After learning that his Scizor was not seriously injured, Wen Qi casually tossed down a bottle of healing medicine for Venomoth to use on the Scizor. Then, he walked straight over to Zhou Zhiwen.
There, the Charizard lay weakly on the ground, its wounds shocking to behold, with blood gushing out like turbulent red streams. Its once majestic body was now utterly feeble, its eyes tightly shut, and its breath so faint it was barely perceptible, instantly tightening one's heart. Zhou Zhiwen's hands were covered in Charizard's blood, his expression panicked, beads of sweat as large as beans rolling down his forehead like rain as he frantically applied healing medicine to the Charizard. However, those ordinary medicines could only temporarily stop the bleeding, doing nothing for the severe internal injuries within the Charizard's body.
Zhou Zhiwen's eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness. He tightly gripped the Charizard's claw, as if doing so could transfer strength and comfort to it. Witnessing this tragic scene, Wen Qi's heart also tightened. He quickly released his Gogoat, which, upon appearing, swiftly approached the Charizard. Its eyes shimmered with a soft glow, and it murmured incantations, releasing waves of vibrant Grassy Terrain. The energy of the Grassy Terrain slowly seeped into the Charizard's body, temporarily halting the rapid deterioration of its injuries.
But this was far from enough. Wen Qi knew well the limits of Gogoat's abilities. Without hesitation, he released his Pidgeotto and shouted anxiously, "Pidgeotto, quick! Go back to the villa and bring Bellossom here." Upon receiving the command, Pidgeotto instantly took flight, darting toward the villa like a flash of lightning. Before long, Pidgeotto returned with Bellossom. Fortunately, Bellossom wasn't too heavy, so Pidgeotto could carry it smoothly. As soon as Bellossom was set down by Pidgeotto, Wen Qi directed it to immediately treat the Charizard.
Bellossom gracefully moved to the Charizard's side, emitting a dazzling array of colorful lights. Its petals swayed gently, as if singing a melodious healing song. As Bellossom's power continued to flow, the wounds on the Charizard began to heal at a visible rate, and the bruises and swelling gradually subsided. Yet, despite Bellossom's formidable healing abilities, the Charizard's injuries were too severe to be fully cured. Still, thanks to Bellossom's relentless efforts, the Charizard's condition finally stabilized. Its breathing became steady, and its tightly shut eyes twitched slightly, as if showing signs of waking.
Seeing the Charizard's improvement, Zhou Zhiwen's tightly wound nerves finally relaxed a bit. He looked at Wen Qi and the diligently healing Bellossom with immense gratitude, hope shining in his eyes. Though the Charizard's condition had stabilized, it remained terribly weak, its injuries this time far more severe than those inflicted by the dominant Venusaur before. Looking at the Charizard like this, Wen Qi felt a surge of guilt and embarrassment. Zhou Zhiwen was his guest, yet his Scizor had gravely injured his Charizard—that was inexcusable.
Wen Qi thought it over and eyed the Fire Essence in the shop, reluctant to part with it because it was too expensive, costing ten thousand points. Fortunately, he noticed there was also a Fire Essence Fragment, priced at just one thousand points. For that amount, Wen Qi was willing to spend, so he quickly used a thousand points to acquire it. Meanwhile, Zhou Zhiwen, seeing the Charizard's condition stabilize, finally let go of the lingering tension in his heart. Although the Charizard had been injured at Wen Qi's place, Zhou Zhiwen didn't blame him, since the battle was a decision made by the two Pokémon themselves. Even with this outcome, Zhou Zhiwen felt it was mainly his own fault.
Just as Zhou Zhiwen was about to recall the Charizard into its Poké Ball and take it back to the city for treatment, Wen Qi stopped him and quickly said, "This was an accident, but it's my fault that the Charizard nearly lost its life. Even though its condition is stable now, it might still affect its future growth. To make up for Scizor's mistake, I want to give the Charizard some compensation." Hearing that Wen Qi wanted to compensate the Charizard, Zhou Zhiwen felt a flicker of temptation but still replied, "It's fine, Boss Wen. This was just an accident. Now that its condition is stable, right? Once we get back to the city, the Pokémon Center can definitely heal it. There's no need for compensation."
"It's not for you, so why are you refusing? I'm giving this to the Charizard. Even if you're its trainer, you can't refuse what I'm offering. This is a very rare treasure, you know. Are you really going to turn it down for the Charizard?" Hearing this, Zhou Zhiwen thought it over and realized he couldn't make that decision for the Charizard, since it was Wen Qi's compensation to it. Besides, Wen Qi, being well-off, had seen his Pokémon grow stronger quickly, so he must have good stuff. Zhou Zhiwen was genuinely curious to see what Wen Qi would offer.
The Charizard, though weak, had already woken up. Hearing its owner refuse Wen Qi's compensation, it felt deeply reluctant, knowing that this person likely had something good—it had sensed the aura of a rare treasure on the Scizor. Fortunately, when it heard Wen Qi insist on giving it to the Charizard, it became overjoyed. Wen Qi and Zhou Zhiwen looked at the eager Charizard. Wen Qi didn't mind, as he intended to give it anyway, but Zhou Zhiwen felt a bit embarrassed, thinking the Charizard was losing face.
Wen Qi pretended to pull out an ornate box from his pocket. Zhou Zhiwen and the Charizard's eyes instantly locked onto it, full of curiosity about what was inside. Wen Qi carefully opened the box, and an immensely powerful fire-type energy surged out, like tangible, blazing flames turning into dazzling red streams dancing wildly in the air. The surrounding temperature shot up, as if they were suddenly in a scorching furnace. Zhou Zhiwen's eyes widened, his mouth agape, utterly stunned. He had never felt such dense and pure fire-type energy; its overwhelming power shook him to the core. His body trembled involuntarily, filled with disbelief, as if caught in an incredible dream.
The Charizard, once weak, now trembled with excitement, its eyes blazing with intense desire, as if it had found the most precious treasure in the world. It struggled to lift its head, trying to get closer to the box, letting out low, rumbling cries that betrayed its uncontrollable excitement. The powerful fire-type energy churned, forming a small vortex. Within the vortex, faint sparks flickered, as if holding endless mystery and strength. Zhou Zhiwen instinctively stepped back, overwhelmed by the energy's pressure. But the Charizard paid no heed, desperately struggling to get closer, its eyes fixed only on the intoxicating energy emanating from the box. Its gaze was filled with urgency and longing, as if this energy was the beacon of hope for it to recover and even grow stronger. Watching the Charizard's excited state, Zhou Zhiwen couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise, helplessness, and amusement.