Final Prescription: Tae Sang's Approval

Bask in the glory that is the final medicine! Truly a masterpiece of bowel-crushing medicinal homeopathy! Take it back to the Master.

Before you go... between us, the whole brain thing was a joke. I don't even own a brain removal machine that is sitting right behind that door!

After all we've been through and you still don't trust me?

Finally, I thought Mr. Do had roped you into one of his schemes. Was he rambling on about brains?

Ah excellent, the final medicine.

You've done good work, but we still need the ingredient to bring them together. You may want to rest up. This could be dangerous.

I don't have time for this. Go back to Mr. Do and get the last medicine.