Chapter 227: Doctor, the Miraculous Bringer
Qingye floated above the river, a rope tied to each hand. The vast, gray river flowed beneath her feet, a vast, mighty current, with no visible source or end. Falling into this river would probably result in a horrible, terrible death, but Qingye desperately wanted to plunge into it and end it all…
Because the ropes tied to her arms were almost broken, the players on both sides were holding the ropes on the shore and pulling tug-of-war with her as the medium. The old men had white hair but were full of energy and vigor. They looked at her and wished they could pull her to death on the spot.
The contestants on the other side of the river were a male and female duo, shouting slogans while exerting their strength: "Qingye, come here quickly, grandpa and grandma miss you so much!"
"Grandpa and grandma, do you want me to die?!" Qingye screamed.
The contestant on this side of the river was a shirtless patriarch, his muscles bulging all over his body, looking very strong and powerful: "Qingye, don't run! You haven't finished your homework yet!"
"Do I still have to do homework even though I've run away from home?!" Qingye screamed for the second time.
The old man and woman on the other side of the river were furious when they heard this: "How dare you not do your homework? Hurry up and get up and apologize to the head of the family!"
"There's not even any soil here, only water!"
"Listen to grandpa and grandma." The head of the family chimed in.
"Whose side are you on, head of the family? You're just torturing me for fun!"
The tug-of-war rope slackened as the elderly men's attention shifted, and Qingye seized the opportunity to withdraw her grip and free herself, plunging into the river. The current was swift, and she struggled upstream, but she was still drifting further and further away. In the blink of an eye, the old men and women vanished, and downstream, a few skeletons stood by the riverbank, their empty eye sockets ablaze with confused souls.
The skeletons were all dressed in priestly robes. In the Shendong world, they were generally called bone-praying monks. They watched Qingye struggle for a long time. After Qingye moved about 80 meters in the opposite direction, a monk finally couldn't help but speak.
"Righteous man, I've seen you coming and going several times. Listen to me." A monk hesitantly pointed behind Qingye, "The report says you're heading in this direction. You're swimming the wrong way..."
"I won't report nor join, thank you!" Qing Ye shouted while drinking water.
The monks exchanged a few glances, then adopted the tone of a gentlemen speaking to a child: "Righteous One, you have now touched upon the mystery of time and the secret of fate, as evidenced by your ability to control the mist. You must ride the tide and teach the teachings of God..."
"I'm sorry, you got the wrong person. I have no faith, no awareness, and no interest in converting!" Qingye began to freestyle desperately, "Go back over there! ahhhhh!!!"
At this moment, a golden rope descended from the sky. Qingye's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the golden rope and jumped straight into the sky. The monks hurriedly called out from behind, "Remember to report to the nearest church!"
The call of the bone-praying monk echoed in the back, and Qing Ye breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, "I'm not a skeleton, so why would I report to your church?" But halfway through her flight, she felt her hands become weak and about to fall. Qing Ye looked closely and found that her hands had turned into bones without her knowing when.
She thought to herself, "Oh no! My bones must be black! If these sin bones are white, then there must be something seriously wrong with my body!"
She quickly touched her cheek, but it felt hard, like bone.
"No……"
Qingye's face turned pale.
“Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”
She suddenly turned over and sat up, hitting her head on a hard object, causing her to scream and hold her head. She rolled around holding her head for a long time, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Chu Hengkong's wonderful expression.
"You look good." Chu Hengkong said.
Qing Ye rushed over, hugged him and cried, "Mr. Chu, I see my grandparents and the head of the family again this time! I was almost killed in a tug-of-war while swimming upstream in the river, and there were several bone-praying monks calling me to report... If I wake up any later, I will turn into a skeleton! "
Chu Hengkong thought to himself that this unfortunate child could have such a spectacular nightmare, maybe he could last a few more hours. As the saying goes, even fools have their luck, and it seems this is indeed the case. The Death Outcasts probably don't want to take this guy in.
