Chapter 171 - The Wonderful Band-Aid (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
There was a brief silence in the room.
The three chieftains from different martial clans—Wei Zhishu, Long Qi, Murong Buyi shared a glance, with Wei Zhishu smiling, “You’re such a joker, Mister Jiang.”
In fact, the trio did not immediately recognize the Strengthened Bezoar Detox Pills since it was slightly larger than normal Bezoar Detox Pills, but the Amoxicillin capsules and the band-aid was too obvious…
‘This is self-made medicine?
‘Are you joking?’
Jiang He, however, was rather displeased. “Did you think I was joking, gentleman?”
They traded looks, and Long Qi could not help asking, “Weren’t you?”
He appeared to be the youngest amongst the tree, was wearing a black training uniform and white-soled canvas shoes. Despite his slight plumpness, he appeared rather imposing even as he smiled, “Mister Jiang, we came in good faith.”
“Do you mean that I don’t?”
How could Jiang He feel at ease when the things he planted with so much difficulty was being belittled? Turning towards Long Qi, he said, “Chief Long. Please lend me a hand.”
Long Qi was rather doubtful, but he extended his hand regardless.
With a turn of his hand, Jiang He brought out his Dragon-Slaying Saber and chopped it.
What the hell!
None of the three chieftains expected that at all, with Long Qi bursting with True Qi in his great shock, and promptly drew back his hand, but he was just a fraction too slow—all he felt was agony on his hand as one of his fingers dropped to the floor.
“Jiang He!”
Long Qi exploded, barking, “What are you playing at!?”
Likewise, both Murong Buyi and Wei Zhishu unleashed their aura, glaring ferociously.
Long Mountain Lin quickly stood up and said, “Gentleman, please calm down…”
Then, he was unable to continue.
After all, it was not just the three chieftains who did not expect this scene—even Long Mountain Lin could not wrap his head around this.
They were having a pleasant business discussion, so why was a blade drawn out of the blue?
“…”
In fact, Jiang He was dumbstruck as well.
Blanking out for a second, he put away his Dragon-Slaying Saber and smiled awkwardly. “Sorry, Chief Long, I’m really sorry… I actually only wanted to cut a small gash over your hand and test my medicine, but you suddenly pulled away…”
Long Qi clutched at the stump where his finger was which was gushing blood like a fountain, and circulated his True Qi to block the artery. He scowled harder than a person who was forced-fed feces, unable to say anything in return.
So did that mean he only had himself to blame?
I was merely pulling back my hand, and that was still a mistake?
You could have just told me you want a cut. I brought my own dagger…
Drawing out a giant blade out of nowhere like that. I even thought you wanted to kill me!
Nonetheless, the three chieftains did withdraw their aura.
At the same time, Jiang He had already picked up the dismembered finger, saying, “Still, chopping it off is better. I could present a more direct performance of my medicine’s effect… hmmm, patience, Chief Long. There’s too much blood on the finger, so I’ll wash it first.”
He picked up the finger and went inside the washroom.
Soon, there were gushing sounds of water.
Washing it with normal tap water?
Was he not afraid that it would be washed down the sink?
Shaking with rage, Long Qi was about to storm in when Jiang He came out, staring at his hand as he said, “Wash your hand, Chief Long. How are you supposed to stitch the finger back in place?”
Even so, as the saying goes: ‘one’s fingers are connected to the heart’—having one cut off was extremely agonizing already.
Nonetheless, Long Qi withstood the pain and coldly seethed, “I’ll see what you can come up with, Jiang He!”
He entered the washroom furiously, and more gushing water could be heard soon enough.
Then, after Long Qi had cleaned his hand, Jiang He held it by the wrist, picked up the dismembered finger and gestured with it, saying, “Actually, there’s a lot of contaminants and bacteria in tap water, and it should not be used to wash wounds. Hospitals usually do their washing with hydrogen peroxide and alcohol to disinfect. So…”
Taking out an Amoxicillin capsule and splitting it, Jiang He poured the contents on Long Qi’s finger. “We’ll need this Amoxicillin Capsule for disinfection.”
“I made this Amoxicillin Capsule myself too, and it’s a strengthened version with strong anti-bacterial and anti-inflammatory effect, effectively curing various inflammation.’
After sprinkling the Amoxicillin Capsule, Jiang He then opened the wrapper over a band-aid.
At three times the size of a normal band-aid, the Strengthened Yunnan Baiyao Band-Aid resembled a certain item which women often use, though there was some difference in their specific appearance.
Long Qi’s mouth twitched as he watched Jiang He cheerfully pasted the band-aid over his severed finger, unable to resist a jibe, “Isn’t this a band-aid, Mister Jiang?”
“Is this thing even useful here?
“Please don’t waste my time if it doesn’t. I have medicine back home, and with surgery it could connect my finger without side-effects.”
To tell the truth, Long Qi was rather shocked.
A band-aid connecting a dismembered finger?
Why did this feel ridiculous?
And though it was just a finger, his ability would definitely be affected if some residual effects remained, not to mention that it would affect him severely since the Long clan’s specialty was palm techniques.
On the other hand, after wrapping the band-aid, Jiang He squeezed the dismembered finger a little, adjusting the angle so that it wouldn’t be skewed.
Even as he adjusted, he smiled, “To tell the truth, this is the first time I used this. I won’t know what the effect would be like—but don’t worry, Chief Long, I’ll take responsibility.”
Blue with shock, Long Qi reached out and was about to tear off the band-aid, but paused when his fingers reached it.