I Told You To Manage The Reserve Unit For Me Instead Of Turning It Into A Special Troop

Chapter 1044: Chapter 610: The Unique Ancient Chinese Medicine Book from a Thousand Years Ago (Two Chapters Combined) Chapter 1044: Chapter 610: The Unique Ancient Chinese Medicine Book from a Thousand Years Ago (Two Chapters Combined) Qin Yuan now truly had other matters on his mind; he stood in a corner, pondering the medical knowledge the system had provided him with before.

The knowledge in his head consisted of various classical texts spanning thousands of years, akin to rare treasures. Those he could remember were the unique copies he had never seen.

Old Yang’s hint had sparked the interest of everyone, including Green Snake and Gui Li.

The trio spontaneously began to speak.

“Alright, I can’t wait to think about whether my research could succeed,” one of them said excitedly.

It was said that their research was entirely focused on the production methods of the Elixir of Life, yet it was somehow related to this place.

Green Snake rubbed his hands together and walked towards a long-coveted instrument, saying to his master,

“Master, then I’ll make myself at home.”

Knowing this guy was a medical fanatic, once he entered the office, there was a chance he wouldn’t leave for days or even nights on end.

Seeing him quickly getting into the groove, Old Yang felt a sense of relief and readily agreed.

“Well, what are we waiting for, let’s go.”

The group took action, heading towards the changing room. They sanitized themselves from head to toe, and emerged wearing white lab coats.

He Chenguang and Geng Hu also changed out of their casual clothes and into white lab coats just like the others.

But having grown accustomed to roughing it in their work gear, He Chenguang felt strange clad entirely in white.

He looked at his attire up and down, then turned to Geng Hu to ask,

“Doesn’t it look better than my green clothes?”

“I also feel that this outfit is a bit off,” Geng Hu admitted, assessing his reflection in the mirror. Despite their tall and handsome figures, the outfits seemed mismatched with their personas.

“Come here, help me out,” someone called out.

The first tasks were all about brute strength, relocating various pieces of equipment to the required spots. Old Yang didn’t hesitate to call for help.

“Okay, coming right up,” they quickly responded and rushed off to assist.

Watching the others busy at work, Qin Yuan still stood in the corner, frowning, deep in thought.

“What’s he doing?” one asked.

“Don’t mind him, he’s always like this, always so introspective,” He Chenguang answered Gui Li’s question with nonchalance, accustomed to Qin Yuan’s typical demeanor.

Curious as Gui Li was, she didn’t inquire further. After standing for over an hour, Qin Yuan finally stirred.

He had been contemplating the ancient classics, which spoke of researching mysterious diseases, emphasizing the importance of grappling with the words “doubt” and “difficulty.”

He had never expected one aspect to be doubt, prompting them to consider various hypothetical problems with skepticism.

Initially, Qin Yuan had found the classical archaic Chinese of these texts utterly baffling, but gradually he began his research.

He admired the ancient works of his nation, which provided many research methods throughout the ages informed by their studies.

Having clarified these things, Qin Yuan began to seriously contemplate the upcoming challenges.

The term “mysterious diseases” referred to those elusive conditions that are hard to tackle, often lacking effective treatments.

In that moment, he understood the real issues he and Old Yang needed to solve, and it brightened his mood.

After they had been busily working for an hour, someone finally turned to Qin Yuan, who hadn’t moved at all, and asked,

“What are you doing?”

Influenced by others, Qin Yuan snapped back to reality and saw everyone bustling about, replying,

“Nothing much, just pondering a few things.”

“Stop thinking and come over to help,” they insisted.

“Sure, right there,” he responded.

Having found a direction for his research on mysterious diseases, Qin Yuan felt a newfound sense of clarity and rushed to the changing room.

To ensure a smoother workflow the next day, everyone followed Old Yang’s various commands and kept busy.

By noon, they didn’t even break for lunch but made do with a quick bite, then returned to their tasks in the lab.

As night began to fall, everyone was utterly exhausted, with growling stomachs betraying their fatigue.

Sitting on the floor among the equipment, you felt completely drained and groaned,

“I can’t do it anymore, I’m totally spent.”

Old Yang also felt parched and fatigued from the day’s directing, yet the success of their efforts was gratifying.

Alright, let’s call it a day and rest.