"The medicine's not for sale?" Cody frowned in disappointment.

At first, he'd thought he'd found a treasure, but now he was learning about serious side effects. He couldn't help but ask skeptically, "Mr. Rhys, are you serious? Ziggy seemed completely fine earlier."

Dustin remained calm as he replied, "The side effects won't show immediately but in about half an hour."

Cody continued to ask, "Is there any way to reduce the side effects of the ointment, even if it's only 50% effective?" He hoped a milder version might have fewer side effects.

Dustin shook his head. "Not at the moment."

He knew both Zion and Cody had questionable motives. Plus, he had no intention of sharing the Dew Balm formula.

It could be misused for profit and potentially harm people. After all, he didn't trust Zion and Cody.

"It's alright if the ointment isn't perfect right now. If you give me the formula, I'll work on improving it. Once it's better, I'll give you 50% of the profits," Cody proposed.

Cody was