Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 251 - 251 251 Yimu Daoist

251: Chapter 251: Yimu Daoist 251: Chapter 251: Yimu Daoist Number Three looked at Qin Han as he rose to his feet and immediately exclaimed in haste, “Mr.

Qin, don’t do it, I am not worth the trouble.”

In Number Three’s view, Qin Han must have been planning to break him out of prison.

Now that the officials had been alerted, the moment Qin Han attempted the breakout, everyone from the Qin’s Medical Hall would have to face a life on the run.

How could Number Three bear to be the cause of their misfortune?

Qin Han turned around, a faint smile on his face as he reassured, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to jailbreak!

Things are not so complicated!

Just stay calm inside, and we’ll go home tomorrow.

Take this.”

Having said that, Qin Han took a Small Guiyuan Pill from his bosom and tossed it to Number Three.

“Go home?” Number Three was stunned.

Could he really go home in this condition?

When Qin Han exited the visiting room, his facial expression turned grim.

Zhong Yuanliang saw the dark look on Qin Han’s face and hurriedly asked, “Mr.

Qin, how is Number Three?”

“He’s injured, and he has lost weight,” Qin Han said indifferently.

Zhong Yuanliang frowned and suddenly suggested, “Mr.

Qin, why don’t we just get Number Three out?

I have already scoped out the surroundings, saving him should be feasible.”

“Can’t you be more mature?” Qin Han said pointedly, then explained, “What you’ve seen is just the surface.

Do you think you can just raid a prison in the capital as you please?”

“Then what were you…” Zhong Yuanliang said dejectedly.

“I am angry because someone has been harsh on Number Three, not to take his life but to torment him.

Although Number Three hid it well just now, I could see it,” Qin Han stated coldly.

“Number Three has already been sentenced to a firing squad, using underhanded tricks is a bit much, isn’t it?” Zhong Yuanliang said, grinding his teeth.

Qin Han sighed and said, “After all, it was his own son that was killed.”

“Mr.

Qin, where do we go now?” Zhong Yuanliang asked.

Qin Han looked off into the distance, as if recalling, and said, “Let’s meet someone first.”

Zhong Yuanliang looked at the Taoist temple before them with some surprise, perhaps Mr.

Qin wished to seek blessings?

Qin Han walked into the Taoist temple and said to the young Taoist at the gate, “Please inform Taoist Yi Mu that someone wishes to see him.”

After speaking, Qin Han took off the blood amulet from around his neck and handed it to the young Taoist.

“Please wait here!” The young Taoist replied and went inside to notify someone.

“Mr.

Qin, what are we doing here?” Zhong Yuanliang asked, puzzled.

“Passing a message through someone,” Qin Han said indifferently.

While they were speaking, a Taoist in his robes, about thirty years old, rushed out of the Taoist temple.

He came up to Qin Han and after inspecting him closely for a long while, he asked with a frown:

“May I ask whom this blood amulet belongs to?”

Qin Han smiled wryly and joked, “Imagine if people knew that the virtuous Taoist Yi Mu, a frequenter of nightclubs at night, it would be interesting to see their reactions.”

Upon hearing this, the Taoist’s face changed, and he hurriedly said, “Please, let’s talk inside.”

Qin Han asked Zhong Yuanliang to wait outside while he followed the young Taoist into an inner chamber.

As soon as they entered the room, the young Taoist looked at Qin Han and asked, “Sect Leader?”

In the entire sect, only the Sect Leader knew that he disliked being a Taoist.

Simply out of respect for his master’s dying wishes, he maintained the facade of a virtuous Taoist by day but was the night club’s little prince by night.

“Hmm,” Qin Han responded faintly.

Seeing Qin Han confirm, the young Taoist said excitedly, “Sect Leader, it really is you!

Everyone said you had fallen off a cliff, so…” The young Taoist trailed off.

“They said I was dead,” Qin Han said indifferently.

