Urban Miracle Doctor-Chapter 180

After hanging up the phone, Qin Han pondered for a moment and said to Zhang Yalin, "The situation with Wan Shan and Yuan Liang isn’t very optimistic this time."

"Zhong Yuanliang that jerk got injured, and you’re only telling me now? Where is he now?" Zhang Yalin immediately stood up and asked anxiously upon hearing that Zhong Yuanliang was injured.

Looking at the overly anxious Zhang Yalin, Qin Han asked in surprise, "Why such a big reaction? Haven’t you always been at odds with him? Why do you suddenly care so much about him now? You..."

While speaking, Qin Han suddenly stopped, his eyes wide with surprise as he exclaimed, "You couldn’t have fallen for that brat, could you?"

Qin Han suddenly recalled that Zhang Yalin and Zhong Yuanliang were always bickering like cats and dogs. Now he realized that apart from Zhong Yuanliang’s annoying mouth, there was something else going on. Why didn’t Zhang Yalin argue with Zhou Wenfeng or with Number Three?

"Ah, what are you even talking about at a time like this? How is he really? Why is the situation not optimistic?" Zhang Yalin blushed at first but then quickly asked in a fit of anger.

Qin Han raised his hand, pointing at Zhang Yalin and said, "You... aren’t you being a bit unreasonable, talking to me like this?"

"What’s wrong with talking like this? Just tell me, what happened to Yuan Liang?" Zhang Yalin glared, almost ready to fire Qin Han on the spot.

Qin Han looked at Zhang Yalin half amused, saying, "Yuan Liang already? You still won’t admit it, and I only said the situation isn’t optimistic; I didn’t say he was going to die!"

"Then what do you mean by not optimistic?" Zhang Yalin finally relaxed a bit upon hearing that Zhong Yuanliang’s life wasn’t in danger, and her tone softened slightly.

Qin Han rolled his eyes, helplessly saying, "I’m talking about his martial arts! If it isn’t handled properly, he might never reach the ultimate realm of martial arts."

"Phew, can you stop panting so heavily? What’s to regret about martial arts? Saying the situation isn’t optimistic, always fighting and killing, practicing martial arts has dulled his brain." Zhang Yalin said unimpressed.

"You don’t understand, for a martial artist, martial arts is his life!" Qin Han said, frowning.

Zhang Yalin said martial arts weren’t worth pitying, but her actions were quick; she turned around and had already gathered all the medicinal ingredients Qin Han had listed.

Soon, an old man, carrying a bunch of medicinal ingredients, hurriedly entered the entrance of Qin’s Medical Hall. It was Sun Pinghui, the apprentice of the Medicine King.

Setting down the medicinal ingredients, Sun Pinghui wiped the sweat from his forehead, then said, "Mission accomplished, I’ve managed to gather everything. For this divine herb, I really had to throw in my old face. You’ll owe this favor yourself in the future."

Qin Han nodded, opened the packaging of the medicinal ingredients on the table, smelled the ginseng and Lingzhi, and said somewhat surprised, "These are ginseng that’s a hundred and fifty years old and Lingzhi that’s a hundred years old."

"Qin boy, I’m really impressed with you, just by smelling, you can tell the age of the ginseng and Lingzhi. Your medical skills are almost catching up with the Medicine King himself," Sun Pinghui smacked his lips, his face full of admiration.

Qin Han waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "It’s just a small skill, how can it be compared to the Medicine King."

"Unperturbed by honor or disgrace, what a good temperament!" Sun Ping waved a big thumb up at Qin Han.

Qin Han then picked up the divine herb. The herb was well-preserved; although its branches and leaves had dried up, it still retained its original appearance.

"This is really good!" He couldn’t help but praise.

"What’s there to praise about a single herb, aren’t you in a hurry to start alchemy?" Zhang Yalin anxiously said when she saw Qin Han scrutinizing the herb but not mentioning starting alchemy.

Qin Han rolled his eyes again and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I’m going. I’ve already said that the kid won’t die! What’s the rush?"

Song Yuwei, hearing Qin Han’s words, smiled with pursed lips beside him. This woman, if she doesn’t like a man, no matter how much you try to please her, it’s useless. Once she falls for someone, her whole heart is set on that man.

Now that her lover was in the hospital, how could Zhang Yalin not be anxious?

Qin Han picked up the herbs and walked towards the inner chamber, grumbling as he walked, "You put a high hat on me as soon as I walk in, wanting just to see how the elixir is made, right? Why don’t you come in and help?"

"Right on!" Upon hearing Qin Han’s words, Sun Pinghui hurriedly got up and followed him into the inner chamber with a cheerful grin.

In the inner chamber, when Qin Han approached the furnace, he found that the fire beneath was already lit, kept pressed under charcoal, ready to be stoked. He chuckled and shook his head, silently noting Zhang Yalin’s thoughtfulness.

While waiting for Sun Pinghui’s herbs just now, Zhang Yalin had already ignited the furnace fire so Qin Han could start making the elixir immediately.

Sun Pinghui watched intently as Qin Han placed each herb in the furnace in a specific order, carefully noting every step and even jotting down the parts he didn’t understand in a notebook he carried. freewebnoveℓ.com

As ginseng and Lingzhi were being placed, Qin Han’s expression became serious, and Sun Pinghui knew the critical steps were coming.

After adding both herbs, Qin Han suddenly increased the furnace’s temperature, then focused entirely on watching the color change in the medicinal liquid after the ginseng and Lingzhi were added. Seeing that the color was normal, Qin Han’s expression relaxed.

The alchemy process had only one ingredient left, the Immortal Grass. Qin Han picked up the Immortal Grass, broke off half, suddenly extinguished the fire beneath the furnace, and quickly threw in the Immortal Grass.

"Immortal Grass has a gentle medicinal nature and is quite precious. It can only be slowly absorbed by the residual heat of the medicine; throughout history, many alchemists fail to fully utilize the effects of Immortal Grass because they add it while the medicinal liquid is still boiling, and the high temperature of the liquid immediately destroys the medicinal properties of the grass, leaving very little potency," Qin Han explained.

Sun Pinghui thoughtfully nodded his head; indeed, looking through ancient medical texts, the medicinal effects of Immortal Grass were highly praised, but most alchemists were unable to fully deploy its medicinal nature, which has always been a great regret in the alchemist community. It turns out the reason lies here.

When the medicinal liquid gradually began to solidify, Qin Han, with the furnace temperature already low, lifted the furnace single-handedly and constantly shook it.

Sun Pinghui, seeing Qin Han’s actions, was astonished, my goodness! This furnace must weigh at least a hundred and eighty pounds, right? And yet he lifted it single-handedly and shook it casually.

Just how many more skills does this kid have that I don’t know about?

Shortly after, Qin Han put the furnace down, opened the lid, and Sun Pinghui peered inside, discovering it had transformed into golden pills, each shining and beautiful, and he quickly asked, "What is this elixir?"

"Nine Apertures Golden Pill!"