The Amazing son in law Chapter 504
The men in the crowd exchanged silent glances before all eyes turned toward Jordan, the patriarch of the Weaver family.
It was common knowledge that Jordan had been quite the ladies’ man in his youth. In fact, he had once consumed a dangerous concoction made from billies, driven by his desire to pursue women—a reckless choice that nearly cost him his life at the age of sixty. Among everyone present, he was notorious for having the most romantic escapades.
Feeling the weight of their attention, Jordan broke into a proud grin. He stood tall and declared, “Master Wade, just so you know, I was quite the charmer in my younger days. I estimate I’ve been with around three to five hundred women!”
Charlie nodded, albeit with some reluctance, and gestured toward Kenneth, saying, “Alright, he’s your guy.”
Kenneth grimaced slightly at the thought. This text is hosted at Fɪnd-Novel.net
Was Charlie really asking him to drink the urine of this old man? That was absolutely revolting!
Yet, Charlie had mentioned that greater experience would yield better results. Given Jordan’s reputation, he was indeed the most suitable choice.
With a resigned sigh, Kenneth muttered, “Alright… I guess I have no choice…”
Charlie turned to Jordan and instructed, “Mr. Weaver, please drink two liters of plain water and hold your urine. When you feel the urge to go, collect it in a basin. Let me know when you’ve filled a one-liter bottle.”
“One liter?!” Kenneth nearly collapsed. “Isn’t that a bit excessive, Master Wade…”
“What if it doesn’t work because there isn’t enough? Are you trying to cheat me out of that hundred million?”
“Oh no, no!” Kenneth waved his hands in panic. “I just thought a sip or two would suffice; one liter sounds terrifying…”
Charlie looked at him earnestly and replied, “To treat the necrosis, you need to drink a full liter. Don’t blame me for any side effects that may arise.”
Kenneth felt a mix of agitation and despair, questioning if Charlie was pulling his leg. However, Charlie’s serious demeanor and the weight of the hundred million wager made Kenneth realize he was not joking.
Just then, the man who had gathered the necessary ingredients returned, carrying two large bags filled with dried and dehydrated medicinal materials, weighing around twenty pounds as per Charlie’s instructions.
Charlie directed, “Divide these materials into four equal parts. Place each part in a casserole with ten liters of water. Boil everything on high heat for one hour. After that, combine it into one pot and boil for another half an hour. Finally, add forty liters of water and reduce it down to one liter of medicine.”
Turning back to Kenneth, he added, “When the medicine is ready and Mr. Weaver’s urine is collected, you’ll have one liter of each. You must drink the urine first, followed by the medicine. Is that clear?”
Kenneth felt like he might faint.
Was Charlie seriously expecting him to gulp down two liters of horrendous liquids in one sitting? One liter of intensely bitter Chinese herbal medicine, combined with one liter of the old man’s urine—what a dreadful combination!
But he didn’t dare negotiate for the sake of his manhood. Instead, he sheepishly asked, “Master Wade, could I take the medicine first and then the urine? The bitterness of the medicine might mask the awful taste of the urine.”
“Are you joking?” Charlie frowned, clearly unhappy with the suggestion. “Do you understand the role of a primer? It’s meant to enhance the medicine’s effects. So, you must take the primer before the medicine! If you switch the order, the medicine won’t work!”