Chapter 22: Father, Please Use the Medicine

Half an hour of torment passed.

Chen Chusheng in the pot fell completely silent.

Chen Chuyang looked at the pot; the smell wasn't as strong—had the Item been absorbed?

Father opened the lid, saw Chen Chusheng fainted inside, was startled for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Chuyang and asked if something had happened—your Item isn't poisonous, is it?

"Cough cough, Father, my Item is absolutely fine; Big Brother couldn't possibly be poisoned—move aside, let me take a look."

Chen Chuyang stepped forward, carefully reaching out to check Big Brother's condition—there was no problem; the Item had been absorbed by him. Compared to Hongxue, Big Brother absorbed it more thoroughly; essentially, his body had absorbed the whole pot of Item, overabsorption causing a bodily reaction, making him faint temporarily.

No poisoning, nothing serious—Chen Chuyang said, "He just fainted; it's fine, he'll wake up soon."

Hearing that, Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered his head and saw his younger son wiping that right hand on himself, wearing a look of disgust; after being startled, a patch of green stain remained on his clothing, foul and nauseating.

That pungent smell surged up to his soul again; Chen Yuan frowned and said, "Chuyang, what do you mean by this?"

"Ah ha, I got carried away for a moment and forgot it was Father's clothing." Chen Chuyang quickly apologized: "But it's fine—Father, your clothes will get dirty soon anyway; don't worry, I'll whip up a new pot of Item for you right away—first, take Big Brother out."

Then Chen Chuyang went to prepare the spiritual medicine.

Chen Yuan stayed where he was, dazed; he heard something—he himself also had to soak in the Item, and after soaking, those Items could be deadly.

It's too stinky, too nauseating—he didn't want to soak, nor did he want to drag his eldest son out.

He lowered his head and glanced at his miserable eldest son, whose body was covered in that green Item; it was nauseating to death, and that smell was truly overpowering.

He then looked at his younger son's back and choked up.

"Sorry, Chusheng—it's not that Father won't help you; it's that Father doesn't want to end up as miserable as you."

So, Father is leaving.

As for you, enjoy it yourself.

Chen Yuan turned to leave, but found he couldn't walk—his hand had been seized.

Startled, he turned back—eldest son Chen Chusheng had grabbed his hand; the sleeping eldest son had actually woken up, or rather, he had been pretending to faint all along, and now his true colors showed.

"Father, where are you going?"

Chen Chusheng stood up, gripping Father's arm tightly, refusing to let go.

"That, Father suddenly remembered Mother has something important to ask me—I need to go back for a bit."

"Really?"

Chen Chusheng wouldn't believe such words—his Father, however...

"Father, if there's anything, just order me—I'll do it for you; what you need to do now is stay put and wait for Second Brother to prepare your Item—don't go anywhere."

How Father treated him, he would repay in kind.

This pot of Item, Father will have to soak in it no matter what.

Such a good thing can't be kept all to oneself.

"Eh?" Father began an appeal: "Son, look, Father is old—don't make things hard for Father; let Father go, okay?"

"No."

"Father has never asked anyone for anything in his life; this time, just treat it as Father asking you—okay?"

Chen Chusheng steeled his resolve, unmoved by him.

"Father, it's fine—Second Brother won't harm you."

Chen Chusheng cannot be swayed.

Chen Yuan exhausted every effort, like nine oxen and two tigers, but couldn't sway him; finally he gave up.

Chen Chuyang came holding the spiritual medicine, smiling: "Big Brother, you're awake? How do you feel?"

Chen Chusheng replied: "Never felt better—Second Brother, your Item is very effective."

His right hand gripped Father tightly.

Chen Yuan was torn between laughter and tears, wanting to flee but unable.

Chen Chuyang naturally saw it; he didn't expose it, but began to concoct the Item.

The pungent smell rose again; Chen Chusheng caught a whiff, his smile growing rich.

"Father, the smell is stronger now."

Chen Yuan didn't want to speak.

Chen Chuyang explained: "Big Brother, this is a formula I specially improved—guaranteed to be problem-free."

"According to my revisions, the Item's efficacy will be greater, more suitable for Father; moreover, this batch of Item is more overbearing, so there will be a slight issue."

"What issue?" Father and Chusheng asked in unison.

Both wanted to know the outcome.

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "No need to worry—it's not a big problem; I just added a rather interesting ingredient that will make the smell linger longer, about seven days before it fully dissipates—I think Father won't mind, right?"

Chen Yuan said: "I mind, I really mind."

"Seven days—better let him die; he can picture being despised by his own wife—seven whole days, how will he get through it?"

"If the smell lasts seven days, doesn't that mean he can't be seen for seven days?"

"This kind of thing—impossible..."

Before he could speak, Chen Chusheng waved a big hand: "This isn't a problem, Second Brother—go ahead and modify."

"Okay."

Chen Chuyang began concocting the Item—he never intended to let Father off, nor to heed his opinion.

Here, Chen Chuyang is the big boss—his word is law.

A rare test subject delivered to the door—how could he... let him go?

On Big Brother's body, he saw a possibility—Father could become stronger, possibly... be different.

These changes, he needs to record them, so he can further perfect his formula.

After half an hour, a pot of Item giving off a strong foul smell was ready.

"Father, please take the medicine."

Chen Yuan endured his nausea, his face full of disgust, saying, "Can we not go in?"

He felt nauseous.

He was extremely nauseous.

"Please, big brother."

Chen Chusheng laughed, "No problem, little brother, I'll take care of what comes next; big brother guarantees to get it done."

After that, he directly pushed his father in, not waiting for his father to resist, he hoisted him up and placed him inside.

Then he made the same motion as his father, closing the lid.

Strong Protector.

This step, this action, is too... awesome.

"Big brother, awesome."

Chen Chuyang gave a thumbs up, praising big brother's fierceness, even daring to lay hands on father—only big brother would dare do that.

Truly worthy of being his big brother—just awesome.

"Chen Chusheng, you beast, you dare treat father like this; wait till father gets out, you'll regret it."

"Hurry up and let father out, bastard."

"Father reeks, Chuyang, father's good son, please let father out, okay?"

Father Chen Yuan's voice sounded repeatedly, his breath growing weaker.

And it grew lower.

Item, began to seep.

Chen Chuyang ignited the flame, intensifying the burning.

"Who set the fire?"

"Damn it, you two little brats, dare to..."

The cursing continued incessantly.

Chen Chuyang and Chen Chusheng exchanged a glance and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."