The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

Behind the artificial hill, Lin Fu heard a muffled thud coming from the alchemy room, and his heart exploded with joy.

Became

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, his face contorted with ecstatic joy.

He didn't rush over immediately.

Don't rush.

He would wait, wait for the smoke to rise, wait for the flames to appear, wait for the heartbreaking cries to come from inside.

Only then can he act like a loyal servant, rushing in first and pretending to save people.

But after waiting for a long time, apart from that muffled thud, the alchemy room was as quiet as a ghost town.

No movement?

Lin Fu's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose within him.

No, I have to go check it out.

He burst out from behind the artificial hill, shouting at the top of his lungs as he ran toward the alchemy room.

"Oh no! There's a fire! The furnace in the alchemy room has exploded!"

"Help! The young master is still inside!"

His voice was shrill, filled with "anxiety" and "panic," instantly alarming the entire backyard.

Upon hearing the shout, the workers who were sweeping the floor and the security guards changed their expressions, dropped what they were doing, and followed Lin Fu to the pill room.

Lin Fu took the lead, ran to the door of the alchemy room, and without thinking, kicked the wooden door open.

"Bang!"

A thick, white smoke with a strange fragrance wafted in from inside the door.

"Cough cough cough!"

Lin Fu was choked and staggered backward, tears streaming down his face.

wrong.

This tastes wrong.

It wasn't the sulfurous smell of exploding saltpeter, but a refreshing medicinal fragrance that made your bones feel soft.

"Young Master! Are you alright?"

A guard reacted faster than him, covering his mouth and nose as he rushed in.

Lin Fu gritted his teeth and rushed in as well.

He wanted to see with his own eyes the horrific sight of that little beast being blown to pieces.

The smoke was so thick that it made it impossible to open one's eyes.

The group rushed into the house and could only see a vast expanse of white, with a huge black shadow in the middle—the purple bronze alchemy furnace.

"Young Master?"

"Mr. Chu?"

The guards were calling out anxiously.

Lin Fu's heart was in his throat. He stared intently into the depths of the smoke, hoping to see a small, incomplete body.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

The scene inside the room gradually became clearer.

The alchemy furnace stood there perfectly, its body glowing with a warm red light, without a single crack.

The ground was clean, except for a few charred ashes of medicinal herbs.

Then, they saw Chu Chen.

The five-year-old child was sitting on a small stool in front of the alchemy furnace.

His clean little jacket was spotless.

In his left hand, he was still holding that red and white Ultraman figure.

In his right hand, he held a small, palm-sized bottle of white jade.

The bottle was transparent and contained half a bottle of emerald green liquid. The liquid seemed to be alive, slowly flowing in the bottle and emitting tiny fluorescent lights.

The room was filled with the aroma of medicine, which was emanating from this small bottle.

Lin Fu was stunned, as if struck by lightning.

He looked at the unharmed child, and at the bottle of medicine in the child's hand that seemed like a divine object, and his mind went blank.

How is that possible?

How come he's alright?

What about the Crimson Fire Saltpeter? That Crimson Fire Saltpeter is powerful enough to shatter even a pill furnace!

"Young Master, are you alright?"

The guards breathed a sigh of relief and surrounded them.

Chu Chen raised his head, blinked his clear, big eyes, and his face showed the innocence unique to a child.

"I'm fine."

He jumped off the bench, walked up to the stunned Lin Fu, and looked up at him with his small face.

"Uncle Fu, you ran so fast! Your face turned pale with fright."

Lin Fu's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Chu Chen held up the jade bottle in his hand and waved it in front of him as if presenting a treasure.

"Look, I've finished making it."

He uncorked the bottle.

With a soft "pop," an even richer and purer medicinal fragrance instantly burst forth.

The men and guards standing nearby felt a sense of lightness after just one sniff, and their fatigue from the past few days dissipated considerably.

Chu Chen brought the bottle opening to his lips and carefully took a small sip, like a kitten drinking water.

A faint green light flashed and disappeared on his body.

