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"Dr. Wang, what should we do next?"

"You prepare the medicinal herbs, and I'll decoct them. What do you think?"

Zhang Tianhao hesitated for a moment, then raised a question.

"Medication?"

"Yes, when I use the medication, I combine it with acupuncture to directly stimulate the body's potential. If the effect is good, it might extend lifespan!"

"Alright, I wonder what kind of medicinal herbs Dr. Wang needs? I'll go and prepare them for you right away!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao took the pen and started writing.

Three minutes later, the Ye family head looked at the medicinal herbs and saw that they were all priced by the jin (a unit of weight), not by the dan (another unit of weight), and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Although only two or three of the herbs are precious, the rest are common herbs.

But the number is still quite large.

"Dr. Wang, are you sure you want so many medicinal herbs? Isn't that a bit too much?"

"Not too much, just right. This much medicine can be boiled into three bowls of water to maximize its medicinal effect, which is absolutely beneficial for the old man's illness."

After pondering for a moment, the Ye family head nodded and immediately ordered his men to collect the medicinal herbs.

"Xiaotian, in a little while, help me process the medicinal herbs. Wash them all thoroughly. As for the precious herbs, I will handle them myself to prevent any other problems."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief.

But Song was quite shocked to learn that Zhang Tianhao had used so many medicinal herbs in just three bowls of herbal soup.

The Ye family was a large family after all, and they collected the medicinal herbs quite quickly, delivering all of them to the room in less than half an hour.

Looking at the large pot of medicinal herbs, including three precious herbs, Zhang Tianhao breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out a large iron pot and started processing the medicinal herbs, then began decocting the medicine.

If it's a small amount, it's best to use a medicine pot. However, Zhang Tianhao needs too many medicinal herbs, so naturally, there aren't enough medicine pots, and he can only use a large iron pot to decoct the medicine.

This is why only Zhang Tianhao succeeded; others might have already failed.

Meanwhile, the servants of the Ye family were boiling water, starting with a large fire, then a small fire, and finally simmering it slowly over a gentle flame.

Zhang Tianhao also added some medicinal herbs from time to time, and the liquid in the pot gradually thickened from a clear stream at the beginning.

Zhang Tianhao would add water from time to time to maintain the concentration of the medicinal herbs in the pot—not too much, not too little.

It seems to be an instinct.

"Xiaotian, go outside. The smell here is too strong. I'm enough. You're just wasting your time here."

"No need, I can keep watch from here!"

"Go out now, and listen to me. It'll probably be another hour. I need to keep a close eye on things and make sure nothing goes wrong. Even if it's adding too little water or getting the order of the herbs wrong, this whole pot will be wasted. Understand?"

"All right!"

Xiaotian understood that her presence would distract him, so he didn't dare stay in the kitchen any longer. Instead, he went outside, pulled up a stool, sat down, and looked around boredly.

Inside the house, Zhang Tianhao saw that the medicinal herbs in the pot were almost ready, so he carefully took a spoon and a basin and began to collect a portion of the liquid.

A large pot of medicinal liquid could possibly only yield three bowls, even though it was made to make a serving size of ten bowls.

He quickly put away the seven bowls of medicinal liquid.

Seeing that the medicine in the pot was still steaming and bubbling, he breathed a sigh of relief and called to the servants behind him, "No need to keep the fire burning, you can put it out now."

"Yes, Dr. Wang!" Half an hour later, looking at the three bowls of prepared medicine and the pot of medicinal residue on one side, the Ye family head and the others who came in were also stunned.

We agreed on three bowls, and that's exactly three bowls, no more, no less.

"By the way, Patriarch Ye, seventy percent of the medicinal power of the herbs in the pot has been extracted. There is still thirty percent that cannot be extracted. You can add ten bowls of water and simmer for another half hour to extract one to two percent of the medicinal effect. Ordinary people can drink it to strengthen their bodies and it is more effective than all the good medicines on the market."

"really?"

"It's true! I want a bowl too, Patriarch Ye, don't be stingy!"

"That!"

Upon hearing this, the Ye family head immediately arranged for ten more bowls of water to be added and then began to fry the food.

Since it's simmering over a low flame, naturally, out of ten bowls of water, at least three to four bowls will remain.

Upon arriving at the old man's bedside, someone gave him one of the bowls of medicine to drink.

Zhang Tianhao accepted the silver needles prepared by the Ye family, disinfected them, and began to administer the acupuncture.

Seeing the dense array of silver needles on Old Master Ye's body, everyone was so frightened that their eyes rolled back, and most of us immediately left the room.

The Ye family head watched Zhang Tianhao administer acupuncture, and even stayed there until the end.

As the medicine took effect, tiny black liquid began to seep from the acupuncture points on Old Master Ye's body, and the room gradually began to smell foul.

The smell was getting worse and worse, like walking into a toilet.

"Draw out the poison!"

The head of the Ye family also took a deep breath, and his smile widened.

After about fifteen minutes, Zhang Tianhao finally put away the silver needles and placed them back into the silver needle pouch on the side.

"Master Ye, please have someone clean up Old Master Ye's body later. Also, these silver needles must be sterilized, otherwise they will be unusable tomorrow."

"As for the remaining two bowls of medicine, please keep them safe. We will have some acupuncture and moxibustion tomorrow morning, and another one tonight. After that, you will be awake and more than 80% of the poison will be removed. The rest is just for you to rest."

"When will the old man be able to sort things out?"

"I estimate it will be around tomorrow morning, after the second injection. After all, there's too much accumulated toxin."

"Thank you!"

"Don't be shy, come on, let's go drink the medicinal juice. It's a good thing, much better than the qi and blood tonics I got from the hospital."

"Oh, is it really something good?"

"Of course, why would I need to lie to you?"

Zhang Tianhao smiled and then pulled Xiao Tian along, heading directly to the back kitchen with the Ye family head.

As for Old Master Ye's health, his staff were naturally arranged to clean him up. The silver needles were also taken to be sterilized and will be used again tomorrow.

Before long, Zhang Tianhao and his two companions arrived at the kitchen, just in time.

"Dr. Wang, do we really want to take this medicine? I'm perfectly healthy."

"Alright, would I harm you? This is really good stuff. Just these herbs alone would cost at least a thousand silver dollars. In addition, a bowl of medicine would cost at least a hundred silver dollars. You'll be ecstatic if you drink it."

He gave Xiaotian a disdainful look, then looked at the Ye family head with excitement.

The head of the Ye family also twitched his lips. It was indeed true. The medicinal herbs here cost about 1,600 silver dollars, and they were herbs that money couldn't buy.

The three of them went to the kitchen and poured out the medicine directly. Just as he expected, there were only four bowls.

He simply took the bowl and drank it down, smiling contentedly as he wiped his mouth. (End of Chapter)