Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 558 - 559 Over-compensated

Chapter 558: Chapter 559 Over-compensated

"How is it?" He Wenbai asked eagerly as Song Xiaodong emerged.

Song Xiaodong replied, "It should be about right, but the dosage is too small. This time, let’s divide the remaining into two portions and do it again."

Everyone immediately got to work, and after a little over an hour, Song Xiaodong successfully obtained two portions of the medicinal ointment.

After ingesting one portion of the ointment, Song Xiaodong immediately felt a very abundant surge of True Qi.

This True Qi was much more powerful than the one he had consumed before, not just stronger, but even more powerful than the True Qi within his body, and began to rampage within him in an instant, as if his meridians were about to be burst by this force.

This situation was completely unexpected for Song Xiaodong, it was truly alarming.

However, fortunately, Song Xiaodong was also battle-hardened, with a steadfastness of mind that was unrivaled by ordinary people; enduring the pain, he gradually wore down the True Qi from the ointment with his own True Qi.

At first, Song Xiaodong’s True Qi was almost in a passive defense, relying on his strong willpower, Song Xiaodong was not thrown into disarray and bit by bit wore down the True Qi of the ointment.

After a full twenty minutes, he finally reached a stand-off, and Song Xiaodong began to fight back, then started to devour the True Qi; after roughly an hour, Song Xiaodong had completely neutralized the True Qi of the ointment.

By this time Song Xiaodong was drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through, but to his delight, he could finally feel the expansion of his meridians, although not by much, only about twenty percent larger than before, but it was definitely effective.

Twenty percent expansion essentially meant an increase in Song Xiaodong’s strength by twenty percent.

Advancing further when already at the top of a hundred-foot pole, is incredibly difficult. Song Xiaodong had suddenly enhanced his strength by twenty percent, a leap of quality, how could he not be excited, his eyes shining with excitement?

This was just from a century-old medicinal herb, and now he still had the two-hundred-year-old herbs; Song Xiaodong could hardly imagine what the effects would be like then.

No wonder the books said that if one could get ahold of millennium-old herbs, the increase in strength would be beyond imagination.

If a century-old herb had such an effect, why did those people in the past insist on millennium-old ones?

Song Xiaodong thought for a moment and could understand a bit. Although he was very strong now, compared to those of the past era, his Kung Fu was likely far less remarkable. In the past, when great masters were aplenty, probably without medicinal aids, their strength was much greater. What he had refined now would probably be ineffective for someone truly powerful, who wouldn’t condescend to refine such a thing; only millennium-aged herbs would be useful to a real master.

Song Xiaodong regulated his breathing, recovering his True Qi. With his meridians expanded so much, the recovery was also faster than before. In a little over an hour, Song Xiaodong had fully recovered, and the True Qi felt much more abundant than before.

Once again, he ingested the other portion of the ointment, and this time it was not so uncomfortable. In less than half an hour, Song Xiaodong had completely absorbed it.

Yet, what frustrated Song Xiaodong was that this time there was virtually no effect, his meridians had not expanded at all, but his body was so full of True Qi that it was uncomfortably swollen.

"Damn, this is a complete waste. Taking this is just like eating a tonic." Song Xiaodong muttered in annoyance, then dashed out of the lab, saying, "Old He, arrange two critical patients for me immediately, I need to make a house call."

He Wenbai was taken aback for a moment, not fully understanding.

Song Xiaodong cracked a smile and said, "I’ve over-nourished. Now I need to expend some energy, or I’ll burst."

He Wenbai then understood and quickly agreed, immediately making arrangements.

For the hospital’s patients, this was an incredible stroke of luck, getting medical treatment from Song Xiaodong was akin to being handed a new lease on life.

However, Song Xiaodong could not wait for He Wenbai to make arrangements and immediately followed He to the emergency room, where several critically ill patients were being treated.

And when it comes to treating illnesses, it’s definitely necessary to notify family members, especially with Traditional Chinese Medicine. He Wenbai was thinking about how to notify them.

Song Xiaodong directly said, "Right now with Traditional Chinese Medicine treatment, whoever is willing to let me treat them, sign up now. There are only two spots available."

The crowd of family members outside the resuscitation room were somewhat stunned, not understanding the meaning of Song Xiaodong’s sudden announcement.

He Wenbai cleared his throat and said, "This is our hospital’s specially hired expert in Traditional Chinese Medicine, who rarely comes to our hospital to see patients. Please cherish this opportunity. Doctor Song will only treat two patients. If you want treatment, hurry and come forward."

"Come on, Traditional Chinese Medicine for emergency rescue? This must be a joke. Has the hospital been contracted to Putian or what?" A portly man commented.

"Right, this is nonsense. Traditional Chinese Medicine might have some effect on chronic diseases, but what use is it at a time like this?"

Those dressed neatly were mostly scoffing at this point. Even if some were hesitant, they wouldn’t dare to let a doctor like Song Xiaodong, who had come out of nowhere, treat them at such a time.

"Doctor, can you... save my dad?" A timid sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl approached Song Xiaodong.

"No problem." Song Xiaodong nodded and asked, "Where is the patient?"

The girl, with her eyes reddened, said, "Over there, but I don’t have money for the emergency fee. I... I beg you, doctor!" As she spoke, the girl was about to kneel down.

"No need for money, it’s free." Song Xiaodong immediately lifted the girl up and said to He Wenbai, "Arrange a room for this young lady’s father right away."

He Wenbai immediately made the arrangements.

"Cut it out, talking like it’s something serious. Traditional Chinese Medicine saving lives, it’s just too ridiculous."

"That girl has no money. She was just pleading with the doctor to treat her father first and to let her pay later, but she didn’t have the money. She’s just treating a dead horse as if it’s alive."

"Nowadays people dare to be sick without money, poor people really can’t afford to be ill."

"I really don’t know what this hospital is thinking. Even if there is a master of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it would be an old man. How can they let such a young person come here to deceive and bluff."

Hearing what everyone was saying, the girl began to hesitate.

"Do you still want me to treat him?" Song Xiaodong asked the girl indifferently.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded her head.

These people were whispering amongst themselves. Although they felt sympathy, they did not have any hope for Song Xiaodong and some even mocked him.

Song Xiaodong didn’t bother with them and went straight to treating the patient. He Wenbai shook his head; these people looked down on Traditional Chinese Medicine and were blindly missing out on a great opportunity.

Ellington and Xiang Te followed closely behind Song Xiaodong, finally able to witness his miraculous medical skill up close again. At this moment, they were both extremely excited.

More to come tonight!