After all the medicinal ingredients were prepared, Qin Han turned and entered the inner pharmacy, and seeing that Qin Han did not refuse, Bruce and Dirac followed him in.
Bruce watched Qin Han tinker with the medicine-making tools on the table, feeling somewhat uneasy. In such a simple environment, could he concoct a remedy that had perplexed the Dirac family for two centuries?
However, Qin Han's subsequent actions once again astonished him. Qin Han arranged the fire under the medicine cauldron properly, and once the temperature was reached, he started adding the medicinal ingredients into the cauldron one by one.
"Mr. Qin, is this how you concoct the antidote, just casually throwing the ingredients in?" Bruce couldn't help but ask.
"Bruce, do not disturb Mr. Qin," Dirac said with a frown.
Bruce then realized that this was not a session of academic research.
