Chapter 135: Studying Medicine

The old man is a doctor. When Yu Chi was sixteen, the old man started seeing patients. It’s not really seeing patients.

The old man is a demon. Yu Chi knew from the beginning that although the old man was holding a banner and seeing patients for free, few people came to him for treatment.

Even if there were, they would be immediately taken away.

Because the old man is a demon, they don’t trust demons.

Their main source of income is the herbs that the old man picked, processed, dried, and then sold in the town.

But the price the pharmacy gave the old man was lower than that given to others.

Yu Chi frowned, but the old man said he didn’t care.

He has always been optimistic, so optimistic that Yu Chi couldn’t understand it at all.

After a day of searching for herbs in the mountains, taking them home to process and dry them, all this work only earned him two taels of silver.

This was the first time that Yu Chi had an idea of ​​money.

When he was in Qiong Yu Lou, the silver earned from a single mission started at 500,000 taels, so he could get a lot.

But he had no money on him, so he couldn't help the old man reduce his burden at all.

Finally, he wanted to pawn Yuan Jie, which was on the list of famous swords and should be worth a lot of silver.

When he sneaked out in the night, he was caught by the old man. The old man clenched his fists and hit him on the head again and again.

"The old man is not dead yet, I don't need a kid like you to earn money to support me!"

Yu Chi kept groaning in pain. He was beaten by the old man all the way and ran back to his room. He locked the old man outside and his head was saved.

He leaned against the door, holding Yuanjie, stroked the blade of Yuanjie with his fingers, and said,

"I'm sorry."

I'm sorry to Yuanjie and to the old man.

To be honest, Yuanjie is a relic, a relic left to him by his parents, and proof that Moxue Sword Manor once existed.

The old man stood at the door for a long time, thought about it, locked the door from the outside, and then left and returned to his room.

He had seen Yu Chi wiping the sword with his mind distracted, so the sword must have special meaning to him, and he would not agree to let Yu Chi pawn the sword.

After being turned away several times, Yu Chi's interest obviously became less high, and he didn't understand.

He didn't understand why the old man still went to the door for self-examination when he knew

he would be rejected. He also didn't understand why those people refused to see a doctor because he was a foreigner when someone in their family was seriously ill and there was a top doctor standing in front of them.

Those who are not of my race must have different hearts, this sentence seemed to be engraved in their minds, which made Yu Chi feel puzzled.

He thought there was no need to distinguish so clearly, whether it was a human or a demon, as long as they could cure the pain that tormented people, weren't they all good doctors?

Until one day, on an evening with a heavy rain, the old man was pushed to the ground.

The gatekeeper spat at the old man, and this was the scene that Yu Chi saw when he came with an umbrella.

He was holding another umbrella in his hand, which belonged to the old man.

The heavy rain fell, and the old man was soaked. Yu Chi slowed down his steps, walked to the old man in silence, and held the umbrella over his head.

His own body was soaked by the heavy rain. When the old man looked up at him, his hair was soaked. He lowered his head, and the dripping hair fell, covering most of his face.

The old man couldn't see his expression clearly, but could see Yu Chi's tightly pursed thin lips.

"Why?"

Yu Chi asked him, but the old man didn't understand.

"Why why?"

"Why do you insist even though you are always rejected?"

"Because I want to save people, as long as I insist, someone will let me heal them."

"But no one has ever been willing."

"Xiao Yu, aren't you willing?"

The old man's words made Yu Chi pause.

Yes, he was willing, and it was he who brought hope to the old man.

"Why don't they let you heal them?"

The old man was silent, Yu Chi stared at the old man, stretched out his hand and pulled him up.

After a while, the old man said.

"Because I am a little different from them."

The old man didn't know that Xiao Yu Chi had already known his identity, and he always thought that Yu Chi just regarded him as an ordinary old man.

In fact, he was afraid in his heart that after Yu Chi knew about it, he would dislike him and hate him like the others.

The old man's answer was a little vague. Yu Chi guessed what he was worried about, opened another umbrella and handed it to the old man.

"Let's go home."

They were all soaked, and it didn't really matter whether they used the umbrella or not.

They were silent all the way until they entered the valley path. Yu Chi followed the old man, stepping on the muddy road, and the heavy rain hit the oil-paper umbrella, making a sound.

Yu Chi looked at the old man's back and suddenly said.

