PDLP Chapter 180 The Injured Man
Chapter 180 The Injured Man
"You're crazy, who said that? Are you paranoid?" Even if Situ Xiayan could tolerate it, she couldn't stand it anymore. Isn't this guy just a nitpicker? Who mentioned her father? Who knows what kind of person her father is? Who cares?
Baili Zhaoyang couldn't stand it any longer. Saving a person had to be like this. He quickly stepped out to smooth things over. "Alright, alright, stop talking about Jing Hanrou. No one is targeting you here. We all just want to complete the mission. It's okay if you don't want to help. I'll accompany you. I'll ask you some questions to see if your basic knowledge is solid."
Baili Zhaoyang had been a teacher for a long time because of his solid theoretical knowledge. He taught the entire Chongyun Sect. Jing Hanrou had naturally been his disciple. When asked this question, she was shocked: "I'll shut up, okay? I'll shut up, please, don't stand with me."
"Oh... well then." Baili Zhaoyang pretended to be very regretful, "It seems that I can only go and help."
Baili Zhaoyang winked at Situ Xiayan, who smiled at him. She went forward and knocked on the door again: "Can you open the door? We have a doctor with us. If there are any injured people in your family, he can be responsible for the treatment."
Perhaps because what he said hit the point, the door opened a little, and it turned out that someone had been hiding behind the door and eavesdropping. It was a child of about eleven or twelve years old, and because his voice was very childish, he could only understand to this extent, and no one could see his face clearly through the small gap.
The child asked cautiously, "Where is the doctor?"
Yan Yuze quickly stepped forward, showing his gentle smile and said: "I am a doctor. Is there someone injured in your family? I can cure him. Look, I carry a medicine box with me." He picked up the box and showed it to the child to coax him.
The child was very cautious and looked Yan Yuze up and down. Perhaps because Yan Yuze was indeed very friendly, he looked at him for a long time and decided that it would be better to trust him. He opened the door a little: "Then come in."
Hearing this, everyone followed closely and tried to go into the house to see what was going on. However, the child was very alert and closed the door tightly, saying from inside: "You are not allowed to come in. Only doctors can come in! All of you stay away from my house!"
Jing Hanrou smiled and said, "Look, look, they don't even appreciate it. Why do you do such a thankless task? I think we should just leave."
Baili Zhaoyang tried to prevent the others from quarreling and quickly asked, "Do you want to be questioned again?"
Jing Han turned her head away and shut up.
The others had no choice but to wait outside the door, retreating far back and not getting close to the house. Only Yan Yuze followed the child into the house.
When Yan Yuze opened the door and saw the child, he realized that the child was not healthy. One of his legs was gone. He might have been eaten by a monster. He had been standing on one leg. However, the ears of the immortal cultivators were very sensitive. They had no idea when the child came. Maybe the child had been staying behind the door.
There was a bucket next to him. He probably wanted to help with some housework, but his one leg was really inconvenient. When he reached here to get the bucket, he felt unbearable pain. He leaned against the door to rest for a while, and then he ran into them.
Yan Yuze said to the child, "Do you want to fetch water? Let me help you."
The child nodded and kept staring at his hand, as if to see if he had put any drugs in it. Yan Yuze didn't know why the child was so wary of the monks. He didn't know what happened to the child. Anyway, he did his best to carry the bucket of water while supporting the child.
When he entered the house, he realized that this family was really too miserable. There was a broken straw mat on the ground, and a person was lying on it. It seemed not quite right to call it a person, because there was something on that person's body that was eroding his flesh and blood. The flesh had almost disappeared in several places, leaving only bones, and the bones were visibly eroded.
The man was lying on the mat, trying not to groan. When he saw someone coming, his first words were a scolding: "Pingzi, you murderer! Who is here? Who did you bring in? How many times have I told you not to open the door to strangers? What if he kills you with a knife? Don't you think I'm miserable enough? Did you deliberately send someone to harm me?"
The child said timidly: "He said he is a doctor and can cure you..."
Yan Yuze just felt that this family relationship was abnormal, but he didn't say much. He patted the child's shoulder and went to look at the person lying there.
He had come in to take a look and felt that there were more than just two people in this house. He could clearly see women's clothes in the house, and there were also several different sizes. He guessed that there was a hostess in this house, and there were also several girls. But they might have been eaten by the monster. There were only bloodstains on the clothes, so how could they pick up the clothes after being eaten?
But just as he squatted down and before he could touch the man, the man yelled at the top of his voice: "You bastard, you actually came back again? What else do you want? You bastard, you deserved to die a miserable death, isn't it enough for you to take my life? Get away from me, when I was stronger in the past, I would have stabbed you to death with a knife!"
Yan Yuze didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was just a doctor, what could he do to him? He probably understood that this person might have been attacked by other monks, but why did the monks attack the village?
Yan Yuze found some hemostatic drugs in the medicine box, took a closer look, and comforted the man, "Calm down first. I know you may have encountered something bad, but I am really a doctor passing by here. Let me take a look at your wound first."
The man still didn’t stop cursing, “I trusted you, bitch! You just want to kill me, right? You won’t have a good death in the future. Do you think you can really become an immortal? You will never become an immortal in this life! Go to hell. You will be a thousand times or ten thousand times more miserable than me. Just wait and see!”
Yan Yuze found that the man's eyes had also been corroded. He couldn't see who the person was, and he probably didn't remember the man's voice. Fortunately, he was in pain all over and had no room to struggle. Yan Yuze could still conduct a normal examination.
He found that the wound on the man was not caused by an epidemic, nor by an attack by a monster. He was puzzled. This was clearly not caused by a cultivator's weapon, so what kind of wound was this? He seemed to have never encountered such a case before. He wanted to try to use his medical skills to save the man in front of him, but as soon as he used his medical skills, he knew it was useless.