Chapter 1250: Chapter 1250

Zhang Yang said indifferently, “If you don’t believe me, it doesn’t matter. You can find someone else to treat you.”

Uncle Long’s expression changed several times as he closely observed Zhang Yang, trying to understand what Zhang Yang was truly thinking.

At this moment, Uncle Long felt a pang of regret. He shouldn’t have schemed against Zhang Yang so much in the first place.

As a result, they ended up as enemies—even though it wasn’t a deep grudge, their relationship couldn’t be considered good.

“Zhang Yang, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but if you were in my position, I’m afraid you wouldn’t be able to accept it either. Even if healed, I’d still be disabled, wouldn’t I?”

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang replied directly, “If it were me, I would definitely be able to accept it.”

“After all, there are many patients in this world who cannot be cured. Even if an immortal came, it would be the same. So being able to save a life, in our eyes as doctors, is already quite a good result.”

“Of course, if you really can’t accept it, you can choose to forgo the treatment. But I have one request.”

Uncle Long’s heart sank to the bottom, but he forced himself to press down his fear and asked Zhang Yang, “What’s the request? Please tell me first.”

“Can you let me stay here to observe your death process? I’m very curious about what you will look like at the end.”

Upon hearing Zhang Yang’s words, Uncle Long’s face turned ghastly pale.

“Zhang Yang, are you a devil?”

Zhang Yang smiled and said, “Maybe it’s just my professional insensitivity. After all, there’s no case like this.”

“It would also serve as a reference for me. Perhaps next time, if someone swallows the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’ again, there might be a chance to save them.”

Uncle Long couldn’t bear to hear it any longer. He realized Zhang Yang saw him as a guinea pig.

Just then, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of something and said to Uncle Long, “You all are so eager for the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’, and the name sounds grand and absurd.”

“I mean, is it possible that the effect of the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’ is to bring someone back after they have faced a deadly situation—essentially, to let you die once and then resurrect you.”

Zhang Yang analyzed it this way, and these words plunged Uncle Long into a dilemma once again.

Actually, he had thought of this possibility too but ultimately considered it to be too far-fetched.

If that were true, this thing would indeed be magical, and countless people would go crazy fighting to obtain it.

Besides, even if that were a possibility, Uncle Long didn’t dare to gamble with his own life.

There’s an old saying, ‘A good death is better than living badly.’ When you think about it, being completely paralyzed is indeed better than being dead.

Zhang Yang tempted again, “Want to give it a try? In my estimation, as long as you wait one more day, there should be a result—is it life or death? I’m quite curious.”

Uncle Long deeply regretted swallowing the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’.

He had acted impulsively, and it turned out to be completely different from what he expected.

After a long period of hesitation, Uncle Long was still unable to make a decision, so he said to Zhang Yang, “Allow me some more time to think about it.”

Zhang Yang showed no urgency at all and said to Uncle Long, “Take your time to consider it; we’ll go back for now.”

So saying, Zhang Yang was about to leave with Jin Tuantuan, showing no intentions of reluctance.

Uncle Long quickly said, “Wait a minute, could the two of you stay here for now?”

“I will come to a decision as soon as possible, but just in case, please stay for a couple more hours.”

“In two hours, I will definitely give you an answer.”

Upon hearing these words, Zhang Yang replied indifferently, “If that’s the case, then we’ll wander around. Oh, is there anything to eat? Prepare some.”

Uncle Long immediately nodded in agreement, and then instructed the butler, “Quickly prepare whatever Zhang Yang and Miss Jin request without needing to report back to me. Just follow their requests.”

The butler, realizing that Uncle Long’s survival depended on Zhang Yang this time, dared not slack off.

After Zhang Yang and Jin Tuantuan went out, they followed the butler to a lounge.

“Please wait a moment, I will inform the kitchen to prepare some appetizing dishes. Do you have any preferences?”

Zhang Yang waved his hand and said to the butler, “Just handle it as you see fit, you can leave now. We need to discuss matters regarding your Uncle Long.”

The butler immediately replied, “Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang Yang.”

After the butler left, Jin Tuantuan hesitated to speak, and Zhang Yang pointed to the room, indicating that there were probably surveillance devices present, so they had to be cautious with their words.

Jin Tuantuan then took out a phone and typed on it, asking Zhang Yang, “Is there really no hope for Uncle Long?”

Zhang Yang nodded, then spoke normally, “Uncle Long has always been bold, swallowing anything. But I didn’t expect the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’ to be so potent; it’s no wonder it ranks up there with arsenic.”

Jin Tuantuan hastily typed again on the screen, “If the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’ is truly such a toxic substance, Uncle Long and Qingyi Sect wouldn’t fight over it so desperately, even to the point of drawing blood.

This time, Zhang Yang didn’t say anything out loud but responded on the phone, “There is indeed a unique energy in Uncle Long’s body and it’s overwhelming. It is precisely this energy that has wreaked havoc on Uncle Long’s meridians.”

“So it’s possible the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’, as Uncle Long said, can not only strengthen a person but also prolong life, maybe even make them appear ten years younger.”

“But this is all contingent upon Uncle Long’s meridians being strong enough; in other words, the average person cannot withstand such an energy impact.”

Jin Tuantuan suddenly realized, “So that’s it, it’s just as I thought; the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’ couldn’t just be a poison.”

Jin Tuantuan couldn’t help but speak again, “Then Qingyi Sect must have some special methods to temper this fierce medicinal power.”

Zhang Yang naturally agreed with this point.

However, it’s unclear what Qingyi Sect specifically does. It seems Uncle Long doesn’t know either.

Zhang Yang suddenly recalled the human experiments Qingyi Sect conducted and the drug residue found in one of their laboratories.

The so-called human experiments were to test the limits of human meridians to ultimately find a way to adapt to the ‘Soul Resurrection Grass’ effects.

Zhang Yang believed there was a good chance his hypothesis was correct since every experiment is purpose-driven, and given the condition of Uncle Long’s damaged meridians, it’s almost certain.

“So what should we do now?” Jin Tuantuan asked, “Are you really just going to watch Uncle Long slowly die?”

Zhang Yang chuckled, “Of course not; he doesn’t have the guts or the courage. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have mulled it over for so long.”

“In fact, Uncle Long’s condition isn’t as severe as we think.”