Chapter 18

The old man finally sat down at the table, slowly extending his hand and said, "Sir, please. This old injury of mine has been around for many years. I have visited almost all the renowned doctors in the Great Qin Empire, but most of them could only provide temporary relief, unable to address the root cause. I heard that you have a benevolent heart and miraculous skills, hehe..."

As he spoke, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he glanced at Wu Tiejun, his eyes filled with helplessness.

Clearly, the old man had little hope for this visit. It was likely that Wu Tiejun had pleaded for a long time to persuade him to come, perhaps just for a slim chance.

There was another thought in his mind: to expose the tricks of this fake doctor, if he was indeed a fake!

Wu Tiejun's expression was stern, and he said seriously, "Sir, you are mistaken! If you are sick, you should seek treatment; if you are injured, you should get it treated. There is no doctor who can cure all diseases, but there are specialized doctors who can treat specific conditions. Perhaps Doctor Feng is a specialist in treating old injuries. Why not give it a try? You might just get cured!"

A vein throbbed on the old man's forehead.

He glared at Wu Tiejun, sighed helplessly, and fell silent.

As the Grand Administrator of the Southern Road of the Qingyi Department of the Rainbow Heavenly Garment, he held a high position and wielded great power. Even high-ranking officials or those of higher rank could not match his freedom and lack of restraint.

But who knew the pain in his heart?

Which of the big shots could come up with a way to help me transfer Wu Tiejun, this stubborn young man, away?

This kind of person, who is rigid, serious, and inflexible, with a temper as hard as a stone in a latrine, is really hard to deal with!

Especially as his subordinate, this Grand Administrator often found himself at a loss for words because of him!

He would always say, "Sir, you are mistaken!"

Every time he heard this, he wanted to run back to the capital and drag Wu Tiejun's grandfather out to beat him up!

What a load of nonsense!

If it weren't for the fact that his grandfather and I are old friends, he would have been sent to the farthest reaches of the empire long ago.

This time, he clearly didn't want to come, but this guy stood in front of him, refusing to leave.

He followed him everywhere, repeating the same sentence.

"Please, sir, come with me to see the doctor."

His tone was stiff and unchanging, as if giving an order. Who is the superior here, me or him? I am several levels higher than this guy!

But... there was no way out.

"I won't go. I have so many things to deal with; how can I have time to see a doctor? Besides, the illness couldn't be cured in the capital, so how could there be a good doctor in this remote place?"

"Sir, you are mistaken!"

"As your superior, you should show respect and follow orders. I said I won't go, so I won't go."

"Sir, you are mistaken. If you are sick, you should get treated!"

"Get out!"

"Sir, you are mistaken. I am here for an important matter and for your health."

"You, you, you... you are going to drive me to my grave!"

"Sir, you are mistaken. I am acting in the public interest..."

The old man was so angry he felt like he was about to explode.

He was on the verge of breaking down.

There was no way out but to hide, but even when he went to the latrine, this guy followed him.

He didn't even go to the bathroom himself, just stood there watching him...

While he was urinating, this guy kept persuading him, "Sir, you must see a doctor. Look at you, your urine is almost freezing..."

"Go to hell... I'll go, alright!"

The old man couldn't take it anymore. After a furious outburst, he finally obediently went to see the doctor...

He couldn't provoke him, couldn't provoke him!

He also wanted to see what kind of magic this country doctor had used on Wu Tiejun to make him so convinced.

To make such a stubborn person fully trust and admire someone was a great skill.

Even his own grandfather couldn't do it, but this country doctor managed to.

The old man felt helpless. Now he just hoped that either this guy would be transferred away or he himself would be transferred...

Damn, he couldn't stand it anymore... How could there be such a stubborn person in the world!

It would be best to transfer this guy to headquarters, far away from his sight... But then he felt discouraged.

Because this stubborn guy was originally from headquarters, and had been demoted step by step over the years, from the capital to the province, from the province to the prefecture, and from the prefecture to the state.

Finally, he ended up in this remote southern border region of Yuezhou.

From a Grand Administrator to a commander of a thousand men, then to a commander of five hundred, three hundred, one hundred, fifty, and now, a commander of thirty men...

He had been demoted to the lowest possible rank!

A thirty-man commander with a sixth-rank official title was unique in the entire Great Qin Empire, a true rarity.

Despite all this, he showed no signs of repentance.

His stubbornness had only grown stronger...

While his thoughts were racing, he noticed that the young doctor had already removed his fingers from his wrist.

He looked up and asked, "How is it?"

Wu Tiejun also stepped forward, his eyes filled with hope, clearly expecting Doctor Feng to give a positive answer.

...

After the several "old injuries" from yesterday were convinced by Doctor Feng and left in a daze, Doctor Feng's reputation as a miraculous doctor spread quickly.

This result made Wu Tiejun even more confident in Doctor Feng.

That's why he kept the old superior awake all night, like an eagle keeping its prey awake.

Neither of them slept all night, just enduring it.

