Chapter 174: Chapter 173: You Haven’t Expanded Your Horizon
Wei Bisheng, under Qian Qi’s disdainful and regretful gaze, thickened his skin and only preordered 70 bottles of hypnotic medicine.
"He’s so stingy." Qian Qi sneered internally at the system, "He’s got no future with such a narrow mind!"
System: [...]
Sure, sure, only you have the open mind. You took the Demon Nightmare Beast’s fart and fooled people into thinking it’s a hypnotic medicine.
That night, after confirming through medical tests that it was non-toxic, Wei Bisheng lay flat on his bed, aiming the somewhat inferior transparent spray bottle at his nose and gave a gentle spritz.
A soft yellow mist entered his nose, and the next second, his consciousness suddenly scattered, and the hand holding the spray bottle dropped with a "pop" onto his mouth, directly falling asleep.
Then he slept right through until the next bright morning.
Upon waking, the small group of three had already completed the auction for the potion recipe, with Tang Yunde from the Dungeon Association successfully bidding for the Frenzy Potion recipe at the cost of 3 pieces of B-level Defense Armor, 30 pieces of C-level Defense Armor, and the 5-year mining rights for 100 acres in any C-level dungeon.
Wei Bisheng was a bit disappointed but not concerned, as the treatment potion for Spiritual Power Disorder was what he valued most, and the Frenzy Potion was just the icing on the cake.
What’s more, with Qian Qi’s brain, how could he not acquire more potion recipes?
Meanwhile, Shangguan Qing had also woken.
She sat quietly on the hospital bed, her eyes lightly covered by a white strip of cloth, meant to prevent her from checking her physical condition.
But this didn’t stop her from realizing her dire situation; as a former S-Class Commander and the wife of the Sikong family, she knew better than anyone what she would become.
Fortunately, her memory remained intact from before her consciousness faded; the greatest benefit of being a Spiritual Awakened was that even when afflicted with Spiritual Power Disorder, memories would be preserved intact, helping her to readjust to the world.
"Wangwang, what year is it now?" Shangguan Qing’s voice was slightly hoarse from not speaking for a long time, so some pronunciations were a bit unclear.
"Mom, you don’t need to worry about the current year; everything here is just like before, no big changes." Sikong Wang replied softly, holding Shangguan Qing’s hand.
If there were any significant changes, it would be the magical plant’s effectiveness surpassing human imagination, gradually stirring widespread discussion.
"There’s already a method to treat Spiritual Power Disorder," Sikong Wang smiled, "As long as you actively cooperate with the treatment, you can recover your spiritual power as it was before. So don’t give up."
"I know, you nagger." Shangguan Qing squeezed Sikong Wang’s hand, already guessing something from the size of his palm, "I say, Wangwang, you’re at least in your twenties now, right? But why have you become so fat? Where’s my little handsome guy?"
"Ahem..." Sikong Wang quietly withdrew his chubby little hand, "Fatness is a blessing, Mom, you should hurry up and get fat too."
"Hahaha, you brat!" Shangguan Qing laughed heartily, then curiously asked, "Who researched the treatment potion? I recall this disease couldn’t be cured at all, so which genius managed to solve such a difficult ailment?"
"It’s a friend of mine; she’s a genius." Sikong Wang whispered near Shangguan Qing’s ear, "She’s awesome; she turns what people thought were useless magic plants into amazing magic potions. Can you believe her Blood Stopping Magic Potion can stop bleeding and heal even if your throat is pierced?"
"Whoa, that’s impressive!" Though usually, S-Class Commanders have Healing Masters or S-Class Defense Armor for protection, Shangguan Qing clearly understood how important hemostatic medicine is on the battlefield for other warriors. Being able to stop bleeding in a second can save thousands of lives.
"Where’s your friend?" Shangguan Qing asked excitedly, eager to meet the person who could create such meaningful magic potions.
"She had to leave but said she’d visit once you recover."
Shangguan Qing’s eyes glimmered; it seemed Wangwang’s friend was quite interesting.
"By the way, where’s your dad?" Though unaware of how long she lost consciousness, Shangguan Qing missed her foolish husband quite a bit.
"He’s in an instance, probably gone for a while before coming back." Sikong Wang’s tone noticeably shifted when mentioning Sikong Lin.
"Just as well, I’ll see him after regaining strength." Shangguan Qing put her hands on her hips, "Wangwang, your dad didn’t sneak off to find you a stepmother, did he?"
Sikong Wang: "...What are you thinking? He’s busy as hell."
"Hmph, as if he’d dare." Shangguan Qing flopped down on her pillow, "Alright, it’s almost time, you go ahead."
The nurse said she only had six hours of lucidity; she already felt mentally fatigued, not wanting her son to see her crazy again, and so dismissed him.
Sikong Wang obediently left the hospital room.
He himself pushed the wheelchair along the corridors of the medical base, feeling a sense of unprecedented relief.
Before, whenever he passed through here, his mood was undeniably heavy and sadness-stricken; he couldn’t guard his ideals or protect his mother, as though life had lost its purpose, leaving an empty puppet body to wander, numbly treading the road laid by his father.
And now, Qian Qi is undoubtedly the person who found his lost soul, allowing him to rejoin life’s journey, becoming the true "Sikong Wang" once more.
He owed her a life, and even more, a "life."
Should she encounter any difficulties in the future, Sikong Wang would undoubtedly go to great lengths to help her achieve whatever she wanted.
Thinking this, Sikong Wang pushed the wheelchair a little faster but didn’t notice the person coming from around the corner and nearly bumped into him.
Luckily, he quickly caught and steadied the person.
"Whoa, scared me!" The person balanced himself, tapping his rapidly beating chest, "Nearly strained my old back again."
"I apologize for my distraction, are you all right?" Sikong Wang apologized and glanced at the man, spotting his name, Zhao Qing, on the badge.
"No problem, no problem." Zhao Qing, having just finished rehab exercises and was heading back to the ward, generously waved at Sikong Wang, "Buddy, why aren’t you wearing a patient’s outfit? Are you getting discharged today?"
Sikong Wang shook his head, "No, I’m a family member."
"Oh, I see, a family member! But aren’t you planning to get treatment here?" Zhao Qing casually said, "This place has top-notch medical facilities! Relatives of Awakeners have treatment benefits, you know. You’re not looking healthy, you should take care and lose some weight!"
Sikong Wang looked down, then flashed a radiant smile.
"Yeah, you’re right."
It’s time he took losing weight seriously.
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Qian Qi returned to the Vegetable Garden Dungeon, pulling a piece of Magic God Grass from the box.
The Heavenly God Lotus had effects that disrupt spiritual power, while the Magic God Grass could soothe it; Qian Qi didn’t quite understand why combining these opposing effects could lead Moyu to evolve.
Unfortunately, she wasn’t a medical student, so couldn’t dissect Moyu to research evolution’s characteristics.
Receiving Qian Qi’s heated and regretful gaze, Moyu nearby: ...
You creepy Contractor, what improper thoughts are you having staring at my body again!