Chapter 4890
Immediately, Darryl smiled. "You can't cure her, but it doesn't mean that others can't. You
must know that the healing field is boundless. A true doctor might be able to bring the
dead back to life." "You-" Jonathan's face reddened. He wanted to refute, but he was
speechless.
'The medical technique of reviving the dead only exists in legends. How can that happen
in real life?'
Little did Jonathan know that the man before him was not Derrick but Darryl, who came
from the Nine Mainland. He also knew the Medicine Ancestor Divine Farmer, whose
expertise in medicine was far beyond what he could imagine.
"Selina!" Darryl did not want to waste time, so he turned toward Selina. "If you trust me,
let me try. If I succeed, then good for us. If I fail, you may conclude that I colluded with the
bandits and drugged Mandy. You can take me to the government office. I won't question a
single thing." 'This-'
Selina pursed her lips and considered Darryl's sincerity.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt'If what he said is true, that he can heal me. I'd be able to live peacefully and not need to
worry about my disease manifesting.' "Derrick!" Old Master Stanford, who had been quiet,
looked solemn. "Are you sure you can cure Selina's disease?" He did not speak loudly, but
he was expecting an answer.
Selina was his only daughter; she was as precious as a treasure to him. In recent years, he
had been extremely worried about her medical condition. It would come as a complete
shock to him if she could be cured.
"You are absolutely correct!" Darryl responded with a solemn tone.
Old Master Stanford could not hide his excitement and nodded at Selina." Selina, let him
try." "Okay!" Selina said and looked at Darryl seriously. ’You may start preparing the
medicine now!" 'What? Young Miss agreed with him?'
Everyone, including Sheniqua and Jonathan, was shocked, especially Jonathan. He said
worriedly, "Young Miss, treating a disease with medicine is not a joking matter. Medicine
could turn into poison if it's not the right one. If it fails, the ramifications could be
unfathomable."
Selina did not respond as she had decided.
Jonathan was speechless, but he did not give up and turned to Darryl." Derrick, I'd like to
know, what medicine are you going to prescribe to her?" 'Prescribe?' Darryl smiled. "Of
course, a simple prescription of medicine would not be effective. I'd need to use the Sword
Plum Grass as an induction to refine a Pure Blood Pill!" 'What?'
For a moment, everyone, including Jonathan, Selina, and the rest, looked at Darryl in
shock.
'He... What did he say?’ 'He wants to produce an elixir?'
The Cryolet Continent had a long history, and they had elixir masters once, but thousands
of years ago, a catastrophe happened in the alchemy world. All the pill prescriptions were
burned, and the elixir masters had since disappeared.
In other words, the Cryolet Continent had lost the art of elixir-making a long time ago, but
Derrick claimed that he would produce elixirs.
It was hard to believe.
"Produce an elixir?" Selina looked at Darryl in shock and asked, "You want to produce an
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmelixir?" 'D*mn it!’ Darryl frowned, and he was speechless. 'It's just elixirs. What's so
shocking about it?'
As he thought, he nodded with a smile. "Yes!" Then, he told the maid all the ingredients he
needed. He also asked for an elixir cauldron.
The maids had not yet recovered from their shock, but they hastened to prepare the items
after being reminded by Old Master Stanford.
Soon, a few maids brought the elixir cauldron.
Darryl took a look. 'This cauldron is ancient, and it's made of bronze. Not bad.'
The ingredients were also quickly prepared. Darryl lit the cauldron without hesitation,
skillfully sorted the materials, and placed them in the cauldron in the correct order. He
took each step slowly and deliberately.
Everyone in the lobby was shocked, and they looked at Darryl, perplexed.
'Is he getting into it now? It looks like he is.'
Jonathan observed each step that Darryl did closely, and his eyes flickered with
amusement. Deep down, he was utterly shocked.
'He... He really knows how to produce pills?'
Jonathan had some prescription scrolls, and the method described was similar to what
Darryl had done.