Inside the simple, bright hall, He Ao stood in front of the operating table and lifted a mithril test tube, staring at the glowing red liquid inside that seemed to shimmer.
"Alright."
He turned around and handed the mithril test tube to a visibly nervous Lena next to him, "The auxiliary materials you collected are quite abundant, they've saved us at least half an hour."
"Is this really a C-level Secret Medicine, just for me?"
Lena was slightly dazed, her cheeks subconsciously revealing a smile as she looked at the mithril test tube in He Ao's hand.
"I've said it before,"
He Ao held his pose and looked at Lena, "I trust you."
Lena was momentarily stunned; the bloodied figure of the young boy from last night overlaid with the simple, clean-looking, resolute young man before her.
During her solitary years of growing up, it seemed that she hadn't been trusted like this for a long time.
