Realm of the Night God

Chapter 564: Wine and Tobacco Are Never Far Apart

Due to Ye Zhiqiu's severe injuries, he handed over the two malevolent spirits to Yang Haoran before falling into a coma without saying a word.

This scene left Yang Haoran both shocked and puzzled. Without hesitation, he immediately sent Ye Zhiqiu to Feng Xiao, lest they waste any more time and exacerbate Ye Zhiqiu's injuries.

In the underground infirmary, Feng Xiao carefully examined Ye Zhiqiu's injuries. Yang Haoran stood quietly by, not daring to disturb Feng Xiao, waiting for her diagnosis.

After a short while, Feng Xiao stopped examining Ye Zhiqiu's body. She seemed to have a thorough understanding of Ye Zhiqiu's injuries. Unlike a regular hospital, she didn't administer injections or perform surgery. Instead, she directly took out a small bottle of elixir and fed it to Ye Zhiqiu, then came over to Yang Haoran's side.

"Brother Yang, Ye Zhiqiu's injuries are very severe, but you don't need to worry. He'll be awake in just a few minutes, and it'll take only a few days for him to fully recover," Feng Xiao said.

Ye Zhiqiu's injuries were so severe that Feng Xiao didn't need to say it out loud; Yang Haoran was already well aware of it in his heart.

However, being aware of it was one thing, but knowing how to effectively treat it was another. As an Alchemist, Feng Xiao was naturally far more professional than him in this aspect.

Upon hearing Feng Xiao's words, Yang Haoran was shocked. In his opinion, Ye Zhiqiu's injuries were so severe that if he didn't take any medication, it would be impossible for him to recover on his own within a few months.

Yet Feng Xiao had simply fed Ye Zhiqiu a bottle of elixir and told Yang Haoran that Ye Zhiqiu would wake up soon and recover in a few days. How could this not shock him?

Apart from being shocked, Yang Haoran also felt grateful and relieved. Ma Yuanjin treasured a bottle of healing elixir as if it were a precious gem, but he had Feng Xiao, an Alchemist, to help him. The elixir she prepared wasn't something to be taken lightly, but it wouldn't be treated as a precious gem like Ma Yuanjin did. Thinking about this, Yang Haoran felt deeply grateful.He was also relieved because Feng Xiao was a simple and kind person who didn't know how complex the outside world was or how sinister human hearts could be. If Feng Xiao knew these things, it would be uncertain whether he could have recruited her as an Alchemist. If Feng Xiao didn't want to follow him, it would be a huge loss for him and his team.

The power of an Alchemist was immense, and it was evident in this situation. Without Feng Xiao, Ye Zhiqiu's recovery would have taken at least a few months. However, with Feng Xiao's help, the recovery time was shortened to just a few days, showcasing the incredible power of an Alchemist.

Yang Haoran didn't doubt the truth of Feng Xiao's words because she was a simple and honest person who wouldn't intentionally deceive him. If she said Ye Zhiqiu would recover in a few days, it was absolutely certain.

Upon learning that Ye Zhiqiu would recover in a few days, Yang Haoran's face finally revealed a faint smile.

"Thank you for your hard work," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"You're too polite, Brother Yang. The elixir was prepared in advance, and I just fed it to Ye Zhiqiu. It wasn't hard work at all," Feng Xiao replied with a smile.

"Heh heh, preparing the elixir also requires effort. Leave it to me, and you can go attend to your other tasks," Yang Haoran said.

Feng Xiao nodded and then left the infirmary, returning to the Pharmacy Research Room. Her love for alchemy and researching various medicines was beyond enthusiasm; it could be described as obsession. Since following Yang Haoran back, she had almost spent every day in the research room. Now that Ye Zhiqiu's issue was resolved, she immediately returned to her research.

Yang Haoran watched Feng Xiao leave until she disappeared from view, then turned his attention to Ye Zhiqiu, who was lying on the bed.

As Feng Xiao had said, Ye Zhiqiu, who had been in a coma, indeed woke up a few minutes later. Although his breathing was still very weak, his condition had improved significantly compared to when he was first sent in.

Moreover, after taking Feng Xiao's prepared elixir, his body was now recovering at a relatively fast pace. This was not only something Yang Haoran could feel but also sense.

"How are you feeling? Is it better?" Yang Haoran asked Ye Zhiqiu, who was lying on the bed, with a faint smile on his face.

In a sense, Yang Haoran's question was unnecessary, as Ye Zhiqiu wouldn't have woken up from his coma if he didn't feel better.

However, he was still opening his mouth to ask, just to express his concern for Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, struggled to sit up from the bed, and then nodded at Yang Haoran, saying, "I feel much better."

As he said this, Ye Zhiqiu's hand flashed with light, and a pack of cigarettes appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he immediately took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Are you going to smoke right after waking up? Don't you want to let your body recover first?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't stop his actions because of Yang Haoran's words, as if he hadn't heard them. He lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, and then handed it to Yang Haoran.

"Do you want one?" Ye Zhiqiu asked in a weak voice.

Yang Haoran's smile grew thicker, and he didn't refuse. Instead, he took the cigarette, lit one for himself, and then returned the pack to Ye Zhiqiu.

Although Yang Haoran thought it wasn't good for Ye Zhiqiu to smoke at this time, it wouldn't be fatal, so he didn't continue to persuade him. Moreover, he knew that even if he did, Ye Zhiqiu wouldn't listen, so he might as well not bother.

It was fortunate that this underground hospital room was Yang Haoran's private space, and each room was an independent unit. Even if there were other patients, their actions wouldn't affect them.

However, if they were in a regular hospital outside, their behavior would be unacceptable, and they might even be scolded to death.

The two of them smoked for a while, and the room was filled with smoke. Yang Haoran then asked Ye Zhiqiu with a smile, "What happened this time to make you so miserable?"

"Don't mention it, I almost lost my life this time," Ye Zhiqiu said, taking a drag on his cigarette.

Yang Haoran smiled and didn't press for more information, waiting for Ye Zhiqiu to continue.

However, Ye Zhiqiu didn't continue, but instead took out a bottle of white wine from his independent space, looking like he wanted to take a few sips.

He opened the bottle cap, but not a single drop of wine came out. The bottle was empty.

Ye Zhiqiu was very disappointed and looked at Yang Haoran.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's gaze, Yang Haoran's face showed a hint of a bitter smile. Although Ye Zhiqiu didn't say anything, Yang Haoran knew what he meant.

"Give me," Yang Haoran said to Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't hesitate and threw the bottle to Yang Haoran.

Yang Haoran caught the bottle and said, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, Yang Haoran turned around and left, and a moment later, he returned to Ye Zhiqiu's room with the bottle.

"Here you go," Yang Haoran said, throwing the bottle back to Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu caught the bottle and couldn't wait to open it and take a sniff. His face showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Good wine," Ye Zhiqiu exclaimed, and then couldn't help but take a big gulp.

"The wine at home is all obtained by Old Wu's efforts, so it's definitely not inferior. You can stock up on some in your independent space if you like to drink," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"I've stocked up a lot, but unfortunately, no matter how much I have, it's never enough to drink," Ye Zhiqiu replied, and as soon as he finished speaking, he took another big gulp.

"You've been smoking and drinking, so tell me what happened this time. How did you almost lose your life?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't hide anything and began to tell Yang Haoran about the detailed events of his journey while drinking.