Chapter 332: Medical Fate
Not even an hour later, my door was packed full of cultivators waiting for their own turns.
It appears that the elders plan to get a doctor to get my 'secret' on how to treat them failed and now they all came here with their tails between their legs asking to get cured.
So I'm going to use this to my advantage.
"I decided to change the price of treatment a bit," I spoke to the cultivators outside.
And they didn't seem to like it, a few of them even started to argue on how I was so cruel to the members of my own sect.
"Really now, members of my own sect, where were you all when I was being treated like s.h.i.+t, this is my final offer, bring me at least ten thousand top-grade spirit stones and three different poison herbs of the eighth tier or above or you can dream about being cured, I don't really care if you all live or die, my effort requires payment, and since I'm the only one that can help you, you better pay up," I said.
"You're being unreasonable! Not everyone can afford that, the elders may be but what about us disciples?!" one of the disciples said.
"Well, that's really not my problem is it? We live in a capitalistic world, so either bring the cash or p.i.s.s off, I'm not going to feel sorry for you when you're rotting from inside out, so…" I shooed the man away, "Don't come back unless you have the fees." I said.
Also, there is no way none of them have enough, I've seen how well off these disciples are, they're being treated pretty well by the sect and are given at least a thousand top-grade spirit stones as a monthly allowance not to mention they get to keep a huge portion of whatever they earn in the sect's own shops, they're just miserly little b.a.s.t.a.r.ds who want to get everything for free.
As a man from the twenty-first century, I gotta adhere to my nature of being a capitalistic b.a.s.t.a.r.d. After all who doesn't love the smell of Benjamins in the morning, though in this case its spirit stones.
The elders who were able to pay the fees gave their pouches to elder Wei who collected them with a gleeful smile on his face, he too heard a few not-so-nice words, but he didn't seem to really care especially since his pockets were being filled whenever a new patient comes in.
I discharged the elders as soon as they got in, and this made them p.i.s.sed even more, since I was making bank in seconds, and taking away what probably should take disciples months to gather in less than ten seconds. And the worst part, they don't know how I even did it.
I kept doing this for almost all day long, and I got pretty d.a.m.n wealthy. Especially in poisonous herbs.
Soon though, something came up, a couple of disciples came rus.h.i.+ng in alongside the Medical Elder I treated first.
The two disciples were carrying a young girl, approximately Ling Cao's own age.
She was unconscious and had several black veins spreading through her body, blackening it with sickly Grizzly Spider poison.
I was shocked to see a case of Grizzly Spider Poison this severe.
"What the h.e.l.l happened to her?!" I asked as I hurried outside.
The two disciples were also girls and one of them was bawling her eyes out while the other looked at me and then back at the medical elder with an angry scowl.
"He promised to treat us free of charge since we couldn't afford your fees, but this is what happened when he used his acupuncture needles," she said.
Taking a closer look I noticed there was a red mark on her neck. It looked like someone had grabbed her by the neck forcefully. Not to mention there were bruising and light blood marks from being sc.r.a.pped, it was fresh even on the hands of the girl who was currently suffering.
I stood up and grabbed the Medical Elder by the scruff of the neck and yelled at his face.
"You f.u.c.king idiot!" I shouted with enough wrath my divine sense seemed to have accidentally released.
Though I was a cultivator of the Nascent Soul, my own personal Soul was that of a Soul Formation cultivator and my divine sense wasn't 'Nerfed' by the fact I'm possessing another body.
The powerful aura of my divine sense seemed to come out with a wrathful hatred and a pale sickly and green hue that momentarily painted the world around me with the color of poison.
The Medical Doctor's eyes bulged out for a moment in shock, but then before he could even say something the Sect Master Himself and a few elders I didn't see before seemed to have arrived to the scene.
"What is going on here?" asked the sect master, "And why are you grabbing an elder by the neck, you do know that laying your hands on your elder is bound to get you punished." He added.
"He is no elder, this man is a crook, and a d.a.m.n fake doctor, he almost killed someone! You don't deserve to even treat people!" I spoke.
"Wait, what's going on here?" the sect master asked.
"Get your hands off me! Before you even speak, who are you to say these words, you're taxing people more than they could afford and call me a crook, you have no shame, sect master I only did this to try and help the kids who can't afford treatment!" the doctor said.
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"Can't afford treatment? And does that make you have the right to do human experiences on them? Are you even human?"
The first was easy, I already guessed that when I met him this morning, it was a book in the treasury, and to use it one needed a specific type of medicinal herbs and he had the herbs smell on him this morning.
The second was a bit harder to guess but wasn't too difficult after taking a closer look at the girl who was comatose. Her hand still had needle punctures and they were shaped in a way that only the Swift acupuncture Needle medical method can be used at.
"Those are personal secrets I cannot give to others! Those are my trade manuals who would share something as a personal cultivation method that's blasphemy against cultivators, don't lump me in with you," he said.
"Ah, funny thing, so I must share my secrets and you shouldn't? you're nothing but a hoax, a con artist, a quack doc, not even fit to hold the scalp and should never touch another cultivator when they ask for treatment," I spoke this time slowly and made sure to articulate every derisive word I spoke to him.
"You b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" he said as he tried to lunge at me.
I honestly wanted to end him right here and now as I took a step forward preparing to shortcut my way into using the Ancient Palm even if I didn't have enough muscle ma.s.s, I'd rather tear my own right arm than allow someone like him to ever practice medicine again.
However, the sect master's hand was swifter than mine and all I could see was the doctor's head flying and rolling on the ground.
The sect master swung his own hand on the ground splattering the blood on it.
I couldn't even see him move. How strong is this dude…
Everyone seemed a bit mortified at what happened. But then the sect master spoke.
"You all know that we have some devil cultivators among us," he said.
Everyone knew that, and probably everyone knew that the doctor was definitely not a devil cultivator.
"He held girls of our own sect, our own disciples hostage, threatened them, harmed them, and imprisoned them, even if he isn't a devil cultivator even if he says he acted at the behest of our own sect, the methods he used were no better than those cultivators, thus death. Anyone found doing similar deeds will be met with the same fate, now Ling Cao, that girl looks to be in agony, can you treat her, or should I send her to the wheel of reincarnation," he said.
"I can probably fix her, it'll be hard though…" I said, and it was going to be hard, that d.a.m.n b.a.s.t.a.r.d seemed to have somehow accelerated the propagation rate of the Grizzly Spider Poison.
"Then treat her, and treat every disciple who cannot afford treatment, send their bills to me, I'll take care of it, if I can't help my own sect members to afford treatment then I don't deserve to be a sect master," he then turned around and took a step forward disappearing from sight.
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