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The old man noticed that his grandson's complexion had improved significantly. He didn't think much of it; after all, it seemed impossible that a single bowl of Medicinal Tea could cure Leukemia. Perhaps the tea's effects had temporarily lifted his grandson's spirits, which was still a good thing.
Those who had consumed the Medicinal Tea and felt revitalized were expressing their gratitude to the Lamas. Although the Lamas were surprised by the tea's remarkable efficacy that day, they certainly did not believe that this Medicinal Tea could cure cancer. It might merely be suppressing the pain temporarily, allowing people to regain some energy.
Yes, that must be it; the Lamas could only think this way. Otherwise, would they really consider their Medicinal Tea to be an Elixir capable of bringing the dead back to life?
"Why don't you all have a bit? This Medicinal Tea may be crude, but it has effects of dispelling cold and invigorating the spirit," several Lamas said as they approached Qian Wenwu and his companions with a Copper Pot in hand.
"No thanks, we're feeling quite well already," Qian Wenwu quickly replied with a smile.
"Thank you, Master, but I'm not used to it, so I won't drink any."
"I won't drink either."
"I'm not thirsty, thank you."
Li Chengdu, Sun Rong, Chen Shuifeng, and the bodyguards all politely declined.
"I'll have a little," Xiong Sumei said curiously, but instead of using the tea bowl, she took out the lid of her water bottle to use as a cup.
The Lama poured a little for Xiong Sumei and then stepped away. She sniffed the Medicinal Tea; the scent of herbs mixed with tea was somewhat pungent. Just by smelling it, she could tell that the taste of this Medicinal Tea was not pleasant. But after all, it was medicine—good medicine is often bitter.
Chen Shuifeng and Qian Wenwu leaned in closer to look at the Medicinal Tea in Xiong Sumei's bottle lid.
"Hey~~ Sumei, don't drink that! It looks terrifying and smells bad. I don't think these Lamas are very hygienic either," Chen Shuifeng grimaced as if he had seen something disgusting.
"Just pour it out; you might end up with diarrhea."
"Beauty Xiong, didn't you see? That kid added Snow Water to this Medicinal Tea. I think Snow Water isn't clean; you should really reconsider drinking it."
"This Medicinal Tea looks like... oh forget it, just looking at it makes me feel sick. Beauty Xiong, if you can drink that down, I admire you."
Qian Wenwu, Li Chengdu, and Sun Rong chimed in. Although they dared not speak freely in front of the Lamas, they felt free to express their opinions behind their backs.
"How could anyone get diarrhea? Those people drank it and felt better; maybe this Medicinal Tea really has some magical effect. Don't you want to give it a try?" Xiong Sumei said boldly; she was someone who dared to experiment.
"Forget it; you go ahead," Chen Shuifeng and Qian Wenwu quickly shook their heads, unwilling to try such a terrifying concoction.
Xiong Sumei took a deep breath and cautiously sipped a small amount. The taste was strange but still manageable. However, she didn’t finish it; she only intended to sample it. After just that small sip, she suddenly felt warmth spreading through her body as if a wonderful force surged within her. It made her limbs feel refreshed and comfortable—a sensation beyond description.
"What's wrong, Sumei? Are you feeling unwell? I told you not to drink it. Your stomach is used to delicacies; how could it handle such rough and unsanitary food? Hurry up and pour out the rest." Chen Shuifeng said anxiously when he noticed Xiong Sumei's strange expression.
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