"The final step: sealing it with wax."
Li Xu placed the finished pills into a specially made porcelain vial and poured in melted beeswax to seal the opening.
An Gong Bezoar Pills sealed this way could be preserved for decades without losing their medicinal effects.
He worked until evening.
All twenty An Gong Bezoar Pills were finished.
Li Xu put them in a wooden box and stored them in a cool, dry medicine cabinet in case of emergency.
He figured these pills would last him a very long time.
He had thought it would be a long time before he needed to use one.
But to his surprise, the next day's intelligence was once again related to the An Gong Bezoar Pills.
[Today's Intelligence: Sun Qingli, 54, a friend of Ding Aiguo, will suffer a sudden stroke tonight while dining with Ding Aiguo and others at Feng City Restaurant. He can be saved if he takes an An Gong Bezoar Pill immediately. If not, waiting for an ambulance will be... dire.]
'Save him?'
'Or not?'