"I'll study medicine with you."

The old man didn't turn around, and the voice coming from the front was tinged with a bit of smile.

"Well, your little head is smart. I think you are a good candidate for studying medicine."

Yu Chi retorted.

"Some people say that being hit on the head will make you stupid."

"You are not stupid. I think you are very smart."

"Don't hit my head anymore."

"Then I will use a rolling pin to beat your butt."

"My butt is not okay."

...

In fact, the old man could not catch up with Yu Chi. As long as Yu Chi wanted, the old man could not even touch the corner of his clothes.

Looking at the old man's back who had already walked into the valley, Yu Chi stood still and suddenly called out to him.

"Master."

The sound was neither loud nor soft, falling into the rain curtain and was washed away by the complex sound of rain. The old man seemed not to hear it clearly.

"What?"

Yu Chi closed his eyes, took two quick steps with his umbrella, and passed by the old man.

"Nothing, I said I want to drink crucian carp and tofu soup tonight."

This time it was the old man's turn to stare at his back, with a smile in his eyes. He actually heard it, and asked that one more question because he wanted to hear Yu Chi call again.

But the young man was too proud to call again.

Yu Chi started studying medicine at the age of sixteen. He was indeed very smart as the old man said, and he was also very talented in studying medicine.

From identifying various herbs, knowing their medicinal properties and effects, to memorizing all the acupuncture points on the human body...

the old man had to admit that Yu Chi was a genius.

...

"You inserted it wrong!"

The old man's facial expression twitched, his hands and feet were a little twisted, and Yu Chi stood behind him, holding a silver needle in his hand.

He took a step to the side, stood in front of the old man, and raised the corners of his lips.

"I didn't mean to do it."

"You did it on purpose?"

Yu Chi waved his hands.

"How is it possible?"

"Your gloating expression is more honest than your mouth."

"Maybe?"

The old man didn't suffer much. The needle was inserted wrong, and Yu Chi used two needles to put it back.

The old man rubbed his face and glanced at Yu Chi.

"In the future, you will insert yourself!"

He was unwilling to be inserted by Yu Chi again.

Two more years of fighting and quarreling passed, and the old man celebrated Yu Chi's birthday.

At that time, Yu Chi's facial features had lost their immaturity, and he had become a particularly delicate young man, with a pair of beautiful fox eyes that seemed to hide cunning.

All the scars on his body had healed, and the old man took good care of him, and his medical skills became better and better.

At that time, Yu Chi loved beauty, and began to use cinnabar to outline the end of his eyes. Sometimes he dressed in a seductive way, but because he was good-looking, he looked good in any outfit.

The old man said that he was not decent, but Yu Chi said that he looked good in this outfit.

He tried many colors of clothes, yellow, blue, purple, green...

In the end, he still felt that red was the most suitable, and it matched the color of his eyes.

He merged with the devil's blood. The old man had thought of a way for him, but the fusion took a long time and became an inseparable part of his body.

So this is the only way.

Yu Chi followed the old man to learn medicine and learn how to be a human being, from the age of fifteen, to sixteen, to eighteen, and then to twenty-five.

For ten years, the comfortable and peaceful life made him almost forget that he was once a killer.

Until one day, he asked the old man.

"If one day, I have the ability and find the murderer who killed my family, do you think I should take revenge?"

the old man asked him.

"Then can you guarantee your own safety?"

Yu Chi pursed his lips.

"Maybe?"

"I can't persuade you to let go of your hatred. A blood feud cannot be erased. You can seek revenge, but I hope you can prioritize your own safety."

"Xiao Yu, don't do something that you are not absolutely sure of, or even threaten your life. Life is beautiful."

Yu Chi lowered his head at the words of the old man, and the experience of Qiong Yu Lou emerged from the depths of his memory.

But he was really bad before, killing countless people and his hands were stained with blood.

"Really?"

"Yes, look forward, Xiaoyu, don't trap yourself in the past. The past suffering is paving the way for the future sweetness. You have to believe that in the vast sea of ​​people, there will always be someone who comes for you. He will come to you with all the peace and beauty you expect."

"Who is he?"

"It's not me."

The old man held the fishing rod in his hand and packed up the fish basket. The sun had already set, and they should go back to make dinner.

"How can I find that person?"

"No need to look for him, he is already on his way."