He waited patiently for half a minute, until Qingye calmed down slightly after a long, incoherent conversation. She nervously touched her body, increasingly bewildered. "Wow, I'm really still alive... How come I wasn't poisoned to death?! Double dream?"
Chu Hengkong said slowly, "As for you, you're very lucky. You happened to meet the best pharmacist in Huilong City. He used a magic elixir to save you..."
"I'm so grateful for your kindness!" Qing Ye was so moved that he burst into tears. "I wonder where that pharmacist is? Can you help me with my... medical expenses?"
Chu Hengkong nodded to the side, and Qingye turned his head and saw an unlucky guy wearing a baseball cap rolling on the ground with his hands covering his chin. His face looked so pale and frightened, as if he was walking on the road and suddenly his jaw was broken by a headbutt falling from the sky.
"Doctor Jie just came over to change your dressing," Chu Hengkong said, "but you bumped him headfirst into the ground."
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"I'm really sorry!" Miss Qingye clasped her hands together and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle.
Xie An covered his chin, his teeth bared, his face twitching. He hissed loudly and waved his hands, "It's okay, it's nothing! The poison has been removed, but the wound is still there. Take care of it...hiss! Take care of it!"
Qingye covered his face with his hands, turned around and disappeared into the fog. Fander rushed over, his head bandaged, and shouted, "Hey, let me tell you, this genius Canxin is extraordinary, with a sinful bone and an iron head!"
A palm from the mist slapped Fander to the ground, and the settlement was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. Miss Qingye was the last of the seriously injured to wake up, and by then everyone else was mostly able to move, even Shax was smiling.
Jie An had made thorough preparations before setting off this time. The City Lord and Youyou were clearly worried they would die outside, so they stuffed Jie An with all sorts of rare treasures. The variety was so complete and rich that it even met 80% of the requirements for the Saha Eternal Joy Pill...
Jie An replenished the remaining 20% himself, and as soon as he landed, he rubbed out a spiritual medicine. The Plague Demon's toxins pale in comparison to the Level 5 Changle Pill, and several seriously injured soldiers were cured instantly after taking a small pill.
Chu Hengkong patted Li An hard and sighed with emotion: "What a miracle doctor, sir. It's different now that he's a tortured staff."
"The miracle doctor is my father, so at most I can be considered as prescribing medicine for him."
"Cook, you've been tortured?" Vander was surprised. "It's only been a few days? You're really fast at doing research."
"How many days?" Xie An said, half-smiled. "Brothers and sisters, you've been missing for three months. According to military regulations, you're almost expelled!"
Qingye jumped out in shock: "Impossible, we've only been in the Wilderness of Despair for over a week!"
"The time on both sides is inconsistent?" Shax frowned.
"This is a battlefield that happened hundreds of years ago. Now that you've escaped to the Heavenly Prison, forget about time. Just be happy that you haven't been reduced to a situation where you'll live for hundreds of years." Xie An straightened his chin and said seriously, "Seriously, you guys are pretty tough. I didn't expect to actually need the Changle Pill. What kind of Poison King did you offend?"
"The most poisonous kind in the world." Ji Huaisu said weakly, "You may not know this, cook, but our area is very rare. There are five kinds of heresy in the world, but here we have an unheard-of sixth kind..."
Jie An covered his ears, his face wrinkled with anxiety: "Oh, my ears are in trouble! How can I hear things right after coming here? It's bad luck, I didn't hear anything! Not a single word!"
"I've already seen it, so what else can we worry about?" Chu Hengkong smiled.
"What do you mean by 'see'?" Jie An was stunned, his expression suddenly changed, "Is that girl a heretic?"
"Just be quiet and listen to me..."
Chu Hengkong took the cook in his arms and left the crowd, explaining the whole story in brief. Jie An's face was filled with excitement.
"Comrade Inspector, our team can come from all corners of the country, but not from all walks of life!" The cook smacked his lips. "Look at what you're wearing! My goodness, I can't even bear to look at it. Only your heart is red, your blood is all black!
