I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s-Chapter 674 - 673

The Xuan Talisman’s effect is nourishing the spirit, requiring at least twenty-five kinds of Chinese herbal medicines to have some effect. The few Xuan Talismans Beisitian produced either had less potent effects or integrated lower quality herbs, making them not too conspicuous.

Bei Jiale, wearing a mask and pulling his hat brim down, watched this scene from a distance and sighed inwardly, "My sister, keeping a low profile in everything will make your progress slow!"

That’s why she refuses to marry or have children. Once you have someone you care about, your actions become cautious. Someone like her, who eats her fill and has no worries, won’t hesitate to risk her life in a confrontation with anyone who causes her trouble.

But Beisitian can’t do that. She used to have a large family like Mrs. Qin’s, then Luo Xudong, and now she has those three mischievous little ones.

Whatever Beisitian does now, she has to consider many things. Her skills are stifled because of these concerns, making her appear quite restrained.

Even though Bei Jiale grumbles this way, she is genuinely envious inside.

When marrying and having children, one must find someone to rely on, someone who won’t let her wander aimlessly or make her feel like engaging in life-or-death struggles with others.

She actually thinks Beisitian’s approach isn’t bad, taking it step-by-step solely to protect those around her.

Walking one step and thinking ten, Beisitian’s life is far from being dull or embarrassed, but instead, more exciting than hers.

"Sister, go ahead and be bold; I’ll hold them off for you," Bei Jiale smiled, turned, and walked away.

Beisitian’s biggest concern is the group from Taiwan. She’s all alone now, with nothing to worry about. It’s time she settles scores with them. A few years’ delay isn’t an issue, and during these years, it’s up to Beisitian to rise to the challenge.

As Bei Jiale walked out of the old warehouse, she looked up at the unclear sky, feeling tranquil inside. Her life has always been about taking it one step at a time, with no future to speak of, nothing worth looking forward to.

This kind of life might be carefree when facing trouble, but more often, it becomes uninteresting, easily leading to losing hope in life.

Losing hope in life brings her closer to self-destruction.

She knows this well, yet finds it unchangeable.

Bei Jiale stopped a four or five-year-old boy, likely a member of one of the families, and smiled, "Can you help me with something? Take this to the person at exchange table 17, and in return, this is for you."

Bei Jiale handed the boy a deep blue small box, seemingly holding a ring, and then gave him a bag of talisman powder.

The boy raised his eyebrows and grinned, "It’s just a small favor, no need for a reward."

Ordinary talisman powder doesn’t interest him.

"Take it, thank you." After saying this, Bei Jiale left.

The boy looked at the ring box, then opened the talisman powder, curious about the quality of the talisman powder she insisted on delivering.

Upon opening, he saw a tiny, even batch of talisman powder. Regardless of its effect, seeing this talisman powder shocked the boy.

"What talisman medium was used to create this, why is the quality so good!"

The boy, no longer indifferent like before, repackaged the small pouch and sniffed it, thinking it might be talisman powder used for stopping external bleeding.

Although the effect isn’t particularly striking, the quality is exceptional. He even feels that this talisman powder’s texture is superior to those made by the elders in his family.

This exchange meeting is filled with hidden experts; even random women’s gratitude talisman powder is of such high quality!

The boy is attending for the first time and doesn’t know much about this.

He entered the old warehouse and was stunned when he saw the person at table 17, noticing how they resembled the person who just gave him the message.

Whether they looked alike he couldn’t tell since the messenger wore a mask, but these two are certainly connected. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Because of this small bag of talisman powder, the boy decided to pay attention to the woman at table 17. Seeing the seat available, he walked over.

An adolescent boy of about fourteen or fifteen sat across. Beisitian looked over and saw he didn’t pull out matching talisman powder but handed over a ring box.

"Someone asked me to deliver this to you," the boy said.

Beisitian glanced at the ring box and asked, "Who sent it to you?"

The boy shook his head, "I’m not sure, but they seemed a lot like you."

Beisitian’s heart stirred, and she took the box and opened it, finding inside a slip of paper.

Seeing the free-flowing handwriting, she immediately knew who sent it, especially given the content.

My sister, you’re so cautious; betting with you lacks excitement. How about this, I’ll hold off those people for a few years, let me feel some passion, okay?

Beisitian felt her temple veins bulging, pursed her lips, and crumpled up the paper before tossing it into the trash.

However, what Bei Jiale said indeed tempted her. She knows Bei Jiale has a group of people, and since she said she could hold them off for a few years, she must be very confident.

She isn’t afraid of them coming openly; she fears their hidden moves. Her children are young, and she can’t afford even a minor mistake.

She fervently wants to let go and fight. Progress is too slow like a snail, and it’s truly unsettling. What’s more, the children are growing day by day, and not having a breakthrough is unacceptable.

She’s somewhat worried about whether Bei Jiale can handle it. Based on her interactions with Bei Jiale lately, she knows Bei Jiale never does anything she’s not confident about and is quite cunning. So if she says this, why not give it a try?

Thinking this, Beisitian saw the boy across pulled out a bag of talisman powder and said, "Effects for replenishing Qi and blood, with twenty kinds of herbal medicines integrated."

Now, the number of people taking out talisman powders integrating twenty kinds of herbs in the hall has noticeably increased, quite a lot more than the previous day and notable compared to the morning.

That even a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy can take out a talisman powder integrating twenty kinds of herbs is indeed surprising.

"Don’t believe I made it?" The boy asked with a smiling squint, "Not like your friend’s ability, who offered such advanced talisman powder as a thank you."

Beisitian looked up at the boy pretending to be nonchalant, her lips curling slightly upward, "Is that so."

The indifferent response thwarted the boy’s attempt at probing.

As they were speaking, suddenly someone walked over, handing her a small token with facets on both sides, and an oval shape below.

"Congratulations, you’ve earned the token qualifying you for the competition," the visitor said with a smile, seeing the young woman’s stunned look at the token, thinking she couldn’t believe it.

Even so, over the past couple of days, he has handed out a few tokens, and people with Beisitian’s level getting a token probably know someone inside the organizer group.