fictionpage Chapter 178 Sir, you call this cold medicine?
Chapter 178 Sir, you call this cold medicine?
Lin Fan's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, startling all the petrified souls in the courtyard.
Everyone seemed to wake from a dream, but their minds were still in a daze.
Aiolia was the first to break free of his stiffness, and he lunged at his older brother Aiolos with both hands and feet.
He reached out, trembling, trying to plug the still-bleeding hole in his elder brother's chest.
But his hand, suspended in mid-air, froze.
What should I do?
His armor was pierced, and his heart was almost completely shattered.
Even if a god were to personally intervene, such an injury would only lead to death!
"Big...Big Brother..."
Aiolia's tears flowed freely.
This brave and fearless Leo Gold Saint is now crying like a child who can't find his way home.
The other Saints also gathered around, each with a face etched with grief and helplessness.
They are the strongest shield protecting the goddess, yet today they cannot even protect their own comrades.
They couldn't even see how the enemy made their move.
The immense sense of defeat nearly crushed their cherished beliefs.
Fang Qingxue and her three cousins were equally pale-faced, staring blankly at the golden figure in the pool of blood, their hearts filled with the fear of surviving a catastrophe.
If this Saint Seiya warrior hadn't stepped forward, they would probably be the ones lying there right now.
It turns out that life is so vulnerable in the face of true terror.
It turns out that their pride and joy were nothing more than dust in the eyes of beings in higher dimensions.
The entire courtyard was shrouded in a cloud of sadness, oppression, and despair.
Only Lin Fan, watching this scene of crying and sobbing, frowned more and more, his impatience almost overflowing.
"I said, is this ever going to end?"
He walked over and gently kicked Aiolia, who was holding Aiolos and wailing, with his toe.
"Why are you crying like your father has died?"
"It's just a hole in the chest, is it really that big of a deal?"
This seemingly casual remark caused everyone in the room to look up abruptly, their eyes filled with a mixture of bewilderment, shock, and absurdity.
It's just... a hole?
Mr!
That's not a hole! That's a blown-out heart!
That's a fatal flaw that would make even a god shake his head!
Aiolia raised his tear-streaked face, his eyes filled with the last plea of a drowning person grasping at a piece of driftwood.
"Sir...my elder brother...he's dying...please...please save him!"
He knew that this unfathomable man before him was their only hope!
If even he says there's no hope, then I'm truly devastated.
"Save him?"
Lin Fan raised his eyebrows.
He crouched down, glanced at Aiolos's bloodied and mangled chest, and then reached out to check his breath.
Yes, it's definitely out of air.
My body started to feel cold.
From any angle, it was a standard corpse.
"Tsk, that's pretty serious."
Lin Fan stroked his chin and gave a fair assessment.
Then, under the tense gazes of everyone, whose hearts seemed to stop, he calmly pulled a small white jade porcelain bottle from the pocket of his shorts.
It was the same bottle of "orange-flavored throat lozenges" that he had previously made using "Isatis root".
He uncorked the bottle and poured out a crystal-clear amber-colored pill.
Then, he pried open Aiolos's already stiffening jaw and casually tossed the pill inside.
The whole movement was casual and natural, as if he were feeding his three-headed black dog a snack.
"Alright."
Lin Fan clapped his hands and stood up.
"It's just a cold medicine; whether it works or not depends on his own fate."
"Let's try anything, even if it's a dead end."
These words almost made everyone present spit out a mouthful of blood.
Cold medicine?!
Sir! You call that cold medicine?!
That is a supreme divine pill that can cleanse the soul and heal Dao injuries!
You just... fed it to a "dead person" like that?
That's such a waste!
Ares, in particular, was so shocked his eyes almost popped out of their sockets; his heart was bleeding!
He recalled how, in his quest for a miraculous pill, he had feigned illness, knelt down, and almost had to drink toilet water…
The results of it?
This Aiolos, he just lay there dead for a moment and got a free pill?!
Where is justice?!
I should have lain down too!
At that moment, everyone was thinking different things, some shocked, some heartbroken, and some jealous.
A sudden change has occurred!
The moment that amber-colored divine pill entered the body, with a "boom," unimaginably pure life energy and purification laws exploded!
A beam of seven-colored divine light burst forth from Aiolos's body, enveloping his entire form!
Under the divine light, the hideous blood hole on his chest began to heal at an alarming speed!
The shattered internal organs and necrotic tissue are all frantically regenerating!
Even the heart that was completely destroyed is gradually rebuilding and reshaping itself!
"Thump!"
