Test the Efficacy

“You have successfully captured the criminal and received a reward—Golden Wound Pills × 100!”

Golden Wound Pills, as the name suggests, are medicinal pills used to heal injuries. After consuming one, it immediately stops bleeding, accelerates scabbing, and prevents any scarring.

Of course, the miraculous effects of these pills are limited to treating external wounds and cannot be used to cure other illnesses or internal injuries like fractures.

Even so, the Golden Wound Pills can still be considered a divine medicine, especially for those who have been injured and do not wish to be left with scars.

For Xu Mo, the pills weren’t particularly useful at the moment, as he had no immediate need for them. However, they were incredibly valuable for someone else—the victim of a severe burn from the recent case.

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After work, Xu Mo visited the hospital, guessing that the victim’s father might still be there.

Sure enough, Xu Mo found the man at the hospital.

The nurse still hadn’t allowed him into the sterile ward, but the father didn’t make a fuss. Instead, he sat quietly on a bench in the hallway, waiting.

Xu Mo walked over and stopped in front of him. The man, who had been sitting with his head down, noticed someone standing before him and slowly looked up, recognizing Xu Mo.

“Officer, what brings you here?” he asked weakly.

Xu Mo took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to the man.

Before the man could ask, Xu Mo explained, “It’s a folk remedy from where I’m from. If you take it, it can help reduce scars. It might be useful for your daughter.”

He didn’t emphasize the miraculous effects of the Golden Wound Pills, as the idea of completely eliminating scars might sound too far-fetched. By saying it only reduces scars, it sounded more believable.

Moreover, Xu Mo wasn’t entirely sure about the pills’ effectiveness himself. He wanted to see if the system’s claims were true—whether the scars could indeed be completely erased.

“Reduce scars?” The man’s eyes lit up. “Can it really work for my daughter’s condition? How much improvement can we expect?”

His daughter’s disfigurement from the fire had been a constant source of pain for him. He was deeply worried about how she would cope with her scars after leaving the hospital, as the psychological impact of disfigurement on a young woman could be devastating.

“Of course, it can work. But I can’t guarantee how much improvement there will be. The effects vary from person to person,” Xu Mo nodded, pushing the small bottle a little closer.

The man took the bottle, holding it as if it were a treasure.

He didn’t doubt Xu Mo’s words at all, partly because he trusted Xu Mo as a police officer—someone whose words carried a lot of credibility.

Another reason was that he was desperate. At this point, he was willing to try anything that promised to reduce his daughter’s scars.

The man opened the bottle, and a medicinal aroma wafted out, refreshing his mind and instantly lifting his spirits. His negative emotions seemed to vanish the moment he inhaled the scent.

How incredible!

He became even more convinced that Xu Mo’s remedy would work. If his daughter took it, her scars would surely fade, at least to some extent.

“Officer, how much do I owe you for this medicine? I’ll pay you,” the man said, carefully closing the bottle and tucking it into his pocket.

Truthfully, Xu Mo hadn’t planned on charging anything. He simply felt sympathy for the victim’s plight and wanted to help. Besides, he had plenty of Golden Wound Pills, and since he had no use for them at the moment, keeping them would be a waste.

Moreover, Xu Mo was curious to see if the pills truly lived up to the system’s claims—whether they could completely eliminate scars.

Xu Mo smiled.

“It’s just a folk remedy. It’s not worth much. Don’t worry about it.”

“No, I can’t do that,” the man shook his head firmly. “I can’t just take something from you without paying.”

“Why don’t you try giving it to your daughter first? If it works, you can pay me later.”

“Alright, that sounds fair,” the man nodded.

…

After handing over the Golden Wound Pills, Xu Mo left the hospital and drove home.

At the villa.

The four women were in the kitchen preparing dinner.

As soon as Xu Mo walked in, he heard the sound of the range hood working in the kitchen.

After changing his shoes, he headed to the kitchen.

“Do you need any help?”

“No, no, just sit on the sofa for a bit. We’re almost done—just one more dish to go,” Zhou Qiaoqiao said as she chopped vegetables.

Distracted by her chopping, the knife slipped slightly, cutting her finger. Blood instantly began to flow.

“Ah!” Zhou Qiaoqiao cried out as the pain hit her.

Hearing her cry, the others immediately stopped what they were doing and turned to her.

“What happened?”

Zhou Qiaoqiao quickly put down the knife. “I cut my finger…”

“Is it bad? Let me see,” Xu Mo immediately stepped forward, taking her injured hand to inspect it.

Fortunately, she hadn’t been using much force while chopping, so the cut wasn’t too deep.

“Does it hurt?” Xu Mo’s voice was filled with concern.

Seeing how worried Xu Mo was, Zhou Qiaoqiao’s face flushed slightly. In fact, she even felt like the pain in her hand had lessened.

“It hurts, but the cut isn’t too deep. It should heal with a bandage, though I might be left with a scar…”

The thought of having a scar on her hand made Zhou Qiaoqiao feel a little down. No girl wants to have scars on their body.

Hearing this, Xu Mo immediately thought of the Golden Wound Pills he had just received as a reward from the system.

“Wait here, I’ll get you some medicine,” Xu Mo said, turning and leaving the kitchen. He pretended to go upstairs, heading to his bedroom on the second floor.

Once in the bedroom, Xu Mo retrieved a Golden Wound Pill from his system inventory, placing one in his palm before returning to the kitchen.

“Take this,” he said.

“What is it?” Zhou Qiaoqiao asked, curious about the unassuming pill in Xu Mo’s hand, which emitted a unique medicinal aroma.

“It’s a folk remedy. It can help eliminate scars.”

“Eliminate scars?” Zhou Qiaoqiao was skeptical.

“Of course. Don’t you trust me? Just take it.”

Xu Mo poured her a glass of water and watched as she swallowed the pill.

Almost immediately, the bleeding from her wound stopped.

At first, she didn’t think much of it—stopping bleeding wasn’t exactly miraculous.

But then, something unexpected happened.

Less than two minutes after taking the pill, her wound began to scab over. Inside the scab, she felt a slight itch—her wound was healing!