Han Lang arrived at Zhao Wu's room. Just then, Liu Xiaoxiao also brought some liquid breakfast, and together with Tang Qin, who was on the last shift, they carefully attended to Zhao Wu, who had rested sufficiently.
"Zhao Wu, looking at your complexion, you've indeed improved a lot compared to yesterday. How are you feeling now?"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Zhao Wu's lips were still a bit pale. He coughed painfully a few times before replying with difficulty.
"I do feel a bit better than yesterday, but my internal organs still ache. Most importantly, I can't circulate my qi at all. I think it will take a long time to recover!"
Hearing Zhao Wu's words, Tang Qin quickly added.
"You don't need to worry about that. With Han Lang here, as long as he treats you properly today, you'll definitely recover completely in three to five days at most. Don't worry!"
Seeing Tang Qin's confidence, Zhao Wu seemed a little unconvinced. He immediately retorted.
"Really? Is Han Lang's medical skill really that amazing? Can he perform a miracle cure for my severe injuries and have me fully recovered in just a few days?"
Just as Tang Qin was about to explain the miraculous aspects of the Divine Farmer Heavenly Doctor to Zhao Wu, Han Lang strode in, responding loudly from a distance.
"It's just a backlash from a minor spiritual artifact. Why would it take several days?"
Upon seeing Han Lang arrive, Liu Xiaoxiao and Tang Qin quickly stood up to greet him.
Zhao Wu also wanted to sit up straighter, but his injuries prevented him from adjusting. Helplessly, he gave up and looked at Han Lang with lingering doubt.
"Although I don't know much about the legends of the Divine Farmer Heavenly Doctor, you say you can cure me without needing several days. Isn't that a bit too much?"
Han Lang chuckled and replied.
"It seems you still don't trust me enough! Don't worry, since I dare to say it, I naturally have some confidence. Just wait and see. After I finish treating you, I guarantee you'll be bouncing around immediately."
Zhao Wu, filled with surprise and a hint of awkwardness, listened to his words.
Indeed.
After this battle, his hostility towards Han Lang had diminished.
However, because his initial impression of Han Lang was not very good, he still maintained a degree of animosity towards Han Lang.
This made him feel quite embarrassed in front of Han Lang.
"That... I... I didn't mean that. It's just, just..."
Zhao Wu didn't know how to explain his current feelings towards Han Lang, stammering and unable to articulate anything clearly.
Seeing his demeanor, Han Lang understood the situation.
He smiled slightly and interrupted Zhao Wu.
"That's enough. I know what you want to say. Some things are best left to fate and time. The most crucial issue now is, have you eaten enough? If you have, let's prepare to begin the treatment!"
Seeing that Han Lang was about to start, Liu Xiaoxiao and Tang Qin also quickly asked.
"Han Lang, you got up so early. Have you had breakfast yourself? Do you want to eat something first?"
"Yes. Since Zhao Wu's complexion has already improved, it won't make a difference to wait a moment. Why don't you eat something first!"
As they spoke, they prepared to serve Han Lang some porridge.
Han Lang quickly stopped them.
"No need. The longer we delay, the longer Zhao Wu will suffer. I'll eat breakfast after I finish the treatment! How about it, Zhao Wu, are you ready to begin?"
Seeing Han Lang's consideration for him, Zhao Wu was deeply moved.
He nodded slightly.
"If you have no problem, I can cooperate at any time!"
Hearing Zhao Wu's response, Han Lang didn't hesitate any further.
He first took out a newly refined Great Returning Pill from his embrace and offered it to Zhao Wu.
"Eat this first. Then, lie flat on the bed. Remember not to circulate your qi, and don't resist. Just relax!"
Zhao Wu looked surprised.
He stared blankly at the perfectly round Great Returning Pill in Han Lang's hand, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
"This... this is a top-grade pill, isn't it? It's priceless! You're willing to give it to me?"
Before Han Lang could respond, Tang Qin couldn't help but chuckle.
"Heh, I think you really don't know Han Lang well. When he acts, he's always generous, and almost always with top-grade items. So, don't feel so burdened. Instead, you should get used to it. Once you truly understand Han Lang, you'll know that this guy often does things you can't comprehend! Just like the recovery pills he readily provides on the battlefield, didn't you feel they were all top-grade pills?"
Reminded by Tang Qin, Zhao Wu finally recalled.
At that time on the battlefield, Han Lang had given him dozens of Spirit Gathering Pills at once.
Due to the urgency of the situation, he hadn't examined the quality of the pills carefully. Now that he thought about it, as Tang Qin said, they seemed to be top-grade pills.
It was just that due to the rarity of such pills, the cultivator world on Blue Star had almost no classification for them.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wu's mind was instantly put at ease.
Liu Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, looked puzzled.
She couldn't understand why Han Lang could casually produce such a high-level pill as a favor, nor could she understand why Tang Qin wasn't surprised by Han Lang's actions.
However,
Han Lang didn't answer her question, and Tang Qin had no intention of explaining in detail.
Therefore, she didn't press further.
By the time she came back to her senses, Zhao Wu had gratefully taken the Great Returning Pill and, as Han Lang instructed, lay flat on the bed.
Seeing this, Han Lang did not delay.
He immediately condensed spiritual qi into silver needles and directly inserted them into Zhao Wu's chest.
The set of Divine Farmer Eighteen Needles that Han Lang intended to use was called "Tong Ling" (Spirit Communication).
As the name suggests, Tong Ling guides the flow of qi within Zhao Wu's body through external intervention.
Simultaneously, it evenly distributes the medicinal effects of the Great Returning Pill to Zhao Wu's severely injured heart meridian and internal organs, thereby achieving a nourishing effect.
This process was not overly complicated.
It primarily relied on the powerful restorative properties of the Great Returning Pill.
Of course, there were risks involved.
It was similar to how ordinary people taking tonics.
Once the dosage was excessive, it would not only fail to achieve the desired nourishing effect but could also cause irreversible damage to the body.
Therefore, during the Tong Ling process, Han Lang had to be extremely careful and cautious, dispersing the medicinal effects of the Great Returning Pill bit by bit to every corner of Zhao Wu's body.
"I will first help you consume the pill's medicinal effects to nourish your injuries. However, because the pill I gave you has potent medicinal power, there will definitely be some remaining at the end. Therefore, after I complete the guidance, I will need you to circulate your cultivation technique to refine the remaining medicinal power into your own qi. How much you gain will depend on your own ability. Do you understand?"
Zhao Wu nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
His words were not difficult to understand.
Moreover, after taking the Great Returning Pill, he could clearly feel the surging medicinal power within his body.
Initially, he had been worried about excessive nourishment. Now, hearing Han Lang's explanation, he was completely relieved.
Seeing that Zhao Wu had no questions, Han Lang said no more and immediately focused, carefully performing the "Tong Ling" acupuncture technique.
Time ticked by.
Han Lang's expression was solemn as he meticulously controlled the Tong Ling to guide the medicinal effects of the Great Returning Pill.
Suddenly, his expression tensed, and he anxiously shouted.
"Now! Quickly circulate your cultivation technique. Otherwise, the remaining medicinal power will re-injure your internal organs!"
Hearing Han Lang's urgent call, Zhao Wu did not hesitate. He immediately circulated his qi, using the rapid flow of spiritual energy to assimilate the remaining medicinal power of the Great Returning Pill into his meridians!