A deep, powerful heartbeat, like an ancient war drum, resounded in the deathly silent courtyard!
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
My heartbeat is getting faster and faster, stronger and stronger!
A more powerful and refined life force than before burst forth from Aiolos's body!
His cold body regained warmth, and his pale face regained its rosy color.
At last.
He slowly opened his eyes.
In those golden eyes, there was no longer the ashes of death, only endless clarity and awe!
"I... I'm alive?"
Aiolos muttered to himself, his voice filled with disbelief.
He looked down at his undamaged chest and felt the even more powerful inner universe within him than before he was injured.
He was completely stunned.
He clearly remembered that his heart had been pierced and his soul had fallen into boundless darkness.
How come I'm not only alive now, but my strength seems to have improved too?!
He suddenly looked up at the black-haired young man who was looking at him with disdain.
The last words he heard before falling into a coma exploded in his mind.
"It's just a cold medicine, I don't even know if it will work."
Cold medicine...
Aiolos felt his understanding had been shattered at that moment.
He opened his mouth, a thousand words stuck in his throat, but he couldn't utter a single one.
Shock, gratitude, awe... a myriad of emotions intertwined, ultimately transforming into the most primal action.
He struggled to get up from his brother's arms and knelt on one knee before Lin Fan, the god who had pulled him back from the abyss of death.
He performed the most revered and ancient knightly salute in the sanctuary.
"Thank you so much, sir, for saving my life!"
The voice was incredibly devout.
The others in the courtyard, having witnessed this miracle of resurrection, finally snapped out of their daze, their faces bursting with the ecstatic joy of surviving a catastrophe!
"Thank goodness! Aiolos, you're alright!"
"I knew it! Sir, you are omnipotent!"
"A single 'cold medicine' can bring someone back from the dead! Your skill is beyond our comprehension!"
The Saint Seiya warriors wept with joy, their eyes filled with fervor and adoration as they looked at Lin Fan.
Fang Qingxue also breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking at the calm and collected man, the string of "awe" in her heart was plucked again.
She finally understood why her husband had remained so calm throughout.
Why would someone say something like, "It's just a hole"?
Because in his world, such an injury, enough to bring down a god, is really just a minor problem that can be solved with "a cold medicine".
This casualness is itself the most terrifying proof of strength!
Lin Fan, watching the group of "employees" who were shouting and excitedly about to pop champagne on the spot, waved his hand impatiently.
"Alright, alright, quiet down!"
"It's just saving someone's life, standard procedure, what's the big deal?"
"Hurry up and wipe the blood off the floor!"
"Aiolia, you're not getting dinner tonight. Your punishment is to repaint the walls your brother dirtied!"
"And you all!"
He pointed to the group of mercenary gardeners who were still in a daze.
"What are you standing there for? The fertilizer for the vegetable garden has been delivered, aren't you going to go and turn the soil over?!"
"You all want to slack off, don't you?!"
Lin Fan's reprimand, delivered with the air of a "boss," instantly shattered the touching atmosphere that had just begun to rise in the courtyard.
Everyone jolted awake and immediately took their positions.
Some were wiping the floor, some were looking for brushes, and some were carrying hoes to turn over the soil.
The entire courtyard has regained its vibrant, bustling atmosphere, brimming with the spirit of hard work and dedication.
Lin Fan looked at this familiar scene and nodded in satisfaction.
Yes, this is what an excellent team should look like.
He strolled back to the rocking chair with his hands behind his back, ready to continue his afternoon tea, which had been interrupted several times.
However, as soon as he lay down, a petite figure approached him.
It's Fang Lingshan.
Her big, watery eyes blinked, her little face filled with curiosity and a hint of mischief.
She lowered her voice and said to Lin Fan, "Sir, sir."
"Hmm? What is it now?" Lin Fan replied lazily.
Fang Lingshan asked in a mysterious tone, "Sir, what's the name of that trick you used to crush those nine 'black cockroaches' into ashes?"
"Is it called 'Tianba Dongba Tua'?"
Lin Fan: "..."
He opened his eyes, looked at the little girl in front of him who was clearly watching too many silly cartoons, and his lips twitched violently.
He took a deep breath, reached out, and gave that smooth forehead a resounding flick on the forehead.
"God, my foot!"
"That's called the decomposition of matter! It's physics! Don't you understand?!"
"Instead of studying properly, you spend all your time watching random nonsense!"
"You're punished by having to copy your junior high physics textbook ten times tonight!"
Fang Lingshan covered her forehead, which had been slapped red, and pouted in grievance.
"Oh……"