage was too small, the amount of True Qi produced was also minimal. In just a few minutes, Song Xiaodong had already absorbed the aura into his body.

Song Xiaodong didn’t get up immediately, instead carefully feeling the new aura. If the aura was just a supplement, then it could only be used as a tonic after severe depletion. But if it could truly help him expand his meridians and allow his True Qi to increase in capacity, that would be most effective.

True Qi resides within the meridians, and the size of these meridians signifies how much True Qi they can hold, indicating how strong Song Xiaodong is.

In the year and a half, Song Xiaodong had reached a bottleneck, and no matter how hard he tried, his meridians seemed to have hit their limit, so his strength had also stagnated.

Now, Song Xiaodong was hoping that this paste could bring him a pleasant surprise.

Unfortunately, Song Xiaodong didn’t feel anything, which was somewhat disappointing. If it was only a consumable, it was useful, but its significance was not that great.

But Song Xiaodong wasn’t discouraged. This time the dosage was only one-tenth of the normal amount, so the effect was definitely not strong enough, and perhaps he just hadn’t felt it. Fortunately, there was still some quantity left, which should allow for two full doses of paste to be made according to the proper amounts.