For Charlie, a blood-relief heart-saving pill was nothing really. If he wanted to mass-produce it, He was sure it could be put in the production line, but he could easily refine a few hundred or so a day if he really really wanted to.
The main reason he didn’t make so many was to ensure that it remained invaluable in the eyes of outsiders.
Giving one to Hamid that he had available at hand was almost equivalent to a fruit farmer who owned a 10,000 tree orchard, and tossing him an apple. Something not really worth mentioning from his perspective. However, it was of great significance to Hamid.
In a peaceful world without war and conflict, a person with a disabled leg would be greatly inconvenienced by the injury. And recovery could even be considered the greatest wish of their life. However, Hamid is a general who seeks to survive through the war. And today, Charlie cured his leg, which to him is the equivalent to saving his life. With a healthy body, Hamid can better lead his soldiers to fight, and maintain obedience through the ranks.
He excitedly said to Charlie, “My brother! You are my greatest benefactor besides my parents! In the future, should you need help from your brother, I will definitely go all out!”
Charlie nodded and said with a smile, “With the words of my brother, my magic medicine was not given in vain.”
Hamid said seriously “Since my leg was made useless, my forces dropped from more than 10,000 to only about 2,000. I had lost much of my fighting spirit that I had previously, only wanting to survive. I was not sure I’d ever rebuild to what I had in the past, and that future wasn’t even guaranteed…”
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