「1:00 PM. The treatment room.」
Li Xu took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pinch of pale yellow powder, and dissolved it in warm water.
"Here, drink this."
Although the man was a bit hesitant, he drank it obediently at his mother's urging.
「About a quarter of an hour after he took the powder.」
The man, who had been sitting anxiously in his chair with a wandering gaze, found his eyelids growing heavy. His head started to bob, like a chick pecking at grain.
"Mom... why am I so sleepy..."
He mumbled drowsily, then his body slumped to one side against the back of the chair, and he began to snore, deeply and evenly.
"He's really asleep."
Hu Qiming watched in amazement. He waved a hand in front of the man's eyes, but there was no reaction.
There was no agitation, no struggle. He looked as peaceful as if he had fallen asleep naturally.
Li Xu walked over and firmly pinched the man's philtrum.
No reaction.
