Chapter 64: Treatment
[This time, the character you randomly choose is: a compassionate female doctor who cares about the people]
[You were born in the sick care center on Yaowang Mountain. Your parents are unknown. Your surname is Tan, your name is Zhao, and your courtesy name is Lingjian.]
[Yaowang Mountain is one of the five major orthodox religions in the world, the first famous mountain for doctors, and is famous for its holy hands and benevolent heart]
[As an orphan, you were lucky enough to have a great start. Under the care of the doctors at Yaowang Mountain, you grew up healthy until you were seven years old. You showed an outstanding talent for medicine and began your journey of studying medicine with the head of the mountain.]
[When you grow up to be eighteen years old, you are already a well-known little doctor. You often go down the mountain to provide free medical treatment, sometimes for humans, sometimes for beasts, sometimes for demons. You believe that as a qualified doctor, you must treat all patients equally.]
[Unfortunately, your good luck came to an abrupt end on your eighteenth birthday. You became ill and had to drink a lot of human blood every day to survive.]
[Your teachers and fellow disciples tried their best but could not cure your strange disease. The villagers at the foot of the mountain and the monsters in the mountain heard about this and lined up to donate blood for you, but you could not accept using other people's lives to exchange for your own survival.]
[You gave up this abnormal way of prolonging your life and calmly accepted the coming of death, but your friend did not give up and racked his brains to keep your body alive]
[Your body has undergone terrible changes during the treatment. You have lost every drop of blood, but you still stubbornly retain a glimmer of life. You have become shriveled and pale, like a legendary zombie, hating the sun and craving blood.]
[Your friend fell into deep self-blame and regret. You searched through the fragments of ancient books and finally found a way to let yourself sleep forever. This method can not only stop you from staying in the world, but also stop your friend from suffering for her mistakes. Although you have been comforting her that it was not her fault, now only true death can comfort her a little.]
[A thousand years have passed, and someone has dug you out from deep underground, bringing you back to the world from your sleep. What do they want to do with you? Go ask them.]
The character randomly selected this time has a name and a surname, Tan Zhao. Looks so familiar. Have you seen him somewhere before?
Li Zhou thought about it and stood in front of everyone from Fangshen Sect.
Once she heals their wounds, they will be happy to answer this question.
Li Zhou had a beautiful idea, but unfortunately, there is always a sad and thick barrier between people.
The Fangshen believers, who were covered in burns, seemed to have countless bubbles of "I don't want to listen" on their heads. They flatly rejected Li Zhou's friendly communication, shook their heads, and ran around Li Zhou as if they had a sudden illness.
Since there is no way to escape, let's just fight to the death.
The cloaked man lifted up his black cloak, revealing a considerable portion of his carbonized, charred body, and let out a strange cry.
"The star bird in the sun... the people are divided, and the birds and beasts multiply. *"
The believers who ran to the east of Li Zhou had a fire phoenix appear behind them. The fire phoenix spread its wings, and flames rose, burning the believers.
In an instant, screams filled the empty room.
The cloaked man turned a deaf ear and continued to shout:
"The sun is long and the stars are bright... the people are like birds and beasts, and they are like the stars."
The believers who ran to the south of Li Zhou opened their arms and laughed joyfully under the light of the fire.
"The stars are empty in the night... The people are barbarians, and the birds and beasts are hairy and fluffy. *"
The believers who ran to the west of Li Zhou had the scars on their faces and bodies fall off, revealing the fascia and flesh beneath the skin.
"The day is short and the stars are bright... the people are poor and the birds and beasts are hairy."
The believers who ran to the north of Li Zhou were all shrouded in darkness. They curled up their arms, buried their heads in their chests, and sobbed softly.
As the spells were chanted and the mysterious rituals were performed, wisps of thick smoke suddenly appeared and swept over Li Zhou who was standing in the center.
The believers used themselves as fuel to draw in the power of Fang Shen.
The thick smoke manifested by divine power entangled Li Zhou's hands and feet, penetrated into her mouth and nose, and gradually submerged her body.
In the flames, the cloaked man stared at her disappearing figure and sighed, "What a pity. A thousand-year-old mummy should have been the best firewood, which could have brought a downpour to nourish this land that has been dry for too long."
"Hey," a curious voice sounded in the thick smoke, "Is there a drought here?"
The cloaked man's expression changed and he stared at the smoke which began to change shape.
The thick smoke rolled violently like boiling oil on a hot pot, jumping and twitching, and its volume became smaller and smaller.
Although no sound was made, the man in the cloak seemed to hear miserable screams, vicious curses, and desperate cries.
He was suddenly stunned.
The figure of the woman in plain clothes appeared again. Her face was ruddy, her spirits were high, and her eyes were full of curiosity. If you didn't know, you would think that the thick smoke was specially designed to refresh her.
As the last wisp of smoke sank into her body, Fang Shen's connection with this place was suddenly severed.
The flames on the believers' bodies disappeared. Without the favor of the Lord God, the burns that should have healed quickly were still exposed. The charred skin was peeling off and blood was flowing down their bodies.
The burnt hair, beard, and eyelashes have never returned to their original state.
The cloaked man was stiff and stood there in disbelief. The other believers could not bear the delayed and intense pain and kept wailing.
