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Chapter 759: Unable to Treat
After a little careful thinking, Bian Huo guessed that the people of Ziqiong Sect were afraid of being hunted by their enemies and wanted to hide in Centipede Valley for a while. So they followed the example of Venerable Fengxue and claimed that they were sick and had not recovered. In this way, they could stay in Centipede Valley.
By this time, most of the firewood had burned down, and the light had become dim. Li Changxiao chopped some firewood and threw it into the fire. In a moment, the fire became bright again.
Li Changxiao poured a few bowls of wine from the gourd and hung them over the fire to warm them up. The faint aroma of wine filled the air. He then took out some sweet dried melon seeds from his left and right sleeves and gave half to Wang Ruyi. The two of them ate melon seeds, drank wine, and listened to old stories. Their leisurely mood was enviable.
Bian Huo thought about this, but his eyes were solemn. He didn't like drinking, but for some reason, he still drank a few sips of wine and found that he was very drunk. He asked: "Boy, your medical theory contradicts mine. Tell me, are they really sick or fake?"
"Now I understand. Just like this woman, I can see the symptoms that you can't see at all. Maybe you can see the symptoms that I can't see at all."
Bian Huo was arrogant and conceited, especially in his medical field.
If the two of them had different medical theories, Li Changxiao's performance would have opened Bian Huo's eyes to a certain extent. Otherwise, with Bian Huo's personality, he would never bring up the matter again. He would never ask or consult others about matters related to "medicine".
Wang Ruyi spat and stopped talking. She was good at discussing state affairs, but she knew nothing about immortal cultivation, not to mention medicine. She was still a "patient". But she couldn't help but imagine that if the spiritual energy had not been exhausted, perhaps there would be another pair of immortal lovers in the world. So she didn't need to take the excuse of curing the disease, curled up, and cherished the moment of warmth.
Li Changxiao replied, "It's a real disease." Bian Huo asked, "Why? Can you see any clues?" Li Changxiao shook his head and said, "Mr. Bian, I'm telling you the truth. When it comes to medical knowledge, you are countless times better than me. You are a mountain, and I am a gravel on the side of the road. If you can't see it, how can I see it?"
Li Changxiao added: "The reason why I am sure that Venerable Fengxue is ill is because... I have seen his corpse."
Bian Huoqi said: "After that time, I did pay attention to the movements of Venerable Fengxue. I heard that he died in Baolai Island. Before he died, he left behind an inheritance to attract countless people to fight for power." Li Chang laughed and said, "It's fake." He explained the Venerable Fengxue's assumed inheritance, but in fact he lured Tianjiao to come and wanted to take over his body.
It was also said that Venerable Fengxue went through so much trouble that he actually killed himself in the end. The reason for all of this was all because of that illness that had no symptoms.
Hearing this, Bian Huo was stunned, and then his eyes flickered. After a long time, he sighed and said, "It is true." Even though he had made a guess long ago, it was just a guess. It was not until today, when he heard about the end of Venerable Fengxue, that the doubts in his heart finally fell to the ground.
He was not deliberately causing trouble. But his symptoms were extremely strange and there was really no way to seek medical treatment.
Bian Huo said, "How strange, how strange..." Li Changxiao asked, "Are the ninety-seven members of the Ziqiong Sect still alive? I'll go find them and ask them." Bian Huo said, "They are dead too."
Li Changxiao was surprised: "Ninety-seven people, all dead?" Bian Huo said: "Yes."
Then he went back to the previous situation. After Venerable Fengxue left, ninety-seven people who had clearly recovered but still claimed to be sick came to seek medical treatment a few days ago.
At the beginning of the disaster, Bian suspected that his medical skills had really regressed and he was unable to cure the disease completely. So he grabbed a few people and took their pulses carefully. He found that there was no disease at all.
Bian Huo couldn't help but get angry. At that time, he was already upset because of the matter of Venerable Fengxue. He felt that he, a great doctor, was being mocked like this.
I couldn't help thinking, I saved you, you are not grateful, but you are imitating that bastard to play tricks on me. In anger, he closed the door and refused to see anyone, and declared: "From now on, I will beat up the trouble and never treat Ziqiong Sect disciples again."
So he studied medicine hard and shut himself up for two years, not seeing anyone and not caring about anything.
In the past year, he could occasionally hear the voices of Ziqiong Sect members walking and talking in Centipede Valley, and even through the cracks in the door, he could vaguely see many people kneeling in front of the door to seek medical treatment. Bian Huo was so angry that he felt that the Ziqiong Sect was really an ungrateful person who was humiliating him in different ways.
So he devoted himself to studying medicine and ignored what was happening outside the window. A year passed in a flash.
Starting from the second year, the sounds of people walking and talking outside the door gradually decreased. When summer turned to autumn, the cool breeze blew and there was no more noise outside the door.
Bian Huo guessed that the Ziqiong Sect disciple had left because he had asked for trouble. He then reopened the door and looked around. All ninety-seven wards had been demolished, and the Ziqiong Sect patient had undoubtedly left.
Although Bian Huo drove Venerable Fengxue and ninety-seven people out of Centipede Valley, he was still unhappy and felt that there was a dark cloud hanging over his heart. After two years of hard research, most of the herbs and poisons in his home had been used up.
So going up the mountain to look for medicine can also be regarded as a pastime. After two years, the Centipede Valley has not changed much. Because the terrain of the Centipede Valley is strange, it is the place where the five poisons gather. Poisonous things can be seen everywhere along the way. Even a flower or a grass can kill people.
Bian Huo came to a cliff and saw a rare herb hanging on the cliff. He flew over to pick it. However, he saw a disciple of Ziqiong Sect was smashed to pieces under the cliff.
Bian Huo was only slightly shocked, after all, the death of monks was not uncommon. But as he went into the mountains to collect herbs, he saw more and more corpses of monks. All of them were from the Ziqiong Sect.
Some people seal themselves up as spirits, hang themselves, cut their throats, get themselves trapped in huge rocks, and jump into rivers...
Various ways to die.
All the bodies added together amounted to ninety-seven, no more, no less.
And they all committed suicide. The cultivation of the people of Ziqiong Sect was not low. If they did not intend to die, how could they be harmed by hanging, cutting their own throats, and waiting for death?
Bian Huo's legs went weak and his face turned pale. He was not sad about their death, but had suspicion in his heart.
They...may actually be sick.
But I am unable to heal myself.