Flawless Metropolitan Divine Emperor

Chapter 0049 – Prepare the Recovery Pill

All the herbs were laid out, and Jiang Feng stepped forward to identify them one by one.

"Artemisia, Eupatorium, Rosa laevigata, Corn, Gecko, Snake Tooth, Nine Aromatic Insects, Golden Lotus, Northern Glehnia Root, Dried Centipede..." Jiang Feng murmured softly.

"Yes, everything is here, and all of them are of good quality," Jiang Feng said.

"That's great, that's great," Weng Shanlin said.

Weng Xiaoxi also breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried about finding the wrong herbs and delaying her grandfather's treatment, so she was quite nervous.

Now that Jiang Feng confirmed everything was correct, she felt relieved.

"What should we do next, Senior? Is there anything else we need to prepare?" Weng Xiaoxi asked.

"Yes, I need you to find a stove, an iron pot, and a quiet room," Jiang Feng replied.

"Is it that simple?" Weng Xiaoxi asked.

"Yes, it's that simple," Jiang Feng confirmed.

"Alright, I'll get everything ready right away," Weng Xiaoxi nodded.

At this point, they had no choice but to follow Jiang Feng's instructions.

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Weng Xiaoxi and Meng Ying immediately split up to prepare, one looking for a stove and the other for an iron pot.

To be honest, these seemingly ordinary items were not easy to find around here, so they had to go out and buy them.

Jiang Feng and Weng Shanlin chatted idly while waiting for them to return.

Before long, Weng Xiaoxi and Meng Ying returned with the stove and iron pot ready.

Weng Xiaoxi had also arranged a quiet room and stationed Meng Ying outside to ensure no one would disturb them.

Jiang Feng stayed alone in the room and began his work.

This wasn't Jiang Feng's first time making medicinal pills; he had previously made pills to treat Xia Qinghe's heart disease, so he was quite adept at it.

This method of concoction was a rudimentary form of alchemy, so it wasn't too difficult. With Jiang Feng's current skills, he could handle it with ease.

He could also use True Qi to enhance the efficacy of the pills.

While Jiang Feng was busy, a military vehicle stopped outside the Weng residence, and two people got out.

One was tall and imposing, with a stern and commanding presence, reminiscent of an ancient general.

The other wore an outdated long robe, exuding a calm and unfathomable aura, like a still pond that could erupt with immense power at any moment.

This person was not simple!

Without a word, the two walked into the Weng residence.

In Weng Shanlin's bedroom, Weng Xiaoxi handed her grandfather a cup of water, saying, "Grandpa, have some water."

"Alright," Weng Shanlin took a sip and then asked, "Xiaoxi, do you really think Jiang Feng can make a medicine to cure lung cancer?"

"It's hard to say, but I believe he can. Given his strength, someone like him wouldn't need to lie," Weng Xiaoxi analyzed.

"I think so too. I hope he can really cure my illness," Weng Shanlin said.

"He definitely can. Grandpa, you have great fortune; everything will be fine," Weng Xiaoxi comforted him.

"Haha, Xiaoxi, you always know what to say," Weng Shanlin laughed.

"Father, I'm back to see you."

A loud voice came from outside.

Then the two people who had appeared outside walked in.

The speaker was the imposing middle-aged man.

"Jianlai, you're back!" Weng Shanlin exclaimed with joy.

"Dad, why are you back today?" Weng Xiaoxi was also excited and hugged the middle-aged man.

Yes, this man was Weng Xiaoxi's father, Weng Shanlin's only son, Weng Jianlai.

Weng Jianlai was a significant figure, holding an important position in J City, wielding considerable power, and was a key player in the city's affairs.

"I had some free time today, so I came back to visit. Xiaoxi called yesterday to say that Grandpa was ill, so I had to come back," Weng Jianlai said, patting Weng Xiaoxi's head.

"I told her not to call you, but she didn't listen. See, I'm fine," Weng Shanlin said.

"I've been busy lately and haven't been back for a long time. It's time I came to visit," Weng Jianlai said.

"Haha, it's good that you came back," Weng Shanlin laughed happily.

In truth, he wished Weng Jianlai could come back more often. They hadn't seen each other for a while.

As a father, at his age, he wanted to spend time with his children, knowing that his days were numbered and fearing there might not be another chance.

But Weng Jianlai was busy and held a high position, so he couldn't come home often.

"Greetings, Mr. Weng, Miss Weng," the man in the long robe said politely.

"Mr. Xu, you've come too. I'm not feeling well today, so I won't come down. Please forgive me," Weng Shanlin said.

This Mr. Xu was named Xu Chaozheng, Weng Jianlai's secret protector, who had been with him for many years.

