Chapter 30: The Wrong Prescription
When the nightingale’s song ceased and dawn was just breaking.
Baili felt that pillow was particularly comfortable and unconsciously reached out to use it as a body pillow. It felt just like…
“Stop giving your review and look at how you sleep.” Vivian said with slight annoyance, pinching his ear.
Only then did Baili reluctantly leave this fragrant, soft “pillow.” Spending the night on a bench like this felt rather casual.
His face reddened slightly. Last night he’d leaned against her like that—she was clearly his enemy who had defeated him, but it still felt very comfortable.
“Are you done? Remember to give me a massage when we get back—you took advantage of me all night.”
Honestly, Baili couldn’t ask for more. This kind of “punishment” seemed perfectly suited to his tastes.
Leaving all the trivial matters to Duke Wensa, Vivian now had time to show him blood clan alchemy techniques.
“You can spend your whole life with those metal ores of yours.” Vivian rolled her eyes at him while preparing to set up the tools needed for alchemy.
Actually, Baili understood the effects of common medicinal materials, but he only knew things on paper. In his stereotypical thinking, wasn’t this just throwing a bunch of herbs into a pot to boil?
Not until his first attempt at alchemy blew up Dean Nashville’s alchemy cauldron did he never try again.
Vivian skillfully processed the medicinal materials—peeling what needed peeling, chopping what needed chopping. She opened the cabinet beside her and took out something stored inside that looked somewhat like a flower. She manipulated flames, and before long had completely dried this medicinal material.
“Don’t just stand there watching. Come help.”
Only then did Baili move. Vivian had him grind the medicinal materials into powder.
“Alchemy isn’t simple. First, you have to process the medicinal materials properly and understand the properties of these things—don’t add incompatible ingredients.” Vivian sorted them as she spoke. “Then you absolutely must control the temperature well. You should be particularly sensitive to temperature, so you should learn quickly.”
He took the pestle and just started pounding away at the herbs in the mortar, nearly knocking over the mortar itself. Fortunately, his reflexes were quick enough to catch it in time, preventing the waste of these medicinal materials.
“You idiot… if you do that again, I’ll make you go dig for medicinal materials at the bottom of the cliff yourself.”
Now Baili didn’t dare be careless. He carefully ground the medicinal materials, afraid of knocking over the mortar again.
“Wait, the medicinal materials are at the bottom of a cliff?” The day before yesterday when he was talking in his sleep, he’d mentioned this topic. Treize wouldn’t have gone there, would she?
“Why are you so absent-minded when I ask you to do something?” Vivian skillfully controlled the flames while knocking him on the head.
Baili told her everything he’d just thought of. Honestly, he was also afraid something might happen to Treize. The bottom of Rose Valley’s cliff was perpetually shrouded in mist and didn’t look very safe. Who knew if she…
“You don’t need to worry about her. She goes there often. Could she really have an accident in Rose Cathedral?”
Thinking about nearly being crushed by the stone man yesterday, Baili smiled bitterly. Vivian was definitely implying something about him.
“So, what are you planning to make?” Baili had been fiddling around here for ages without seeing any herbs go into the pot.
“You idiot, of course I’m having you do the hands-on work.” She casually tossed over a prescription, which Baili caught.
“Goji berries, ginseng… you really know how to pick.”
“I’ve processed all those medicinal materials for you. Just control the heat properly and you should be fine.” Vivian placed the medicinal materials beside the alchemy cauldron and sat to the side watching Baili operate.
Looking at the peeled and sliced ginseng, along with some unknown powders.
“Do you really think I’m inadequate?”
“How should I put it? I feel like you’d reach your limit before I do.”
Actually, that day Vivian had fainted first. Her flushed face bore a lewd smile—clearly the look of someone who’d been thoroughly satisfied.
It looked like medicine to strengthen the body. Baili really needed this right now. Flames rose beneath the alchemy cauldron as he felt the temperature changes.
Adding the medicinal materials, he began controlling the fire.
Baili didn’t dare be careless. He controlled the bellows and air vents as flames danced and the pot bubbled. The essences of various medicinal materials merged with each other, and the liquid gradually became viscous.
As expected, this idiot Baili dropped the ball at this moment. He accidentally opened the air vent too wide, letting a large amount of cold air into the furnace.
“It’s ruined…”
Alchemy was very sensitive to temperature changes. Although Baili immediately closed the air vent, the originally calm medicinal liquid in the cauldron began trembling violently.
“You useless fool, you’re still the same as always. Sigh.” Vivian raised her hand, and a ring of fire enveloped the alchemy cauldron. She controlled the temperature, and the fire ring’s heat quickly stabilized the medicinal liquid.
She was an expert at fire manipulation—she’d handled this kind of simple emergency many times.
Baili looked at the blazing fire ring and clenched his fists. For some reason, he wanted to see his ice crystals clash with her flames. But he could only clench his fists here—he couldn’t do anything.
“What are you standing there for? Prepare for evaporation and purification!”
Vivian’s voice pulled him back from his fantasy. He increased the heat, and excess water began evaporating from the medicinal liquid. When it reached its most viscous state, he extinguished the furnace and quickly collected the finished medicine.
In the glass bottle, thick pink liquid flowed—it looked rather strange. According to stereotypes, shouldn’t tonics generally not look like this?
“This… this… are you sure your prescription is right?”
Vivian looked away guiltily. “The alchemy process was perfect, and you did very well. Drink it first to strengthen your body.”
Looking at the swirling pink liquid, he really couldn’t bring himself to drink it.
“This… will it really work?”
“Yes, yes, yes. Would I lie to you?” Vivian looked at him expectantly.
Baili unscrewed the glass bottle and was about to drink when Treize pushed open the door from outside. She also held a glass bottle, but the brown medicinal liquid inside looked much more normal.
Seeing Treize suddenly appear, Vivian teleported in front of Baili and pressed the bottle, forcing him to drink it.
“Cough, cough…” Although he resisted with all his might, he still swallowed a little.
Now even an idiot would know there was something wrong with this pink liquid.
Treize looked at the two of them in confusion, the tuft of hair on her head swaying like a question mark.
“Sister Vivian, why are you giving Brother Baili rosemary? That’s not…”
Vivian covered Treize’s mouth, but Treize had already said it. She smiled awkwardly, then quickly sent Treize away. Treize understood and left the medicine before hurrying off.
“Well, um, it really is my fault. I took the wrong prescription just now.”
Baili now felt the world spinning around him. In his eyes, even Vivian’s flat chest was starting to look alluring and captivating.
He really wanted to embrace her slender waist and do some unspeakable things.
“You… what Treize just said about rosemary—it’s not that kind of thing, is it?”
“It’s fine. Treize just brought you a tonic, and they don’t conflict anyway. Perfect chance to test Treize’s alchemy skills.” Vivian threw him a flirtatious glance.
She nearly electrocuted Baili right there, and he was somehow compelled to slowly follow along.
He felt those familiar hands pulling him toward that room he desperately didn’t want to enter.
He hadn’t drunk much this time—he wondered how he’d face what came next.