He smacked his lips, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Mmm, it tastes good, it's sweet."

He put the stopper back on the bottle, then looked at Lin Fu, a hint of lingering fear on his face.

"Uncle Fu, that scared me to death!"

He patted his chest and said in a childish voice.

"Just now, when we were halfway through refining it, the fire in the furnace suddenly 'whooshed' and 'boomed'ed."

"I thought the stove was going to explode."

Lin Fu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Chu Chen continued, "Fortunately, once the fire got bigger, all the dark, dirty stuff in the medicine was burned away in one go."

He shook the jade bottle in his hand; the emerald green liquid inside was completely pure, as clear as a piece of the finest jade.

"Look how clean it is now."

"It's just that the heat wasn't quite right. If the heat were a little higher, it might look even better."

Every word of these words was like a red-hot branding iron, searing deeply into Lin Fu's heart.

He did succeed.

He succeeded.

But that little beast actually used the instantaneous firepower of the Crimson Fire Salt to purify the pill!

Is this...is this even human?

Lin Fu felt his hands and feet were ice cold, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

Looking at Chu Chen's innocent face, he felt a fear that came from the depths of his soul for the first time.

Chu Chen suddenly leaned closer to him, sniffed him, and then frowned slightly.

"what?"

"Uncle Fu, why do you smell strange too?"

He tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"It tastes...it tastes just like the vanilla I was playing with earlier."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint yet incredibly distinct fragrance suddenly emanated from Lin Fu.

The smell was peculiar, like the aftertaste of some kind of burning plant, which was originally inconspicuous in the air.

But now, it shines brightly like a firefly in the night, surrounding Lin Fu.

The guards and staff nearby smelled it, instinctively wrinkled their noses, and took two steps back.

Lin Fu's face drained of all color in an instant.

Tracing the fragrance across ten thousand miles!

He remembered the "fragrant herb" that Chu Chen had casually tossed into the stove.

He'd been tricked!

From the very beginning, he fell into this little bastard's trap!

"Chen'er! Chen'er! Are you alright!"

Just then, Lin Jianguo rushed in with a large group of people in a panic.

He spotted Chu Chen unharmed at a glance, and his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled back down.

"Grandpa, I'm fine."

Upon seeing Lin Jianguo, Chu Chen immediately flashed a bright smile and ran over to hug his leg.

He looked up and pointed at Lin Fu, who was still trembling in place.

"Grandpa, Uncle Fu is very worried about me."

"The stove made a brief noise, and he was the first to rush in; he ran faster than anyone else."

Lin Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction Chu Chen was pointing and saw Lin Fu's pale face and the strange smell that lingered on him.

Lin Jianguo is a seasoned veteran who has spent his entire life dealing with medicinal herbs; his nose is even more sensitive than a dog's.

He immediately sensed something was wrong.

Chu Chen walked out from behind Lin Jianguo and strolled up to Lin Fu.

He reached out his little hand and patted Lin Fu's trembling thigh.

"Uncle Fu, thank you for the charcoal, it's very useful."

He tilted his head back, his eyes pure, but his words were like knives dipped in deadly poison.

"The fire was a bit too small, so we didn't get to enjoy it enough."

"Next time you deliver, could you please make the fire a little bigger?"

"That way, I can refine my medicine even better."

puff.

Lin Fu could no longer hold on.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground. His crotch was wet and hot, and the stench of fish instantly overpowered the strange fragrance.

He pointed at Chu Chen, his lips trembling, his eyes brimming with fear that was about to overflow.

"You devil...you are a devil..."

He crawled backward on all fours like a madman, trying to get away from the child who was suffocating him.

Looking at this absurd scene, listening to his grandson's few words that contained a lot of information, and then looking at Lin Fu, who was lying on the ground in a panic, Lin Jianguo understood everything.

A surge of overwhelming rage exploded within him.

His old face instantly turned purplish-red, and he pointed at Lin Fu on the ground, trembling with anger.

"Lin Fu!"

A thunderous roar shook the entire alchemy room.