Reborn As Super Heir Chapter 1616 - 1600: Black Blood

Chapter 1616: Chapter 1600: Black Blood

This can’t be blad on the two of them for being nervous; the truth is they actually felt quite uncertain about this matter. The herb itself is extrely rare, so conducting any clinical trials was out of the question. Therefore, no one knows if the concocted dicine will be effective.

"Mr. Bai, how long will it take before the dicine shows its effects?"

Huo Sining and Bai Buzhi stared intently at Qin Lianshan, while the Qin family’s relatives were also full of anxiety and unease. Qin Han was the first to ask.

Bai Buzhi couldn’t help but reveal a wry smile: "Don’t ask , I don’t know either. We can only wait."

When several of the Qin family mbers heard this, they were stunned, and even Qin Han’s face sank.

He thought Bai Buzhi could produce the dicine and must know its pharmacology, but unexpectedly, these two people seed completely clueless, adopting a leave-it-to-fate attitude.

Zhao Hongru suddenly beca anxious: "You’re giving the patient this dicine without knowing when it will take effect? You’re simply ssing around. Are you being responsible for the patient or not?!"

Zhao Hongru rushed forward to check on Qin Lianshan’s condition. But Nie Dechang quickly grabbed Zhao Hongru’s arm, shouting: "Old Zhao, just stop talking!"

"They know nothing at all; they’re just recklessly fumbling around, and you won’t let

speak?"

Zhao Hongru’s face flushed with anger.

Nie Dechang, however, held Zhao Hongru’s hand tightly and seeing that Zhao Hongru wouldn’t listen, he grabbed Zhao Hongru’s shoulder and whispered in his ear: "If the dicine can’t cure Elder Qin, then neither could you!"

Zhao Hongru was stunned upon hearing this, turning around to look at Nie Dechang with surprise: "What did you say?"

Nie Dechang glanced at the bottle in Bai Buzhi’s hand, his eyes flashing with deep complexity. The dicine had already been fed to Qin Lianshan, yet the room was filled with a pervasive fragrance. This scent...

"If I’m not mistaken, it’s not dicine at all, but rather a dān," Nie Dechang said in a low voice to Zhao Hongru, "I know TCM pharmacology better than you. If it were truly Chinese dicine, it wouldn’t have this sll."

"In ’Shu Jun Cai Yao Lu,’ there are all ancient prescriptions, but the pharmacology is strange. My master has several fragnted pages but hasn’t been able to decipher them. The herbs from those prescriptions are also bizarrely scattered across the globe, making it extrely difficult to gather all the required ingredients for one prescription."

"I’m certain their liquid isn’t Chinese dicine, which proves my master’s previous theory that the compiler of ’Shu Jun Cai Yao Lu’ was likely a practitioner rather than a pure TCM doctor."

Zhao Hongru’s eyes widened, finding it hard to believe Nie Dechang’s seemingly absurd statents.

Nie Dechang smiled bitterly: "I know you might find it hard to accept quickly, but it’s likely the truth. Dān and dicine are from the sa family, but the dān might be closer to the essence because the extracted dicine is purer, more beneficial for absorption by the body, delivering better results."

Zhao Hongru was still doubtful when suddenly, Qin Lianshan reacted.

The elder, who was originally lying flat, suddenly turned and sat up, opened his mouth, and a mouthful of black blood spewed out from his throat.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

"Grandfather!"

The incident happened too suddenly, leaving the family mbers in the room in shock.

Zhao Hongru was the first to react, quickly rushing towards Qin Lianshan’s bedside, his face transford, staring fiercely at Huo Sining and Ouyang Jun:

"If anything happens to the old man, it’s all the fault of you family mbers!"

Zhao Hongru reached out towards Qin Lianshan, but before he could touch him, Bai Buzhi pulled him away:

"Don’t touch him!"

Bai Buzhi glanced coldly at Zhao Hongru: "You know nothing; I suggest Doctor Zhao step aside and don’t cause more problems!"

Saying this, Bai Buzhi turned to Huo Sining: "Huo girl, quickly get a basin."

Huo Sining nodded and hurriedly went to the bathroom to fetch a basin.

Bai Buzhi gestured for Huo Sining to place the basin in front of Qin Lianshan, then Bai Buzhi walked straight to Qin Lianshan’s back, infused energy into his palm, and slapped Qin Lianshan’s back.

"What are you doing?!"

Zhao Hongru was shocked.

However, Bai Buzhi didn’t respond as, just when Zhao Hongru finished speaking, Qin Lianshan suddenly opened his mouth wide and spewed out more black blood.

The black blood was thick and foul, with a strong stench that filled the room with a corrupt odor.

The Qin family’s relatives were panicking, their eyes reflecting fear.

But Bai Buzhi’s eyes grew brighter. He glanced up at Huo Sining and smiled: "Huo girl, I told you this dicine would definitely work. Keep at it!"

Huo Sining nodded, while Bai Buzhi continued to lightly tap various acupoints on Qin Lianshan’s back. Each tap caused Qin Lianshan to open his mouth, black blood ejecting like arrows.

This continued dozens of tis until all the black blood had been expelled. The last mouthful of blood was a bright red, and Bai Buzhi finally ceased his hand movents.

In this short period, the basin Huo Sining held was filled with almost a large sea bowl worth of black blood, shocking everyone in the room.

But seeing the actions of Bai Buzhi and Huo Sining, even non-experts like Ouyang Jun and Qin Tian vaguely guessed that what Huo Sining and Bai Buzhi were doing was very likely a form of healing for the old man.

Bai Buzhi was no longer young, his body not as strong as before. After this continuous exertion, sweat poured out steadily, soaking him completely.

Bai Buzhi didn’t hide his fatigue, waving his hand to signal Huo Sining: "Huo girl, co and check Elder Qin’s pulse. I’m too tired to continue; I need to rest."

Bai Buzhi was panting heavily, his complexion a bit pale. Ouyang Jun and Qin Tian, knowing better, quickly extended their hands to help Bai Buzhi onto a nearby sofa chair to rest.

Huo Sining, not knowing much about pulse-checking, pretended to do so since Bai Buzhi had asked. She put her hand on Qin Lianshan’s wrist, appearing to check his pulse, but in reality, she was using the Heavenly Eye to observe Qin Lianshan’s physical condition.