Romantic Medical Immortal

Logically speaking, the medicine shop should be closed at this time, but the Kong Family also owns a medicine shop, although the business isn’t very good.

Walking into the entrance of the medicine shop, Yang Cheng’s first impression was that the decor was really nice; it didn’t seem like a medicine shop, more like a hotel.

As expected of a family that made its fortune in hotels, even a different business is decorated like a hotel. No wonder the business isn’t very prosperous.

When he has the time, he must remodel this medicine shop, but today he was here to collect some herbs.

"My dad said to take whatever herbs you need, and if it’s not enough, he’ll figure something out."

Kong Lingwen spoke softly.

Yang Cheng nodded, then swept all the necessary herbs into his bag.

"There are dozens of people infected with the virus at the hospital, and these herbs definitely aren’t enough; they can only be used for some of the critically ill patients first."

"Moreover, these herbs are just made into pills for the patients to take, which can detoxify their bodies. But many people already have skin ulcers, and detoxification alone won’t be enough; they also need the Cooling Scar Cream."

When Yang Cheng mentioned the scar removal cream, Kong Lingwen felt her heart ache.

This was a treasure she had researched earlier, and she was planning to start a company with it as the flagship product. Each jar would cost over ten thousand, and it would be limited edition.

Now, even before the cream hit the market, dozens of jars had to be given away, and for some patients in severe condition, one jar each might not be sufficient.

"Do we have to make the Cooling Scar Cream tonight?"

Kong Lingwen asked while helping him gather the herbs.

"Tonight, we need to make at least a few bottles, so those patients can see the effect. Early tomorrow morning, let Uncle Kong search all the city’s medicine shops for the Blue Velvet Grass, Golden Leaf Vine, Mysterious Spirit Locust, and Celestial Fragrance Blood Ginseng. He must buy them all; otherwise, if Cao Ruibin catches wind, he’ll send people to purchase them en masse, and our supplies will be insufficient."

While Yang Cheng was speaking, Kong Lingwen had already sent the list of herb names to Kong Jingshan.

These herbs were quite rare; even though the Kong Family’s medicine shop was large, the stock of these four herbs was only enough to make less than ten bottles’ worth.

"Take me to the pharmacy room, let’s make the detoxifying pills first. We’ll make as much Cooling Scar Cream as we can with the remaining time."

Carrying several large bags of herbs, the two of them walked swiftly towards the pharmacy room.

Fortunately, the medicine shop was well-equipped, saving Yang Cheng a lot of effort.

Kong Lingwen processed the herbs, sighed, and said, "If I’d known there were so many herbs to process, I would have called more people over."

Yang Cheng chuckled lightly, "The current Kong Family is uncertain how many of them are Cao Ruibin’s informants. If too many people found out, Cao Ruibin would surely send people to make trouble, which would slow us down instead."

"Moreover, making the Cooling Scar Cream is complicated. If anyone tampers with it, the entire effort could be ruined."

"What you said makes sense. Before, I always thought I was smart. Comparing myself to you, I seem quite foolish, don’t I?"

Kong Lingwen pouted, somewhat doubting herself.

"You’re not foolish, otherwise, how could you have established Yan’s Hall?"

Yang Cheng smiled as he tousled her hair, then quickly put the processed herbs into the grinder.

When all the herbs were ground into powder, he activated True Qi to refine them, purging impurities, adding a bit of honey and petals to mellow the bitterness of the powder, and finally completed the pill production.

Kong Lingwen watched his actions, sighed, and said, "It seems like making pills isn’t that hard after all. I’ve even learned how to do it just by watching."

"It looks simple when you see it, but in reality, I used True Qi to refine it. Otherwise, the efficacy would be much weaker."

Yang Cheng explained, but his hands didn’t stop moving.

Kong Lingwen felt a bit dejected. If she could help make medicine, Yang Cheng wouldn’t be so exhausted. Now she could only help process herbs and then bottle the pills.

Two hours later, the two had completed making the pills. Next was the task of making the Cooling Scar Cream.

This medicine was time-consuming, and Kong Lingwen couldn’t help, so Yang Cheng said, "Lin Wen, you should go rest first; I can handle it alone."

"No, even if I can’t help, I want to stay here with you."

Kong Lingwen pulled up a chair and sat next to him, like a proud ragdoll cat.

Seeing her so insistent, Yang Cheng didn’t refuse. Having her by his side, he wasn’t so bored and could occasionally chat.

Soon it was already past midnight, and Yang Cheng had made eight bottles of Cooling Scar Cream, which was his limit.

He turned, just about to share the good news, only to see Kong Lingwen asleep in the chair, her little cherry-shaped mouth slightly parted, looking very cute.

Yang Cheng smiled, bent down, and picked her up, striding out of the pharmacy room.

At this point, there was no need for them to return home, so he took Kong Lingwen to the medicine shop’s lounge.

Kong Lingwen had just been placed on the bed when she drowsily woke up, mumbling, "Is the cream finished?"

"It’s all done. Just sleep soundly now."

Yang Cheng coaxed softly.

Kong Lingwen nodded, snuggling into his arms, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep again.

...

The next morning.

Yang Cheng and Kong Lingwen were awoken by a scream. He got up and walked out of the lounge, seeing a middle-aged woman with a mole at the corner of her mouth standing at the pharmacy room door.

"A thief was here! The medicine shop was robbed!"

The woman shouted in terror, taking out her phone to call the police.

"Please don’t misunderstand, we’re not thieves!"

Yang Cheng hurriedly spoke up, about to explain when the woman let out another scream, almost bursting eardrums.

"Ahhh!! You little thieves, so bold to steal from the Kong Family!"

The woman was furious, grabbing a broom and swinging it at Yang Cheng.

"Can you let me explain? Didn’t Uncle Kong call you?"

Yang Cheng was somewhat speechless, reaching out to take the broom from the woman’s hand.

At this point, Kong Lingwen walked out of the lounge, displeased, and said, "Manager Sun, this is my friend. We came to the shop yesterday to make medicine, and were busy all night. My dad should have called you."

The middle-aged woman, seeing Kong Lingwen, immediately changed her demeanor, forcing a smile, "Director Kong did call me, but it was too late, and I missed it. Early this morning, I didn’t want to disturb anyone, so I came to the shop early to check things out."

"I’ve recorded how much of the shop’s herbs I took. You can document it. I’ll compensate for whatever is lacking."

Kong Lingwen handed her a piece of paper.

Manager Sun examined it and exclaimed, "My goodness! How did you take so many herbs? How can we sell any today?"

"Miss Kong, even if the shop is yours, there’s no need to take herbs in the middle of the night. If there’s any discrepancy in my records, it’ll cause me trouble."

She was somewhat displeased. Kong Lingwen, relying on her status, casually took herbs, which would affect her sales and thus her income for the day.