Finally, when the old man was urinating, he couldn't hold it anymore. He stood there, staring at the old man with wide eyes...

Although he was beaten up afterward, he finally managed to bring the old man over.

"This... the old man's injury is very complicated, and it's an old injury that has affected his vital energy and life force. Given my limited experience, I dare not easily attempt to treat it."

Doctor Feng spoke frankly.

While his words seemed straightforward, he knew: this kind of injury, with so many famous doctors vying to treat it, would have been cured long ago if it could be.

If it couldn't be cured, it must be a fundamental issue, a core problem.

Only when everyone was at a loss would Wu Tiejun, in his desperation, bring him here. How could it not be an old injury?

...

Wu Tiejun's face visibly darkened.

The old man, however, looked at him with approval and said, "My injury is indeed an old one. It's not surprising that you can see this, but to recognize that it affects my life force and vital energy, you must be a skilled doctor... The cause of this injury is a peculiar true qi. It's reasonable that you can't fully understand it. How could someone of your age know the secrets of such obscure sects, which have long disappeared..."

Doctor Feng then said, "However... however..."

As he spoke, his face showed hesitation.

"However, what?" Wu Tiejun's eyes lit up with renewed hope.

"The old man's old injury is indeed beyond my capabilities... But to say there is no way to treat it is not entirely true..."

Doctor Feng frowned, looking pained. "My ancestors left me some pills, said to cure severe illnesses and revive the dead... I once used these pills to save a patient on the brink of death, and they were indeed miraculous. However, over the years, the supply has dwindled, and my recent efforts to improve these pills have also consumed some. While I have made progress, they are not as effective as the ancestral pills... The old man's injury is even more severe than the worst I have treated... This... this..."

He frowned in difficulty.

But the words "cure severe illnesses and revive the dead" struck Wu Tiejun like thunder, especially the word "pills."

The mention of "ancestral" was even more significant.

Clearly, this doctor's ancestors must have been quite distinguished...

Wu Tiejun's eyes lit up like a light bulb.

He grabbed Doctor Feng's wrist with enthusiasm, "Brother Feng, if you can cure Old He's illness, you will be my brother! You... you must find a way."

Old He.

This was the first time Doctor Feng learned the old man's surname.

His thoughts raced, and he recalled a legendary figure. Looking at the old man's golden complexion, he was almost certain.

The old man smiled, "I am He Biqu."

He Biqu.

It was indeed him!

The Grand Administrator of the Southern Road of the Qingyi Department of the Rainbow Heavenly Garment.

Known in the martial world as the Lord of the Asura Hall, He Biqu.

Rumors had it that if it weren't for his severe injury, he would have already been promoted to one of the three leaders of the Qingyi Department or even one of the four inspectors of the entire Rainbow Heavenly Garment.

He Biqu, Kong Gaohan; Feng Poji, Chu Xiaotan...

These were all major figures in the Rainbow Heavenly Garment, renowned and feared in the martial world.

Doctor Feng never imagined that a secret realm in a remote border town would attract such a high-ranking official, and that he would come to see him for treatment.

"Since it's Old He, I will do my best. He has served the country and the people with great dedication. A single pill is a small matter, and I can certainly provide it."

"Please wait a moment."

Doctor Feng nodded apologetically and hurried away.

In his room, he took out a jade bottle from a cabinet.

Inside were the pills he had just made.

Each one was carefully wrapped.

He took one out and put the rest back.

There were only two left.

Back in the clinic, He Biqu narrowed his eyes, his mind racing, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Doctor Feng then entered, his face showing reluctance. "I am not being stingy, but this pill is precious. I... feel very ashamed. I have not been able to fully replicate it over the years, and it would be presumptuous to claim otherwise."

"These ancestral pills, used to save lives, are now down to the last three. I am giving one now, leaving only two... Sigh, I am truly ashamed before my ancestors and Old He."

Doctor Feng spoke with deep emotion.

He Biqu nodded slightly, feeling quite comfortable.

Not because of anything else, but because...

This young man was not lying.

"Based on my judgment, this pill, though miraculous, may not be enough to completely cure the old man's condition. However, it should be able to stabilize his injuries to some extent... Of course, my judgment is based on the past effectiveness of these pills. It's possible that they may not work at all on the old man."

Doctor Feng said sincerely, "Therefore, I cannot guarantee the treatment or its effectiveness. What do you think, Old He?"

"No problem."

He Biqu smiled faintly, "Using one pill is already a great joy. This trip is not in vain. Whether it works or not, I am deeply grateful to you, Doctor Feng."

"Since it has been a long time, I re-wrap them in wax every year... Please take it, just swallow it directly."

Doctor Feng opened the packaging, revealing a black pill.

He carefully peeled off the wax shell, and a faint medicinal aroma began to spread.

"Once the wax shell is opened, it must be taken immediately to preserve its effectiveness," Doctor Feng said urgently.

He Biqu took the pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

Even if the pill was poisonous, he was confident he could expel it immediately.

Although this young man seemed sincere and honest,

One must always be cautious. Who knew if it was all an act, a setup?

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