Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 908 - 908 908 Human Skin Mask!

908: Chapter 908: Human Skin Mask!

908: Chapter 908: Human Skin Mask!

Upon hearing this, the Backsword Guest laughed and said, “This injury happened a few days ago.”

“My son has no experience in the Jianghu, yet he meddled in others’ affairs.

Who knew he’d encounter a vendetta, and the one being chased was a scoundrel of the martial world, resulting in a big misunderstanding.”

Upon hearing this, Dugu Wushang was taken aback and immediately asked, “Is there still anyone who can injure you, elder?”

“Young Hero Wushang, there are always people beyond people, heavens beyond heavens,” the Backsword Guest said earnestly, “In the southern borderlands, I had never heard of such a person in the Jianghu, but among those people, there was an expert at the mid-tier of the Heavenly state.”

“Tsk tsk, a Heavenly state expert, so rare, yet one appeared in a small village in the southern borderlands.” At this point, the Backsword Guest was somewhat wistful.

“But in the end, the misunderstanding was cleared up, and it was nothing.

I even got a good pot of wine from him, haha!”

The Backsword Guest said this and laughed happily, but after a few chuckles, he started coughing violently.

Then the Backsword Guest opened his wine pot that he carried with him, removed the stopper, and drank heartily.

After a long while, he put it down, and the violent coughing ceased.

Qin Han looked at the wine pot in the Backsword Guest’s hand, deep in thought.

Seeing Qin Han not speaking but just staring at his wine pot, the Backsword Guest laughed and said, “Once, by chance, during a coughing fit, I mistakenly took wine for water.

Unexpectedly, after drinking the wine, the cough stopped.

Since then, I always carry a pot of wine with me.”

Qin Han nodded and said, “Your old internal injury damaged your lung meridian, so bad weather or excitement will cause violent coughing.”

“Yes, yes, spring and winter are the hardest times for me, and I haven’t gone down the mountain for years, living like a consumptive ghost, damn it!” The Backsword Guest couldn’t help but curse here, clearly tormented by his old injuries to the point of frustration.

At this moment, Qin Han suddenly said, “I’ve thought of a way to treat your internal injuries, but it requires some more time.”

“Is there a problem, Doctor Qin?” The Backsword Guest hurriedly asked when he heard this.

Qin Han shook his head and said, “Put your clothes on first; it might take a while.”

Then Qin Han said to Dugu Wushang, “Wushang, go tell Yuan Liang to get me a hundred jin of strong liquor!”

“Yes, Mr.

Qin!” Dugu Wushang promptly headed towards the hall.

The Backsword Guest looked at Qin Han with a puzzled expression and asked, “Doctor Qin, what’s this about?”

“You were likely injured in winter, so after your lung meridian was damaged, you fell off a cliff and were invaded by cold.

This causes you to cough violently when temperatures drop, especially pronounced in spring and winter,” Qin Han explained slowly.

“You just mentioned that drinking could stop your cough, which gave me an idea for a treatment.

But this is just a new thought, and I don’t know if it can completely cure your old injuries.

Even if it can’t, it should cure most of it, and at least you won’t cough so severely due to seasonal changes.”

“With the medicine I prepare for you, a complete recovery in three years is hopeful!” Qin Han said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the Backsword Guest became excited and asked eagerly, “Doctor Qin, can my internal injuries really be cured?”

“If at first I had sixty percent confidence, now it’s at least eighty percent!” Qin Han said with a smile.

“Eighty percent?” The Backsword Guest muttered to himself, “Eighty percent is enough!”

At this time, Zhong Yuanliang was standing at the door chatting with the young man.

When the young man came out earlier, he found the clinic boring and started chatting with Zhong Yuanliang at the door.

Perhaps because their personalities were similar, they got along wonderfully.

When Dugu Wushang came out and saw the two chatting and laughing, he was also taken aback.

It seemed like the young man had just come out a few minutes ago?

Nonetheless, he said to Zhong Yuanliang, “Yuan Liang, go prepare a hundred jin of strong liquor!”

“Hmm?” Zhong Yuanliang was taken aback by the words and then asked, “Why so much strong liquor?

Isn’t it for treatment?

How come we’re drinking instead?”

“I don’t know.

Mr.

Qin asked for it, probably for the elder’s treatment!” Dugu Wushang said.

Zhong Yuanliang nodded and said, “I’ll get on it right away!”

The young man, seeing Zhong Yuanliang about to leave, hurriedly said, “I’ll go with you; I’m bored here anyway!”

“Let’s go!” Zhong Yuanliang called out to the young man, and the two left the clinic.

Watching the two get into the vehicle, Dugu Wushang shook his head and said helplessly, “It seems that people with small brain capacity are attracted to each other!”

“Pfft!”

Turning back, Dugu Wushang saw Xu Bingyan laughing with her mouth covered.

Seeing Dugu Wushang looking at her, she laughed and said, “Brother Wushang, it’s the first time I’ve seen you joke.”

“I wasn’t joking!” Dugu Wushang said, puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Xu Bingyan was surprised and said, “So that’s truly what you thought just now?”

“Yes!” Dugu Wushang replied, still puzzled.

Xu Bingyan helplessly patted her forehead and said, “Alright then!”

Just a moment ago, she thought Dugu Wushang had opened up and learned to joke, but now it seems she was overthinking it.

Everyone in the clinic knew that Dugu Wushang was usually taciturn.

Not to mention joking, it was impossible to get him to say more than a few words.

Earlier, Xu Bingyan thought Dugu Wushang was joking when he said those things.

Who knew he truly thought that way?

In the backyard, Qin Han and the Backsword Guest continued to drink tea.

Qin Han asked casually, “Mister, why are you targeting those poison traffickers?”

“Sigh, my brother died at their hands,” the Backsword Guest said.

He then looked at Qin Han and smiled, “Doctor Qin, my real name is Xiong Baichuan.

You keep calling me mister, and I feel a bit uncomfortable.”

“Alright then, I’ll call you Mr.

Xiong!” Qin Han nodded and said.

“Mr.

Xiong, you must be around sixty, right?” Qin Han suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, the Backsword Guest’s eyes flickered with panic, but he covered it with a teacup.

After putting down the cup, he said, “That’s right, I’m sixty-one this year.”

“Mr.

Xiong, your face looks like you’re only around forty,” Qin Han said blandly.

The Backsword Guest let out a bitter smile and said, “Mr.

Qin, I didn’t intend to hide it; it’s just that I have too many enemies!”

With that, the Backsword Guest wiped his face and pulled off a Human Skin Mask.

Another face, much older, appeared before Qin Han’s eyes.

Seeing the Backsword Guest’s appearance, Qin Han nodded and remarked, “What a cleverly made Human Skin Mask.”

“Mr.

Qin, you know, those poison traffickers have connections everywhere.

I roam the Jianghu with Haoyang and have to be cautious.

Once, I was nearly caught by them while staying at an inn.”

“Ever since then, I’ve been wearing a Human Skin Mask!”