Bitter Realm: Have the Four Realms been united today?

Chapter 29 Anesthetic, Asking for Trouble

Xuanming knew the principles of genetic inheritance, and if these principles applied to this world, he felt that his physical strength might not be as good as that of some newborn babies.

Moreover, not only humans, but all other living beings in this world, even mountains, rivers, and plants, become more extraordinary under the blessing of spiritual energy.

For example, there are miraculous medicines that can revive the dead and heal bones, and there are also strange beasts that can speak human language or even transform into human form.

In the Dragon Kingdom, these things only exist in myths and legends; no one would believe that they really exist.

"Xiao Hengyi said the medicine here would be more effective for me."

"Perhaps the herbs absorbed spiritual energy, making their medicinal properties stronger."

"My body is far weaker than Mr. Yue's and the others, and this medicine was formulated specifically for their needs. The difference in dosage between them naturally makes the effect on me much more intense."

"Since you have said this, you must already have a plan in mind."

Yue Tianji withdrew his hand. Xuanming's pulse was indeed normal, but weaker than that of an ordinary person. This was the case in all four pulse checks since he first met Xuanming.

"These are just some speculations, nothing is certain yet. I would appreciate it if you could examine my wound again, Mr. Yue. This medicine might be more effective for me than for ordinary people."

Yue Tianji instantly understood Xuanming's thoughts and looked up at the wound on his shoulder.

Although his cultivation level was not high, he was still a cultivator, and his five senses were much more acute than those of ordinary people.

At first glance, the wound appeared no different from before.

However, upon closer inspection, it can be seen that the area stained with yellow powder has not only stopped bleeding, but there is even a faint sign of tender flesh growing there.

A glint flashed in Yue Tianji's eyes as he spoke, "Indeed, it is just as you thought."

The stinging pain from the medicine was subsiding, and Xuanming's breathing was no longer as rapid as before.

"The quality of the medicine you have, sir, is far superior to what I had in the place where I lived before."

"My constitution is naturally much weaker than that of ordinary people, and I am not tolerant of pain, so the effect and stimulation of this medicine on me is greater than what Mr. Yue felt."

Yue Tianji looked thoughtfully at Xuanming's wound.

The area is vast, and there are indeed people who are born weak, and it is also true that medicine is less effective in remote areas.

But the effect of this medicine on Xuanming was almost comparable to the effect of a elixir on them, which was too extraordinary!

Yue Tianji had doubts and turned to observe Xuanming's expression.

"Xuanming's words were mostly speculation, and he only has a superficial understanding of cultivation. He probably didn't even notice this anomaly. Oh well!"

Yue Tianji suppressed his doubts, raised his hand to the porcelain bottle on the table, and prepared to continue treating the wound.

However, an arm was faster than him, snatching the porcelain bottle away first.

Yue Tianji withdrew his hand and looked at the owner of the arm. He saw that the pain on the owner's face had not subsided and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"If only I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. I brought this trouble upon myself."

Xuanming had used his right hand to snatch the medicine, which aggravated the injury in his right shoulder, and the pain that had just subsided returned.

There was nothing he could do; the medicine bottle was on his right, and the chair had a backrest. To make it easier to apply the medicine, he was sitting sideways on the chair. If he used his left hand to take it, it would definitely be slower than reading the Heavenly Secrets.

Feeling Yue Tianji's gaze, Xuanming disregarded the pain and mumbled hesitantly:

"Mr. Yue, could you perhaps switch to a less potent medication?"

"Can't take it anymore?"

"Hmm!" Xuanming nodded weakly, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Bear with it!"

"This is what you earned through your 'ability'!"

Yue Tianji's tone was extremely cold as he reached out and grabbed the mouth of the medicine bottle, as if he wanted to snatch the porcelain bottle from Xuanming's hands.

However, he didn't use any force, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Xuanming lowered his head and trembled in fright when he heard Yue Tianji's merciless words.

But he didn't let go of the medicine bottle in his hand; instead, he begged for mercy in a death throes.

"Please, sir, try something else!"

"This is the mildest medicine available. So be it! I will not use this medicine!" With that, Yue Tianji turned and walked toward his desk.

"gentlemen!!!!"

Xuanming was on the verge of tears, almost wailing out loud.

Yue Tianji's lips curled into a smile, which quickly disappeared as he turned around and placed his hand on the bottle opening again.

"Should we exchange it?"

Xuanming quickly shook his head. This was already the mildest medicine; why would he want to change it?

He couldn't even imagine what it would feel like to have other wound medicines on his wound.

"Let go now!"

Xuanming hesitated, reluctantly loosening his grip on the medicine bottle little by little, as if he were holding some rare treasure.

However, halfway through the relaxation, Xuanming seemed to remember something and suddenly looked up and asked, "Sir, do you have any anesthetic?"

As if afraid the person in front of him wouldn't understand, he added, "It's a sleeping potion, or a drug to induce sleep."

"In short, it's a drug that can temporarily make someone lose consciousness and fall into a coma."

"have!"

"Then, could you..." Before Xuanming could finish speaking, Yue Tianji poured cold water on his words.

"The drugs used in the army were either used on the battlefield with tens of thousands of soldiers or to distract the enemy's commander."

"You are not a cultivator, and your physique is weaker than that of an ordinary person. If you use this medicine, it may damage all five senses."

"Then... I'd better not use it!" Xuanming was very disappointed. He had no idea how strong the medicine in this world was for him.

He was fine with wound medication, but he didn't dare to risk overdosing on things like tonics or anesthetics, which could be fatal. He would just try them based on his gut feeling.

"How about you just knock me out, sir, and wake me up after you've applied the medicine?"

Under Xuanming's expectant gaze, Yue Tianji shook his head again.

He then took the medicine bottle from Xuanming's hand with one hand and pressed down on Xuanming's left shoulder with the other, forcing him to lie face down on the table.

"Sir..." Xuanming's voice trembled, and he opened his mouth but swallowed the words.

He knew that a shallow coma could be easily awakened by external stimuli.

A bucket of cold water, or a hard slap to the face, can instantly wake someone who has been in a brief coma.

Without medication to numb his nerves, even if Yue Tianji knocked him unconscious before applying the medicine, he would still be woken up by the excruciating pain.

Xuanming closed his eyes, slowly adjusted his breathing, mentally preparing himself while waiting for the excruciating pain to begin.

Yue Tianji knew that the feeling of having a giant blade hanging overhead was extremely agonizing, so he didn't hesitate at all and quickly flicked his wrist to sprinkle the powder onto the wound.

Perhaps because he was on guard, Xuanming did not lose his composure this time as he did last time.

He struggled to control his trembling body, lest Yue Tianji be unable to restrain his struggling self with one hand, thus aggravating the internal injuries caused by the backlash of the spell.

After sprinkling a thin layer of medicinal powder on Xuanming's wound, Yue Tianji immediately stopped, as this was sufficient for Xuanming.

Xuanming was in so much pain that he was covered in sweat and whimpered intermittently, but he stubbornly refused to make a sound.

There was a hint of tears welling up in his eyes, and the stray hairs on his forehead were already soaked with cold sweat.

Anyone who witnesses this scene will feel that the Heavenly Secrets are administering punishment, not applying medicine.

Yue Tianji sighed softly, helped Xuanming up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked in a low voice.

"You're not refusing because you don't want to, but because you're afraid, right?"