"Shut up!" Ren Qixiang, standing nearby, couldn't stand it any longer.
She had initially shown some courtesy to him, considering he was Wang Yuyan's private doctor.
Ren Qixiang herself had taken the pills given by Qin Xuan.
Now, she had even reached the late stage of Xiantian martial arts.
And now he dared to accuse Qin Xuan of deception.
"Dr. Louis, if you continue to slander the supreme VIP of our Qixiang Club, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Supreme VIP!" Louis's expression dimmed slightly.
Qixiang Club, located in Jiangbei, was renowned as one of the most high-class establishments.
It was difficult to even obtain a regular VIP membership, let alone a supreme one.
What was his relationship with Ren Qixiang?
And Wang Yuyan, why was she so captivated by him?
There was also another woman whose beauty was no less than Wang Yuyan's.
What was so special about this fellow? He wore clothes from street stalls, wasn't as handsome as himself, what could possibly attract anyone?
Qin Xuan also cast a surprised glance at Ren Qixiang.
When did I become a supreme VIP of your club?
After scaring Louis into silence, Ren Qixiang went to prepare the medicine furnace and herbs that Qin Xuan had mentioned.
An hour later, Ren Qixiang returned, panting, with a small medicine cauldron in one hand and a large bag of medicinal ingredients in the other.
"Here, it's all prepared."
Ren Qixiang placed everything in front of Qin Xuan, then took out a medium-sized box from her waist pouch and handed it to him.
"This contains a two-hundred-year-old ginseng, sent by Yuyan."
"Two hundred years!"
Both Louis and O'Carroll exclaimed in surprise.
Such a two-hundred-year-old ginseng was priceless.
A single stalk would likely cost tens of millions and still be hard to find.
The saying "a hundred-year-old ginseng" didn't refer to its age, but rather a classification of its medicinal efficacy.
Ginseng also had its own grades.
Some grew well, others poorly.
Some could become top-grade ginseng, while others were merely ordinary.
Qin Xuan took the ginseng, then lit the medicine furnace in the room, added half water, and, in front of everyone, tossed the ginseng directly into it.
This action was unacceptable to O'Carroll. A two-hundred-year-old ginseng, just wasted like boiling water for soup.
"What a waste of heaven's bounty! What a waste!"
O'Carroll couldn't bear to watch.
Qin Xuan ignored him, instead slapping the side of the furnace and channeling dragon power into it, increasing the heat.
Since it was an alcohol lamp, the heat was too low. To brew these dozen or so medicinal ingredients into soup, it would likely take a whole day.
Boom!
The sudden boiling flames startled O'Carroll and Louis.
"Heresy," Louis snorted coldly after calming himself.
"Soon the furnace will explode..."
Louis was interrupted by a glare from Ren Qixiang and swallowed the rest of his words in fear.
The temperature of the flames, stimulated by the dragon power, had reached a critical point. If it increased further, the furnace might truly explode.
Qin Xuan stopped channeling dragon power. The water in the furnace gradually evaporated, and the ginseng was boiled into the water.
Seeing that it was almost done, Qin Xuan added the remaining medicinal ingredients into the cauldron one by one.
As the cauldron continued to boil, the herbs were successively boiled and merged with the water.
Half an hour later, the water in the cauldron was almost gone.
Qin Xuan poured out the medicinal soup, which filled exactly one bowl.
To save time, Qin Xuan hadn't followed the procedure of adding ingredients one by one. He had brewed them all together. The effect would be slightly diminished, but the two-hundred-year-old ginseng as a base compensated for it.
However, the color of the soup was a dark, murky black. If it weren't for the herbal scent, one might mistake it for sewage from a gutter.
"What is this stuff!"
"Can this thing cure diseases?"
Louis and O'Carroll spoke almost simultaneously.
Even Ren Qixiang looked like she was about to gag. There were still some unboiled dregs floating on the surface of the soup.
"Can this really be drunk?"