Only three months out of town, and you've already transformed from a staunch Allied soldier into a filthy, filthy, and complex heretic. Your corruption is truly profound! If you return to the city, you'll be blasted three hundred miles away by the city defense artillery! I need to make a clean break with you. Don't ever claim to know me again..."
Chu Hengkong couldn't resist: "No, you're just criticizing me?"
"Then why are you criticizing that little girl?" Jie An winked. "Come on, it's the 31st century and we're still concerned about class background. She has a high level of ideological awareness and is very strong. How can we gossip about her?"
"I didn't see you being so open-minded when I first started working here." Chu Hengkong said seriously, "Seriously, can you cure it?"
The Saha Eternal Bliss Pill can eradicate the contamination of the heretics beneath the Second Abyss, and is a panacea for most people. However, Qingxia is a heretic, so they dare not let her take this medicine.
Previously, Jie An used strong medicine combined with Fen Ya's life-strengthening infusion to strengthen Qingxia's heart and solidify his constitution, which finally managed to temporarily stabilize Qingxia's condition. However, it was difficult to feel at ease until the toxin was eliminated.
Jie An didn't respond, but turned around and yelled, "Hey! Hey there, Bobo, are you done yet?"
"My name is Gulibobo!" Gulibo jumped over angrily, holding a small basket of tree leaves in his claws. "You are really ignorant, strange Bo! I told you that Kudzu leaves have no nutritional value..."
"The edible value of the Kudzu tree is almost nonexistent, but it thrives in a place steeped in yin energy and, under the influence of remnant thoughts, has many magical uses. Its roots are highly poisonous, killing anyone who touches them, but its leaves can soothe the mind and soul, and nourish the body. They are priceless in the outside world."
Jie An took the leaf, took out the pestle, and pounded it while speaking, "There's a 'Fenzhuo Suqing Powder' at the Zhengxuan Palace in Longquan Township that's quite effective in treating those injured by fighting against poisonous skills of fellow disciples. This leaf is absolutely necessary.
This is because poisons from the same source are the most difficult to cure. If you strengthen the body, the toxins will take root, and if you weaken the body, the toxins will harm the body. Therefore, to cure poisons from the same source, you must first strengthen the victim's body. Only when you strengthen yourself will the toxins have a chance to separate. Only then can you cure the poison without damaging the flesh and blood, and only then can you achieve recovery.
Xie An lifted the pestle, and a pale green medicinal powder was ready. He carefully wrapped the powder and handed it to Chu Hengkong along with a small piece of Changle Pill. "Take the powder first, then the pill. The poison will be resolved within a day."
"Can Qingxia take Changle Dan?"
Xie An gestured as if turning a page in a book, and Chu Hengkong pulled out his notebook and flipped to the page about Changle Pills. He saw a sentence written under the effects section: [When taken by non-Buddhists, it can have an additional exorcism effect.] It had been so long since the Changle Pills were created that he couldn't recall it for a moment.
"A doctor's job is to save the world and benefit all living beings. There's no reason to save people based on their stance. When my father made this medicine, he had already anticipated that there would be a heretic who would turn to the light. This medicine can save people, and naturally it can also save demons." Jie An said proudly, "But medicine is three-quarters poisonous. The pollution of the heretic has penetrated deep into the essence of life. The slightest mistake can turn a good medicine into a deadly poison. That's why we have to take the medicine powder first to strengthen our body and then slowly dissolve this strong medicine."
Chu Hengkong gave a thumbs-up, took the medicine, and turned to leave. Gulibo stared at the bearded man with wide eyes.
"God, a miracle doctor!"
"You know how to grow vegetables, but you don't necessarily know pharmacology." Xie An squatted down with a sly look in his eyes. "Oh, right, I need to prepare the vegetables soon. How much are your vegetables per pound?"
(End of this chapter)
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