A Healing Pill was truly nothing to Charlie.

If he wanted to mass-produce this kind of thing, he did not dare to say that he would be able to get it on the production line directly, but it would still be very easy for him to refine about one hundred and eighty or even two to three hundred pills a day.

The reason why Charlie was not making so many of these pills was mainly so that he could ensure that this pill would remain a very valuable and priceless pill in the eyes of outsiders.

Therefore, Charlie giving Hamed a pill just like that was equivalent to a fruit farmer who owned a ten-thousand-acre big orchard giving someone an apple. It was nothing worth mentioning at all.

However, this was of very great significance to Hamed.

Even in a peaceful world where there was no war, a person with a crippled leg would face many inconveniences. He would even regard recovering his health as the greatest wish in his life.

What more, Hamed, who was a general, who would seek to survive in a wa