"You, what on earth are you?"
Even a thousand-year-old mummy cannot contend with the power of God Fang.
That's God!
Li Zhou glanced at the simulator interface and said politely, "My last name is Tan, my given name is Zhao, my courtesy name is Lingjian, and I'm a doctor."
Man in cloak: “…”
Plop! A Fangshen believer couldn't bear the severe pain and fell in a pool of blood.
Li Zhou is a doctor now, how can he tolerate such a thing?
In the doctor's memory, the wide belt around the waist was a storage bag for medical tools.
She didn't bother to greet the man in the cloak. She lowered her head, opened the wide bag, and took out an axe and a sickle.
Man in cloak: “…”
Li Zhou held an axe in his left hand and a sickle in his right hand. He flipped through his memory and realized that these were the tools needed to collect herbs.
I took the wrong one.
She quickly put the cold knife and axe back and continued searching.
This time, she pulled out the lancet, tweezers, and bristle brush.
That's right.
Li Zhou raised his head with satisfaction and walked to the fallen Fangshen believer.
This type of burn is very simple to treat. Just cut off the burned skin and sprinkle some medicine to accelerate healing.
Plop! Another loud noise, and another Fangshen believer fell down unable to bear the severe pain.
Oops, gotta speed up.
Otherwise it will be too late to save people.
Li Zhou held a scalpel in one hand and tweezers in the other, and concentrated on performing the skin removal operation.
Seeing his fellow disciple lying silently in a pool of blood, unable to rest in peace even after death and having to be skinned by the woman in plain clothes, the man in the cloak had a desolate look on his face. He closed his eyes apologetically, and with a bang, he was unable to support his body covered in wounds and fell heavily.
He leaned against the cold jade bed and looked down at his trembling hands. It was so embarrassing that he didn't even have the courage to stand up and fight to the death.
Fang Shen's departure completely overturned his beliefs and took away his confidence to live.
He raised his eyes and saw that the woman in plain clothes was not satisfied with peeling the skin. She took out a green medicine bottle from her waist and sprinkled a yellow-green sticky liquid that emitted a foul and disgusting smell on her fellow disciple's peeled skin.
The moment these viscous liquids touched the fascia and flesh, an astonishing scene appeared.
The exposed flesh healed, scabbed, and fell off quickly, and soon only a light red bruise was left, with almost no visible signs of the injury.
It seems that the healing method of the woman in plain clothes is more effective than the favor of God Fang.
The man in the cloak began to tremble more and more, and the fear in his heart increased instead of decreased.
He looked at his former fellow disciples with dilated pupils. They absorbed the blood beneath them and stood up. Their black hair turned silver-white, their skin was as pale as zombies, and their pupils were filled with bloodthirsty red light.
Many rumors about zombies appeared in the mind of the man in the cloak. It was said that they were divided into levels according to their fur color, from low to high, namely white, yellow, red, green, and black.
It seemed that his fellow disciples were being transformed into white zombies one by one by the woman in plain clothes.
They had long silver hair, and their fierce red eyes were full of gentleness and loyalty when they looked at her, just like the dogs she tamed.
A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated.
The cloaked man suddenly stood up, somehow finding the strength to do so, and stretched out his burnt hand towards Li Zhou.
Li Zhou just turned around and bumped into him face to face.
The cloaked man suddenly froze.
Li Zhou looked at him and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I will definitely cure you all."
This man was the most seriously injured, and he must be very worried. To reassure him, she held his shoulders and helped him peel off the burned parts, while she said firmly: "Even if the King of Hell comes and I don't allow you to die, you can't die."
Does this mean there is no chance of reincarnation?
The cloaked man opened his eyes wide and just uttered the word "no" when Li Zhou quickly sprinkled sticky medicine on his wound.
A feeling of coolness instantly covered the burning pain. He lowered his head and saw the medicine seeping into his blood and flesh. He felt it was still drilling into the blood vessels, and then crawling into the brain.
But he was no longer afraid, and felt it all with joy, as if he had received a gift from God.
Pale fingers brushed across the silver hair. It was the first time he felt such smooth skin and soft hair since joining Fangshen Sect.
It's strange, why was he so resistant just now? Being able to receive free treatment from Dr. Tan is a blessing that many people desire but cannot obtain.
The miracle medicine of the great doctor not only cured his burns, but also cleansed his stupid brain.
It’s a pity that Fang Shen ran too fast, otherwise, he should have been allowed to take a bath in the miracle doctor’s medicine.
It is the one with the worst brain among them.
Just when he began to regret why he didn't try to keep Fang Shen, he heard Li Zhou's worried voice: "I am only one person. Even if I can cure you, how can I cure the millions of patients in the world?"
He quickly raised his head and said, "Chu Shen is willing to follow your footsteps and eliminate diseases for the people of the world!"
Li Zhou looked at him, and before he had the chance to encourage him, the clear sound of a gong rang in his ears.
“Ding! Ding!”
Then, the cheers of the demon hunters outside the door who were saved rang out: "The corpse chaser is here!"
The demon hunters who had been guarding outside the door and listening to the noises inside for a long time felt more and more that something was wrong, and they finally felt relieved.
The corpse driver is a professional when it comes to dealing with corpses!
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