The granite workbench in the safehouse was prepared like a military field hospital.
Lin Tao laid out clean linen rolls, a copper basin filled with boiled well water, a horn spoon, and three lengths of braided star-copper grounding wire. At the head of the recovery cot, he secured two heavy star-iron clamps into the stonework floor, providing solid handholds for Tie Shan. Just then, the body rebuilding began.
Lin Tao picked up one of the Grade-Nine Golden Marrow Pills with his brass tongs, placing it on the delicate pan of the balance scale.
In high-energy pharmaceutical delivery, Lin Tao analyzed. He watched the brass balance arm level out with clean, steady care, administering a Grade-Nine sky compound to a mortal without an active dantian buffer is a huge bio-energetic risk. Traditional fighters route excess energy into their spiritual reservoirs. Tie Shan has no spiritual pool. Every single joule of chemical energy must be absorbed directly by his skeletal matrix.
If the bone matrix couldn’t absorb the energy fast enough, the excess heat would boil the water in his muscle tissues, causing total cellular lysis and internal hemorrhaging.
Lin Tao walked over to Tie Shan, who sat on the edge of the wooden cot. He unbuttoned his blood-crusted leather smock.
