By the time Ruan Qi and Nie Beilou finished treating the last patient, it was past midnight.
The patients were all sent to the inpatient department, and the previously noisy emergency room finally quieted down. The doctors and nurses were all exhausted, each slumped in their chairs unwilling to move.
The only ones with some energy left were Nie Beilou and his apprentice, Ruan Qi.
Ruan Qi fetched two cups of coffee and sat down with Nie Beilou in a corner chair.
"Master, have some coffee."
Nie Beilou hadn't drunk any water all night and was already parched. He took the coffee, not caring about its taste, and drained it in one gulp.
After finishing, he tossed the cup into the trash can and turned to ask Ruan Qi, "Did you gain anything from your meeting with Cheng Qi this afternoon?"
"Yes."
Ruan Qi leaned close to Nie Beilou and whispered, "I managed to get a semi-finished product of the 'Nightmare' potion from Cheng family's secret room."
Nie Beilou: "Nightmare?"
