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Dugu Bo found a reason for Sun Zhongjing's lack of response: he had come at the wrong time. When seeking medical attention normally, who would climb over a wall into a doctor's home in the middle of the night and demand treatment?
So rude, who would bother with you?
In the past, Dugu Bo, relying on his Titled Douluo strength, naturally acted without restraint. The doctors he sought out didn't dare to voice any complaints, and even if he was incredibly rude, they could only endure it, unable to show the slightest hint of discontent.
Otherwise, not only would his own life be in danger, but even his Clan would likely not escape death.
So, Dugu Bo subconsciously applied his past experiences of seeking doctors to this situation. After being left ignored for a while, he finally realized that the doctor he sought this time was different from his usual ones. This person wasn't afraid of his Titled Douluo strength. In fact, with just a breath, they could probably make him vanish.
Being so rude, he was practically courting death. No wonder that person ignored him.
As for why he had helped him in the previously broadcast video… Dugu Bo speculated that it might have been because his physical condition shown in the video was unique, which had piqued the interest of that powerful individual. Additionally, at that time, the individual hadn't been asleep, so they hadn't bothered to fuss and simply treated him.
But when he came tonight, the senior was already asleep. Moreover, his condition had long been unequivocally revealed in the video. Without the element of mystery, there was no interest left for exploration. That person naturally couldn't be bothered with him.
Dugu Bo didn't know if his guess was correct, but he was absolutely certain that the timing of his arrival was indeed wrong. When seeking medical treatment from someone, one must at least adopt a proper attitude. Otherwise, what if they refused to treat you?
So, after apologizing for his reckless behavior, Dugu Bo turned and left, preparing to seek medical attention tomorrow as an ordinary patient.
Meanwhile, in the room, Sun Zhongjing, lying on his bed, sensed that Dugu Bo had indeed left and was somewhat surprised. But he quickly dismissed it; he wasn't worried that Dugu Bo wouldn't return. After all, Dugu Bo's situation involved not only his own life but also the lives of his clan members. How could he possibly give up without finding a way to resolve the martial soul's potent poison?
As for why Sun Zhongjing hadn't responded earlier, it was mainly because he wanted to give Dugu Bo the cold shoulder. After all, as the saying goes, the easier something is obtained, the less it is cherished. So he had originally planned to leave Dugu Bo out in the cold for the entire night, making him stand outside the door to wear down his sharp edges.
As a result, that fellow, not knowing what he had misunderstood, simply turned and left.
Never mind, the final outcome won't be any different anyway. Let him be.
…
The next day.
The Medical Clinic was still packed with people.
It wasn't that everyone who came was a seriously ill or terminally ill patient; most people had minor illnesses like headaches and fevers. These kinds of ailments fundamentally didn't require medicine, or even seeing a doctor. They just needed to get more rest, sleep for one or two nights, and they would be fine. And for these patients whose symptoms were so mild they didn't need medical attention, Sun Zhongjing merely offered a piece of golden advice: "Drink plenty of hot water, go to bed early. Next!"
Soon, the next patient, completely green, opened the door and walked in.
This patient had green hair, green eyebrows, green eyes, green fingernails… almost even their teeth were green.
"Greetings, Senior!"
After walking in, Dugu Bo immediately bowed deeply, his attitude extremely respectful. Not only was it because the old man before him had greater strength than his own, but more importantly, his clan's poison still relied on this senior. Of course, he had to act accordingly.
"Sit," Sun Zhongjing said, sitting at the diagnostic counter and motioning for Dugu Bo to come over.
After he walked closer and sat down, Sun Zhongjing observed him for a few moments, then immediately picked up a pen and began writing on the table. A moment later, he handed the prescription to him, saying, "Follow this prescription to get the medicine; with just three doses, the potent poison accumulated in your body for many years will be broken down. Alright, next!"
Dugu Bo sat in his original spot, holding the prescription in his hand, dazed and not knowing what to say. He looked at the prescription, feeling as if he were in a dream. Because the materials required for this prescription were all common medicinal herbs, yet precisely these common medicinal herbs, when combined in a unique dosage, could resolve the potent poison that had troubled him for many years!
One could only say that pharmacology was truly too wondrous. Dugu Bo was further astonished by the old man's medical expertise, feeling like an illiterate. As a master of poison, he was naturally quite knowledgeable in pharmacology, and it would be no problem for him to even act as a doctor for others. But compared to the old man before him, he was completely an ignorant layman.
