"To hell with refinement! How can all this pointless etiquette save the world?!"
Jia Liangcai bared his chest. His once-scrawny ribs and sunken chest were now filled out with bulging muscles.
Qian Muzhen was dumbfounded. "This Golden Apple's effect is miraculous!"
Just one apple was all it took for the wizened old Jia Liangcai to swell up as if inflated, transforming into a brawny man.
'This completely defies all medical sense!'
'Even the best tonic needs time for the body to absorb its nutrients.'
'But this happened in just a few seconds! It's beyond belief.'
Qian Muzhen's eyes lit up. "A treasure, an absolute treasure."
As for his physique becoming so robust, he couldn't care less.
Having treated so many patients, he understood one thing deeply: for the same illness, someone with more meat on their bones always lasted longer than someone without.
Qian Muzhen stroked his goatee, eagerly picking up a Golden Apple and taking small, slow bites.