The young Taoist responded with a bitter smile, “Since the Sect Leader has been missing for so long, it’s inevitable that people will start speculating.”

“Right, Sect Leader, since there are no outsiders here, you can remove your disguise.

That thing must be quite uncomfortable,” the Taoist said, suddenly breaking into a grin.

“It’s not that people are overthinking, but rather they hope for my death,” Qin Han said indifferently before continuing, “This isn’t a disguise technique.

Aren’t you proficient in the principles of yin and yang?

You could try calculating it.”

“I dare not!” the young Taoist replied.

“It’s a long story, but indeed, this is not a disguise technique.

I’ll be living with this face from now on,” Qin Han stated calmly.

Seeing that Qin Han was not joking, the young Taoist frowned and began to calculate.

After a moment, the young Taoist’s expression changed drastically and he exclaimed, “How can this be?

Sect Leader, how could you have a dual life pattern?”

“I’m also unclear about it.

If I had to explain, it might be considered possession, but it’s not under my control,” Qin Han also shook his head as he spoke.

“Also, do you remember that old Taoist from over a decade ago?”

Yimu Taoist thought carefully and replied, “You mean the old Taoist who predicted that you would face a great disaster at the age of thirty-five?”

“Correct.

He also appeared to the person I was reborn as, only it was twenty years ago, with a ten-year discrepancy in between,” Qin Han said lightly.

“That’s really inconceivable!” Yimu Taoist remarked, frowning.

“Forget it, everything will come to light eventually.

Let’s not talk about this for now.

I have come here with two tasks for you to undertake!” Qin Han declared.

Yimu Taoist immediately responded solemnly, “Please instruct me, Sect Leader!”

“Firstly, keep the fact that I was reborn in Zhongzhou to yourself.

Let everyone think I’m dead.

Also, I need to know the current status of everyone at the Holy Medicine Sect after my ‘death,'” Qin Han stated calmly.

Upon hearing this, Yimu Taoist first looked puzzled, then shocked, and said, “You mean, Sect Leader, that your fall from the cliff was orchestrated by someone.”

“Exactly!”

“I understand.

I will investigate covertly,” Yimu Taoist said somberly.

What Qin Han said today profoundly shocked Yimu Taoist.

The Holy Medicine Sect had always been united, and he could not fathom who would want to kill the Sect Leader, and why.

“This matter is of great importance.

You must be very careful and not act rashly!” Qin Han mused.

“Yes!”

“The second task.

I have a subordinate in Zhongzhou known as Number Three.

He killed Zheng Jun’s son a while ago and is now imprisoned in the capital’s jail.

He is set to be executed by firing squad tomorrow.

Get him out!”

“Zheng Jun’s son?” Yimu Taoist exclaimed in shock, “Zheng Jun had this son only at the age of forty, making this matter somewhat complicated.”

“Blame his son for betraying the military’s combat squad.

It’s only natural for others to seek revenge.

The Zheng family has truly degraded to let such a thing happen.

Regardless, I must see Number Three tomorrow, or else I will personally storm the execution ground, which will complicate things even further!” Qin Han said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Yimu Taoist bitterly smiled and said, “I will definitely get Number Three out.

Please, Sect Leader, hold your anger for now.”

“If the Zheng family holds any grudges, tell them that the Holy Medicine Sect owes them a favor,” Qin Han stated calmly.

“Yes!”

“Remember not to discuss today’s matters with anyone.

If anyone asks about Number Three, say he is the descendant of an old friend.

I must leave now and await your update!” After saying this, Qin Han stood up, ready to leave.

“Sect Leader, may I come to see you?” Yimu Taoist asked tentatively.

Qin Han pondered for a moment, sighed, and said, “You may, but you’ll need a different identity.

Figure it out yourself.

I’m currently in Zhongzhou and won’t be returning to the capital for now.

There are still many matters to address there, and before my identity is revealed, it’s best to keep it hidden.”

“I understand!”