Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 62 Good Doctor, Quack Doctor, Poison Doctor!

"Familiar voice, who is it..."

Lin Bei was aroused curiosity.

He was sure that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

He didn't have many acquaintances in Changsheng Town, but since he joined Dali Blacksmith Shop, he has become acquainted with a lot of blacksmiths.

Therefore, there are quite a few acquaintances around him who can be called an acquaintance.

"Is it some blacksmith in the blacksmith's shop?"

"Forget it, since we are acquaintances, let's go take a look."

Lin Bei stopped in his tracks, ready to join in the fun, but it wouldn't take much time anyway.

He performed the spirit ginseng skill, his aura was restrained, and he merged with the surrounding trees, and his figure was even more like a ghost, which was hard to detect.

Without making a sound, he came to the place of battle, stopped at an appropriate distance, disappeared, and watched with cold eyes.

On a grass field outside the forest not far from him, three figures sat cross-legged on the spot, and three masks were scattered around, revealing their faces.

There are some signs of fighting around, but they are not obvious, and it seems that the fighting is not violent.

Two of them were surprisingly Lin Bei's acquaintances who had met several times.

"Doctor Yang Xing, with his bodyguards!"

Lin Bei was slightly taken aback, a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, this familiar voice came from Dr. Yang Xing, whom he had only met a few times. No wonder he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't figure out who it was.

It turned out to be this familiar stranger!
If you say you are familiar, you have only met three times; if you say you are not familiar, you have met three times.

Let's count him half-baked first!

At this moment, Dr. Yang Xing's breathing became disordered, his face twisted for a while, his goatee trembled violently, and he appeared to be in great pain, and his complexion turned blue and black, which was extremely ugly.

And his bodyguard, the bearded vicissitudes of life man, was also feeling uncomfortable at the moment, gritted his teeth and moaned, painful groans popping out from his mouth from time to time, his face was also turning blue and purple.

"Are they... poisoned?!"

Lin Bei's eyes were burning, and he could see the status of the two of them at a glance.

Obviously, both of them were poisoned at the moment, so they had painful expressions on their faces.

"Who on earth can poison a doctor?"

Lin Bei looked curiously at the person opposite them.

This person was dressed in black, with several scars on his face, like centipedes crawling all over his face, his face was ugly.

The ugly man was also sitting cross-legged at the moment, his ugly face struggled and twisted, and the centipede-like scar twisted up and down, left and right as if alive, making him look even uglier.

Obviously, he was also poisoned!
"Since ancient times, medicine and poison have not been separated. Physician Yang Xing has superb medical skills, so he must also know how to use poison. It's just a question of whether he is proficient..."

Thoughts were racing in Lin Bei's mind.

In the current situation, it is obvious that both parties are highly poisoned and are working hard to suppress the toxins in their bodies.

"Tsk tsk, Yang Xing! No, I should call you master. Do you regret the current situation?!"

The ugly man showed a ferocious face, and his words were astonishing.

"Master... I didn't expect that Dr. Yang Xing was the master of this ugly man?!"

Lin Bei's pupils contracted, shocked.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the scene of the poisonous fight would include the scene of master-student killing each other. This is really exciting!
Doctor Yang Xing coughed, took out a few porcelain bottles from his arms, poured out a bunch of pills, stuffed them into his mouth tremblingly, and then heaved a long sigh of relief, the pain on his face eased a bit.

He threw the pills to the vicissitudes of life man beside him, who took it with a pained face, grabbed a handful of pills, and stuffed them into his mouth indiscriminately.

These pills have been sorted by Dr. Yang Xing. Mixing them together will not cause any harm. Instead, it can alleviate some of the toxins.

After taking the medicine, Dr. Yang Xing looked a little better. Although he was still in pain, he had the strength to speak.

He stretched out a hand tremblingly, pointing and cursing angrily: "Regret? What I regret most in my life is accepting such a scoundrel like you!"

"No, it's not just a villain, it's a scourge, a cancerous tumor! I really regret it, I was blind to accept such a villain!!!"

During the scolding, Dr. Yang Xing's mood fluctuated violently, and he was out of breath for a while, causing a burst of coughing and panting.

Being pointed and scolded by the nose, the ugly man was also furious, and scolded: "Old man! If you weren't selfish and disregarded the relationship between master and apprentice for the sake of a few strangers, how could I have fallen to where I am today!"

"The one who should be blamed should be you, an irresponsible master! I just sold a few counterfeit medicines and charged a few taels of silver. If it's a big deal, you can report it to the government and make me suffer. The disaster of prison!"

"Five years, five full years, do you know how I got here in these five years?!"

"I was bullied and humiliated in a dark prison cell, look at my face, look at my ugly appearance, all of this is your fault, you old man!"

"Today, labor and management are here for revenge. I will kill you, a ruthless master!"

The ugly man roared angrily, his voice hysterical.

The scars on his face twisted wildly like a centipede, making it even more hideous and ugly!
"you you you……"

Physician Yang Xing was gasping for breath, obviously very angry, pointing at the ugly man, he couldn't even speak.

"Hong Xiu, you're turning black and white! You're spitting blood!"

At this time, the vicissitudes of life stood up, with a look of hatred for iron.

"At the beginning, you were homeless and wandering alone on the streets. Doctor Yang saw that you were young and pitiful, and asked you to work as a drug boy in a medical clinic. Thinking that you were penniless, he even subsidized your living expenses out of his own pocket!"

"Later, you showed a good medical talent, and Dr. Yang personally accepted you as an apprentice, carefully taught you, and taught you your real skills."

"Did Dr. Yang make you swear that you should be a man before you study medicine? Did he ever teach you to be a good doctor, not to make black-hearted money, and to keep the bottom line of conscience!"

"But you, for the sake of money, sold fake medicines and prescribed fake prescriptions, resulting in the death of more than a dozen people, and dozens of others were affected by this, leaving hidden dangers in their bodies!"

"Afterwards, people besieged the clinic. How did you do it? You dare to slander Dr. Yang who instructed you to prescribe the prescription, and lied that the prescription and medicinal materials are safe. You are absolutely devoid of conscience!!!"

The ugly man Hong Xiu's face was livid, he gritted his teeth, and said still indignantly: "With Master's status at that time, as long as he was willing to open his mouth and cover up, how could I be punished? How can a mere few lives be compared to that of my own disciple?" Is it important?"

"You! You are hopeless!"

Doctor Yang Xing calmed down his ups and downs, looked up to the sky and sighed: "A good doctor can save hundreds of lives, but a quack doctor can kill thousands of lives!"

"But if a poison doctor like you is allowed to gain power, tens of thousands of people will be killed and poisoned!"

Lin Bei was moved, and Dr. Yang Xing's words touched him deeply.

Doctors are benevolent, even a good doctor like Dr. Yang Xing, under normal circumstances, can save only a hundred people in a lifetime of practice.

Because most diseases will not kill people, as long as they are handled properly, they will be minor injuries and pains.

And some diseases don't even need to be treated, and they can heal on their own after a long time.

In fact, there are not many patients who really need to be rescued from the ghost gate, and it is not necessarily possible to meet thousands of people in a lifetime of practicing medicine.

As for a quack doctor, a minor illness can turn you into a serious illness, and a serious illness can turn you into a cripple. In his lifetime of practicing medicine, he will always meet more than a thousand patients with minor illnesses.
As for a poisonous doctor like Hong Xiu who has no benevolence, once he gains power, it is hard to imagine how many people he can harm for profit.

(End of this chapter)