American comic book police officer survival manual

"Ginseng replenishes qi and nourishes blood. Atractylodes macrocephala strengthens the spleen and benefits qi. Poria cocos promotes diuresis and eliminates dampness."

Lucius, who was determined to become a semi-traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, went straight to Gotham's Chinatown and started pointing and gesturing in Chinese medicine shops.

The busy shop assistants looked at this strange customer and marveled at how versatile the Gotham police were, being so knowledgeable about traditional Chinese medicine in addition to their busy work of maintaining order.

Standing in front of the medicine cabinet, Lucius's brow twitched as he smelled the unusual fragrance emanating from several of the boxes.

"what?"

"Please open those boxes for me and take a look."

Each medicine cabinet contains different varieties of Chinese medicine, and these medicinal materials, which have already been processed, should have similar properties.

But Lucius was astonished to discover that among these medicines, several packets seemed to have been specially enhanced, emitting an unusual medicinal fragrance...

"Is the price of this Panax notoginseng the same as other Chinese medicines?" Lucius asked the young man who was picking out the medicine, waving the fragrant Panax notoginseng and separating the herbs with their special aroma from the ordinary ones.

"Uh... what's the difference between them? They're the same medicine, so of course the price is the same."

The waiter, who had an Asian face, scratched his head, not understanding why the customer would say such strange things.

He was holding two identical medicinal herbs, yet he was still asking himself the price?

"...Please pack it up for me." Seeing the confusion on the waiter's face, Lucius knew that the other man couldn't tell the difference between these medicinal herbs.

In the world of American comics, are there really such obvious differences in quality among traditional Chinese medicines?

As he pondered this, Lucius had already made up his mind: "How much medicinal herb do you have in stock?"

"A lot... Do you need to order in bulk?"

"Maybe. If the quality is excellent, I'll come back often."

Leaving his name and contact information, Lucius, who had spent almost all of his week's salary, picked up the medicine bag and left the pharmacy excitedly.

"Who was that just now? I think I overheard a big deal?"

Only after the police officer left did the pharmacy owner slowly emerge from the warehouse and ask the sales clerk questions.

"Ah... it's a policeman named Lucius. He seems to be buying the medicine for his own use... He said he wants the best batch of herbs and might buy a large quantity."

"Lucius?"

The old man stopped in his tracks, suddenly realizing that the name sounded familiar.

A moment later, his tone suddenly rose:

"Isn't that the person Ms. Luna asked us to find?"

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"Professor, I'm very sorry, I need to take a few days off. My injury makes it very difficult for me to walk."

In her rented room, the red-haired girl held her phone, speaking apologetically to someone on the other end.

Just one night later, the inflammation in my body and the painkillers subsided, causing the wound on my leg to swell rapidly, and at the same time, even the slightest exertion would cause excruciating pain.

Pamela is in much worse condition today than she was yesterday when she was discharged from the hospital. She has also temporarily lost her mobility.

"Taking leave is no problem, but what have you thought about the experiment?"

"When exactly will the experiment take place?"

"How about in a week? As long as your injury no longer affects your walking, there shouldn't be any problems."

"Won't this waste time? If you need someone else, Professor, please..."

"No, no, no, Pamela, you are the best choice. Now that you have agreed, I will never change my mind easily."

"Yes... thank you."

Pamela said goodbye to her mentor with deep gratitude and had just hung up the phone when she heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"I've come to see you, Pamela."

Hearing the familiar voice outside the door, the delighted girl immediately endured the pain in her leg and opened the door.

Lucius stood outside the door with a smile on his face, holding a white porcelain vase in his hand.

"Hey! Long time no see~" Pamela, babbling excitedly, gave the visitor a big hug.

Long time no see? Is this girl still half asleep?

Lucius patted Pamela, who was wearing pajamas, and went into the room, handing her the medicine he had just prepared: "Here, this is for you."

Pamela accepted the still slightly warm medicine, curious about this special gift:

"What is this?"

"A bottle of wound medicine, which I made myself, should help with your injuries."

After obtaining those special medicinal herbs, Lucius boiled and crushed the herbs with blood-activating and tissue-regenerating effects to create this ointment.

After he finished, the first patient who came to mind was Pamela.

"medicine?"

Pamela's face was filled with astonishment at the ointment she had never seen before.

Will Mr. Lucius still make medicine?

"Let me apply the medicine for you. Don't worry, it shouldn't hurt."

The herbs used were all mild Chinese medicinal materials. Although they were just samples, Lucius was certain that at worst these medicines would be ineffective and would definitely not cause Pamela any further harm.

"good..."

Taking off her glasses, the girl obediently sat on the bed, raised her right leg, and placed it on her beloved's lap.

Lucius lifted his pajama bottoms and touched Pamela's fair and smooth skin, his heart fluttering slightly.

But when he unwrapped the bandage from his ankle and saw the scabbed, bloody hole, all of Lucius's thoughts vanished, leaving only pity for the girl.

"How long did the doctor say it would take to recover?"

Although no bones or tendons were broken, Lucius knew from the gruesome wound that it would take a long time to recover.

"The doctor said that if all goes well, I will be able to walk again in a week, and a full recovery will take a month."

"A month..."

A month is enough time for flesh and blood to grow and for scars to heal.

Lucius poured the ointment from the bottle and applied it to the injured area of ​​her ankle. He then looked at Pamela's cheek: "How does it feel?"

"It's chilly..."

With the ointment covering the wound, Pamela felt as if her ankle was enveloped in a layer of cool, flowing water.

The light cooling sensation completely dispelled the previous pain. The topical ointment had only been applied for a short time, yet its effectiveness already surpassed any painkiller Pamela had ever used.

"I feel like I can walk again now."

It's strange, it seems like good things always happen whenever I see him.

Thinking this, Pamela's face broke into a big smile in response to the gift Lucius brought.

"Really? It's good that you're not feeling unwell."

To be honest, Lucius was genuinely worried that Pamela might have a strange allergic reaction to the medication, since in the United States, very few people could withstand even a five-nut mooncake.

But now, looking at Pamela's radiant smile, Lucius understood that at least this time the drug was working well.

"The remaining medication should last for three more uses; just change it once a day."

"Hmm... Are you busy today...?"

"Beep beep beep..."

A piercing warning interrupted the girl's attempt to persuade him to stay. A communication from the Gotham Police Department forced Lucius to frown and pick up the walkie-talkie at his waist.

"Attention all officers, a major incident has occurred in Gotham's Diamond District. All nearby officers are requested to provide immediate support!"

"I'll repeat myself... A major incident has occurred. Nearby officers are requested to respond immediately!"

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