"What's wrong? Didn't I already give you the prescription? Why aren't you leaving yet?" Sun Zhongjing seemed a bit puzzled why he was still lingering. Then he seemed to recall something and continued, "Don't worry, this prescription was specially formulated for you after I observed the poison in your body just now. Follow this prescription to get the medicine; even if your poison was ten times more potent, it could still be easily removed. You don't need to worry about getting poisoned again by using your martial soul after the poison is removed. Unless your martial soul changes again, or your strength reaches Level 96, this prescription will otherwise be enough for you for a lifetime."
"That's good!…"
Dugu Bo sighed in relief after listening, but quickly realized: The purpose of his trip wasn't to get treated!
Even if the prescription he now held was enough for him for a lifetime, what about it? His granddaughter, and her future descendants, would also be troubled by the martial soul. Even if they could come back to this senior for targeted prescriptions and treatment, could they really come for a lifetime? Moreover, even if they could come for a lifetime, what about when this senior also passed away? What about his descendants who knows how many generations down the line?
So using a prescription for detoxification could only be treating symptoms and couldn't fundamentally solve the problem.
And Dugu Bo came to Sun Zhongjing precisely for what was mentioned at the end of the Future Video: that miraculous Poison Pill Method!
As for the Plague God Body… please forgive him, he had no good fortune to accept it.
This thing wasn't something an ordinary person could cultivate; only this senior, with his special situation and being the founder, could cultivate it successfully. If it were anyone else… it would simply be laughable.
"Senior…"
Dugu Bo, looking at the ethereal-looking old man before him, said cautiously, "Actually, this junior today came to request the Poison Pill Method. Please, Senior, grant my request."
He was a bit apprehensive; this wasn't the same as treating an illness. That person had no relation to him, so why would they give him such a miraculous Poison Pill Method? Which clan or faction wouldn't hide such a miraculous secret method and hoard it, let alone easily teach it to others?
"Poison Pill Method…"
Hearing this, Sun Zhongjing stroked his long white beard and smiled without speaking.
"This junior knows this request is presumptuous."
Dugu Bo saw his attitude, then gritted his teeth and said, "As long as Senior can impart the Poison Pill Method, then this junior is willing to submit to Senior and be at your complete disposal, with absolutely no ulterior motives!"
(end of chapter)
So rude, who would bother with you?
In the past, Dugu Bo, relying on his Titled Douluo strength, naturally acted without restraint. The doctors he sought out didn't dare to voice any complaints, and even if he was incredibly rude, they could only endure it, unable to show the slightest hint of discontent.
Otherwise, not only would his own life be in danger, but even his Clan would likely not escape death.
So, Dugu Bo subconsciously applied his past experiences of seeking doctors to this situation. After being left ignored for a while, he finally realized that the doctor he sought this time was different from his usual ones. This person wasn't afraid of his Titled Douluo strength. In fact, with just a breath, they could probably make him vanish.
Being so rude, he was practically courting death. No wonder that person ignored him.
As for why he had helped him in the previously broadcast video… Dugu Bo speculated that it might have been because his physical condition shown in the video was unique, which had piqued the interest of that powerful individual. Additionally, at that time, the individual hadn't been asleep, so they hadn't bothered to fuss and simply treated him.
But when he came tonight, the senior was already asleep. Moreover, his condition had long been unequivocally revealed in the video. Without the element of mystery, there was no interest left for exploration. That person naturally couldn't be bothered with him.
Dugu Bo didn't know if his guess was correct, but he was absolutely certain that the timing of his arrival was indeed wrong. When seeking medical treatment from someone, one must at least adopt a proper attitude. Otherwise, what if they refused to treat you?
So, after apologizing for his reckless behavior, Dugu Bo turned and left, preparing to seek medical attention tomorrow as an ordinary patient.
Meanwhile, in the room, Sun Zhongjing, lying on his bed, sensed that Dugu Bo had indeed left and was somewhat surprised. But he quickly dismissed it; he wasn't worried that Dugu Bo wouldn't return. After all, Dugu Bo's situation involved not only his own life but also the lives of his clan members. How could he possibly give up without finding a way to resolve the martial soul's potent poison?
As for why Sun Zhongjing hadn't responded earlier, it was mainly because he wanted to give Dugu Bo the cold shoulder. After all, as the saying goes, the easier something is obtained, the less it is cherished. So he had originally planned to leave Dugu Bo out in the cold for the entire night, making him stand outside the door to wear down his sharp edges.