They were not only superior and subordinate but also very good friends.

Xu Chaozheng was responsible for Weng Jianlai's safety, always staying close to him.

Moreover, Xu Chaozheng had another identity: he was a martial artist.

Without such skills, how could he protect Weng Jianlai for so many years without a scratch?

His strength was extraordinary.

Notably, he was also Meng Ying's master.

Weng Jianlai, worried about his father's safety, had Xu Chaozheng send Meng Ying to protect him.

"No need for formalities; we're old friends," Xu Chaozheng smiled.

"Hello, Uncle Xu," Weng Xiaoxi greeted sweetly.

"Xiaoxi is getting prettier," Xu Chaozheng said.

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Xu," Weng Xiaoxi said happily.

"Haha, this girl loves compliments," Xu Chaozheng laughed.

"Haha..." Weng Shanlin and Weng Jianlai also laughed.

After chatting for a while, Weng Jianlai asked, "Father, I heard from Xiaoxi that you met a miracle doctor who can cure your illness. Is that true?"

"Yes, he is at our home now, preparing the medicine," Weng Shanlin nodded.

"Are you sure he's a miracle doctor?" Weng Jianlai asked again.

"Well, I can't say for sure. Yesterday, I suddenly vomited blood and fainted. He saved me and then told me to prepare some herbs, saying he could cure my illness," Weng Shanlin said.

"Are you worried he might be a fraud?" Weng Shanlin asked.

"It's better to be cautious. There are too many frauds nowadays," Weng Jianlai said.

He was always cautious, thinking things through to ensure everything was foolproof. This habit had helped him establish a firm footing in J City.

"I don't think so. He's also a martial artist," Weng Xiaoxi said.

"He's a martial artist?" Xu Chaozheng asked quickly.

"Yes, yesterday, both Meng Ying and I fought him, and we were both defeated," Weng Xiaoxi said.

"What? Even Meng Ying was no match for him!" Xu Chaozheng was shocked.

"Yes, he's very strong and skilled in medicine. I don't think he's lying," Weng Xiaoxi said.

Weng Jianlai and Xu Chaozheng exchanged a glance, reaching a tacit understanding.

"Let's go see him," Xu Chaozheng said.

"I'm afraid that's not possible now. He instructed that no one should disturb him while he's preparing the medicine," Weng Xiaoxi said.

"Then we'll wait for him to come out," Xu Chaozheng said.

Weng Xiaoxi looked at her grandfather, who nodded. It wasn't that he didn't trust Jiang Feng, but he was worried someone might have ill intentions and approach them to harm Weng Jianlai.

Such things had happened before, so he had to be cautious.

"Follow me," Weng Xiaoxi led them to where Jiang Feng was preparing the medicine.

Meng Ying was still guarding the door.

Seeing Xu Chaozheng, Meng Ying's face lit up. He quickly approached and bowed, "Disciple greets Master."

"Greetings, Sir..." Meng Ying started to greet Weng Jianlai but was stopped by a wave of Weng Jianlai's hand.

Meng Ying realized his mistake and quickly shut his mouth.

Weng Jianlai's identity was sensitive and couldn't be easily revealed, even at home.

Meng Ying cursed himself for being foolish and smiled apologetically at Weng Jianlai before turning to his master, "When did you arrive, Master?"

"I just got here. I heard there's a martial artist, so I came to take a look," Xu Chaozheng said.

"Master, you must be talking about Senior Jiang. He's inside preparing medicine for Mr. Weng," Meng Ying said.

"Tell me, did he really defeat you?" Xu Chaozheng asked.

Meng Ying nodded, "Yes, his strength is immense, but I can't say exactly how strong."

Xu Chaozheng nodded slightly, his expression serious as he looked at Weng Jianlai, "Perhaps you should step aside; I'll test him."

"No need, I want to see who he is. We'll wait here," Weng Jianlai shook his head.

He was very interested in someone whose strength even Meng Ying couldn't gauge.

Xu Chaozheng didn't insist. With him around, even if the person was a threat, he could ensure everyone's safety.

Inside the room, Jiang Feng was finishing up. A dark brown pill had formed in the iron pot.

Though it looked ordinary, it emitted a strong medicinal fragrance.

"Haha, it's finally done. This pill, based on the Healing Pill, has potent effects. It should handle Earth's ailments easily," Jiang Feng admired the pill in his hand.

In the Immortal Realm, the Healing Pill was a low-level pill, but on Earth, it was a miraculous cure.

A pill modeled after the Healing Pill wouldn't be much different.

"Since it's based on the Healing Pill, let's call it the Recovery Pill," Jiang Feng named the pill.

"Alright, time to deliver it and then focus on training," Jiang Feng stood up and walked towards the door.