CHAPTER 126: CHAPTER 125: DECOCTING MEDICINE (FIRST UPDATE)

After arranging for Frank Gregory and his entourage to stay at Zhangkou Grand Hotel, the atmosphere within Shangdong Group was filled with joy, radiating a newfound hope.

With a beaming face, Wei Qingzhong said to Wei Xueqing, "Xueqing, you did a great job this time. Being able to cooperate with Frank Gregory could greatly improve our company’s situation! If we can make good use of this opportunity, it will be no problem for our Shangdong Group to make a name in fashion! Tell me, what do you want? I will fulfill it!"

Having such an outstanding daughter, it was clear that Wei Qingzhong was very proud.

Wei Xueqing shook her head with a light smile, "Dad, the main credit this time goes to Yang Chen. If it weren’t for Yang Chen introducing me to Frank Gregory, and also helping me secure this opportunity with Frank Gregory when we were in Lancy, I think even if I could find Frank Gregory, I wouldn’t have gotten this chance."

"Oh?" Wei Qingzhong raised an eyebrow, looking at Yang Chen.

"As you can see, Frank Gregory came mainly because of Yang Chen, so he’s the biggest credit for this. I think the reward should go to him," Wei Xueqing advocated for Yang Chen.

Wei Qingzhong nodded and said to Yang Chen, "Xiaoyang, we really owe it all to you this time. Whatever reward you want, I will do my best to fulfill it."

Yang Chen smiled faintly and shook his head, "I am President Wei’s bodyguard, if there’s anything I can help with, I naturally won’t stand by. When we were in Lancy, I just happened to run into Gregory by chance. Securing this cooperation has an element of fate involved. I merely acted as a bridge, so it’s nothing to dwell on."

"That’s not right!" Wei Xueqing said anxiously, "From the initial negotiations in Lancy with Frank Gregory, to finding a designer to design clothes later, it was all your doing. Eighty percent of the credit goes to you!"

Yang Chen still shook his head, "No need, I don’t need any reward. If I must say, then it’s yours and Ye Xin’s credit. As for me, your assistance and Chairman Wei’s assistance to me was already significant, consider it a bit of my repayment."

Wei Xueqing frowned at Yang Chen for a moment.

Wei Qingzhong’s expression was also somewhat peculiar.

According to Wei Xueqing, this cooperation indeed was thanks to Yang Chen. If this project is successfully negotiated later, Yang Chen’s contribution would be indispensable. If rewards are pursued, some equity shares would definitely be needed. Yet Yang Chen disregards it and insists on not wanting, making Wei Qingzhong see him in a new light.

He could see that Yang Chen was truly grateful for the earlier matter regarding the one million.

He had also investigated and found that Yang Chen’s sister was indeed receiving medical treatment in the hospital.

"Haha! Let’s not talk about it now, we are just on the first step of a ten thousand-mile journey, no rush, we’ll talk about it when the cooperation agreement is finalized," Wei Qingzhong laughed heartily.

Wei Xueqing pouted, "That’s not right, Dad, I also have credit in this, you mustn’t go back on your word when the time comes!"

"Haha!" Wei Qingzhong laughed heartily, "Alright, alright, as long as I can satisfy it, I promise!"

Wei Qingzhong was in a good mood today.

With still plenty of time before noon, Yang Chen let Ye Xin and Wei Xueqing stay together, planning to have lunch later with Frank Gregory.

He then drove off to the place Zhang Qishan had arranged.

Upon arrival, someone was already waiting for Yang Chen. After the handover, Yang Chen carried the medicinal herbs into the room.

Inside, Yang Chen prepared the tools and sorted the herbs.

In ancient times, decocting herbs was about mastering both intense and gentle heat.

However, there is another kind of heat called Inner Fire.

By channeling Inner Strength, one could stimulate the unique nutrients within the herbs to achieve the best effect.

The medicinal herbs decocted with Inner Fire differ vastly from those boiled with ordinary flames.

Therefore, Yang Chen had Zhang Qishan find such a secluded house for this operation.

He poured spring water into the medicine pot, added the appropriately proportioned herbs, lit peachwood, and began decocting the herbs.

Yang Chen sat cross-legged, running his cultivation technique, the air around stood still, and a whirlwind arose with Yang Chen at the center.

Suddenly, Yang Chen abruptly opened his eyes, a dazzling brilliance erupting from them that one couldn’t look at directly.

He extended his hand, urging, an invisible aura gushed into the flames, turning the orange-yellow flame into a purple one with some golden sparks flickering.

Under Yang Chen’s impetus, the water in the medicine pot boiled rapidly, emitting a rich aroma of medicine.

Five minutes later, the first pot of medicine was ready.

Yang Chen wiped the sweat off his brow and murmured, "This Inner Fire is really energy-consuming, if I hadn’t broken through last time, I’m afraid I couldn’t persist."

He glanced at the medicine herbs arranged on the ground, there were still fourteen portions.

Yang Chen gritted his teeth and poured the prepared medicine into the ready glass containers, continued to add water and decoct.

Each portion of medicine was decocted twice to make one pot of medicine.

One portion...

Two portions...

...

Sweat dripped from Yang Chen’s forehead like rolling peas.

The tenth portion...

After decocting the tenth portion of herbs, which was the twentieth time, Yang Chen couldn’t endure any longer, a sweetness rose in his throat as he spat a mouthful of blood.

Yang Chen showed a pained expression, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, frowned deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Damn it! The internal injury has relapsed again!"

Yang Chen couldn’t help but think back to a month ago in Lijia Continent.

In the vast canyon, surrounded by enemies.

At that time, Yang Chen was about to break through a realm, a sniper bullet grazed past Yang Chen’s shoulder, scraping off a patch of flesh, while also disrupting Yang Chen’s breath.

Meanwhile, the people around him surged all at once, leaving Yang Chen no time to adjust his internal breath, and he joined the battle.

It took a month before Yang Chen sobered and started to adjust his internal injuries, only to discover his internal meridians were in complete disarray and damaged beyond repair.

Despite the full operation of Asura Hall, finding numerous precious herbs, it was only able to barely stabilize the internal injuries.

Now by forcibly inducing Inner Fire to decoct the medicine, the injury was triggered again.

Yang Chen let out a bitter laugh, "It seems this injury won’t heal!"

His eyes flashed with a gentle look, "Yanyan, don’t worry, the promise I made to you will definitely be fulfilled. I hope you will not let me down, live well in the future!"

After saying this, Yang Chen continued sorting through the herbs, resuming the decoction!

He dared not delay, fearing that the failure symptoms of the transplant would begin to appear and then adjusting would be too late, even the gods would be powerless then.

What he needs to do now is, during the time of marrow fusion with Chen Siyan, adjust Chen Siyan’s constitution, allowing her to fully integrate with the marrow, thus achieving fundamental healing.

Yang Chen gritted his teeth and started decocting the remaining herbs one by one.

In a span of fifteen minutes, thirty times, over 150 minutes, he finally finished decocting all the medicine.

Yang Chen stood up with difficulty, a strong dizziness hit him, and his body stumbled uncontrollably...