As a result, that fellow, not knowing what he had misunderstood, simply turned and left.
Never mind, the final outcome won't be any different anyway. Let him be.
…
The next day.
The Medical Clinic was still packed with people.
It wasn't that everyone who came was a seriously ill or terminally ill patient; most people had minor illnesses like headaches and fevers. These kinds of ailments fundamentally didn't require medicine, or even seeing a doctor. They just needed to get more rest, sleep for one or two nights, and they would be fine. And for these patients whose symptoms were so mild they didn't need medical attention, Sun Zhongjing merely offered a piece of golden advice: "Drink plenty of hot water, go to bed early. Next!"
Soon, the next patient, completely green, opened the door and walked in.
This patient had green hair, green eyebrows, green eyes, green fingernails… almost even their teeth were green.
"Greetings, Senior!"
After walking in, Dugu Bo immediately bowed deeply, his attitude extremely respectful. Not only was it because the old man before him had greater strength than his own, but more importantly, his clan's poison still relied on this senior. Of course, he had to act accordingly.
"Sit," Sun Zhongjing said, sitting at the diagnostic counter and motioning for Dugu Bo to come over.
After he walked closer and sat down, Sun Zhongjing observed him for a few moments, then immediately picked up a pen and began writing on the table. A moment later, he handed the prescription to him, saying, "Follow this prescription to get the medicine; with just three doses, the potent poison accumulated in your body for many years will be broken down. Alright, next!"
Dugu Bo sat in his original spot, holding the prescription in his hand, dazed and not knowing what to say. He looked at the prescription, feeling as if he were in a dream. Because the materials required for this prescription were all common medicinal herbs, yet precisely these common medicinal herbs, when combined in a unique dosage, could resolve the potent poison that had troubled him for many years!
One could only say that pharmacology was truly too wondrous. Dugu Bo was further astonished by the old man's medical expertise, feeling like an illiterate. As a master of poison, he was naturally quite knowledgeable in pharmacology, and it would be no problem for him to even act as a doctor for others. But compared to the old man before him, he was completely an ignorant layman.
"What's wrong? Didn't I already give you the prescription? Why aren't you leaving yet?" Sun Zhongjing seemed a bit puzzled why he was still lingering. Then he seemed to recall something and continued, "Don't worry, this prescription was specially formulated for you after I observed the poison in your body just now. Follow this prescription to get the medicine; even if your poison was ten times more potent, it could still be easily removed. You don't need to worry about getting poisoned again by using your martial soul after the poison is removed. Unless your martial soul changes again, or your strength reaches Level 96, this prescription will otherwise be enough for you for a lifetime."
"That's good!…"
Dugu Bo sighed in relief after listening, but quickly realized: The purpose of his trip wasn't to get treated!
Even if the prescription he now held was enough for him for a lifetime, what about it? His granddaughter, and her future descendants, would also be troubled by the martial soul. Even if they could come back to this senior for targeted prescriptions and treatment, could they really come for a lifetime? Moreover, even if they could come for a lifetime, what about when this senior also passed away? What about his descendants who knows how many generations down the line?
So using a prescription for detoxification could only be treating symptoms and couldn't fundamentally solve the problem.
And Dugu Bo came to Sun Zhongjing precisely for what was mentioned at the end of the Future Video: that miraculous Poison Pill Method!
As for the Plague God Body… please forgive him, he had no good fortune to accept it.
This thing wasn't something an ordinary person could cultivate; only this senior, with his special situation and being the founder, could cultivate it successfully. If it were anyone else… it would simply be laughable.
"Senior…"
Dugu Bo, looking at the ethereal-looking old man before him, said cautiously, "Actually, this junior today came to request the Poison Pill Method. Please, Senior, grant my request."
He was a bit apprehensive; this wasn't the same as treating an illness. That person had no relation to him, so why would they give him such a miraculous Poison Pill Method? Which clan or faction wouldn't hide such a miraculous secret method and hoard it, let alone easily teach it to others?
"Poison Pill Method…"
Hearing this, Sun Zhongjing stroked his long white beard and smiled without speaking.
"This junior knows this request is presumptuous."
Dugu Bo saw his attitude, then gritted his teeth and said, "As long as Senior can impart the Poison Pill Method, then this junior is willing to submit to Senior and be at your complete disposal, with absolutely no ulterior motives!"
(end of chapter)
