Worthy Zhao Wuji

"Another beautiful day!"

Early in the morning, in Suotuo City's Hand of God Medical Clinic, Gu Ye stretched before eagerly opening the clinic doors.

He had already imagined a long line of young married women waiting outside for his treatment.

After all, Gu Ye knew these ravenous, wolfish young women all too well.

Yet when he opened the door, Gu Ye was shocked to find that the group of young women who came every day for treatment and comfort had been replaced by a burly man built like a small hill.

The man was not very tall, with a rough, burly appearance. His face was swollen red like a pig's head. Upon closer inspection, Gu Ye recalled having seen him in Suotuo City before and recognized who he was.

Zhao Wuji, vice dean of Shrek Academy. His Martial Soul was the rather high-quality Mighty Vajra Bear.

His Soul Saint strength looked impressive enough, but unfortunately, his entire face was swollen like a pig's head. There was no need to guess that he had been severely beaten. As for who had done it, Gu Ye figured it out after considering the current timing.

Gu Ye did not pay much attention to that. He craned his neck to look around, but when he failed to spot his loyal young female patients, he frowned.

"Are you looking for those women who were lining up just now?"

"Yes. Where are they?"

"They should have left."

"Left? Did you drive them away?" Gu Ye eyed Zhao Wuji's pig-like face suspiciously.

Over the past few months, Gu Ye had grown used to giving each of those young women a thorough hands-on treatment every morning. Now that none of them had come, he felt rather unaccustomed to it.

"Are you the physician here?" Zhao Wuji did not answer, instead asking Gu Ye a question.

"I'm asking you, did you drive away my patients?" Gu Ye glared at the pig-headed Zhao Wuji.

"Uh... how should I put this..." Zhao Wuji looked a little embarrassed.

Because he did not want anyone at the academy to know about the injuries on his face, after listening to Flender the night before, he had come to Suotuo City early that morning to find the Hand of God Medical Clinic. Who knew that upon arriving, he would see so many young women lining up? In order to keep them from seeing him in such a sorry state, he had no choice but to use a few tricks to send them away.

The moment Gu Ye saw Zhao Wuji's expression, he was certain. Zhao Wuji had driven away his loyal patients.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's face, swollen like a pig's head, Gu Ye was furious.

There had been so many young women. Did he know how many Surgery Points Gu Ye could earn in a day? Did he know how many young women of varying beauty and figures he could touch with his hands—pah—comfort through treatment in a day?

Gu Ye greatly enjoyed personally treating those beautiful women without repeating the same one day after day.

But now... Gu Ye looked outside again. Once he confirmed that only Zhao Wuji, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, remained, he could only helplessly turn to this pig-headed fellow.

"You're here to get treated, right?"

"Yes. I heard your medical skills were miraculous, and that you treated people for free, so I came to have a look." Zhao Wuji rubbed his swollen face and grinned foolishly.

"Come in."

As a physician, Gu Ye was upright and selfless. For the sake of becoming stronger and earning Surgery Points, he never turned away a patient. Even a pig-headed fellow like Zhao Wuji would be treated.

After entering the clinic, Gu Ye first scanned Zhao Wuji with the Surgical System. When he discovered that the reward was not merely higher than the five points from the young women, but a full fifty points, he was immediately astonished.

He walked up to Zhao Wuji and carefully examined what exactly made him worth ten times more than those young women.

His short, sturdy body? His hard chest muscles? Or... Gu Ye's gaze flicked toward a certain part of Zhao Wuji's body as he fell into thought.

"Physician, are you treating me with your eyes?" Zhao Wuji noticed Gu Ye's scrutinizing gaze and asked oddly.

If he had not known Gu Ye was a physician, Zhao Wuji would have suspected him of being a fraud for staring at him like that and looking him over everywhere.

Gu Ye withdrew his gaze and coughed lightly. "As for your illness and symptoms, I roughly understand them now. But before treatment, let's discuss the fee."

"Isn't this place free?" Zhao Wuji frowned.

When he arrived just now, he had clearly heard the women outside saying that every visit here was free.

Besides, Gu Ye's reputation was widely known throughout Suotuo City. The physician at the Hand of God Medical Clinic treated people for free, so why was he being charged?

"Well, treating those women just now was indeed free, but you're different."

Zhao Wuji frowned again. "How am I different?"

They were all women, each one graceful and alluring, with captivating figures. Helping them relieve their troubles every day was my job. We are kindred spirits, what the hell would a man like you understand? Of course, that was only what Gu Ye thought to himself. There was no way he would say it to a rough, burly foot-scratching man like Zhao Wuji.

"The reason they said it was free is because they all paid something of equal value. Besides, most of them are ordinary women, hardworking common folk. As a physician, I merely want them to experience some long-lost human warmth and the warmth of society. But you're a Soul Master, so naturally you're different."

"I'll be honest with you. It won't take me long to heal your current injuries, but naturally, there will be a fee."

"You can really make me recover quickly?" Zhao Wuji had doubted Gu Ye's words just now, but upon hearing that he could be treated quickly, he immediately asked while rubbing his swollen face.

"The reason your face is swollen like this is because it was struck repeatedly by a powerful iron hammer, correct?"

Zhao Wuji nodded. He had indeed been smashed by Tang Hao's iron hammer.

Even with his Soul Saint-level strength, it would take at least half a month for him to recover.

"Other than the injuries on your face, your body was also wounded by two types of sharp weapons. One was a tiny yet incomparably sharp needle. The other could also be considered a needle, though the former clearly caused you greater harm. Is that correct?"

Zhao Wuji nodded again.

Whenever this Soul Saint powerhouse thought of how Zhu Zhuqing had stabbed him with that damned needle until he could not move, leading to him being beaten up by the three of them in turns, he became furious.

Then Tang San had shot him in the ass, and afterward Tang San's father had struck him in the face, leaving him looking like a pig-headed mess.

Gu Ye smiled and continued, "In a moment, I can heal all your injuries. However, I need you to pay me with something."

"What is it?" Zhao Wuji asked.

Gu Ye did not answer. Instead, he scrutinized Zhao Wuji for a moment.

For some reason, under Gu Ye's scrutiny, Zhao Wuji felt strangely uncomfortable, goosebumps rising all over his skin.

Having decided on the payment, Gu Ye pointed at Zhao Wuji's chest. "I need a drop of your Martial Soul Blood."

"Martial Soul Blood? What's that?" It was Zhao Wuji's first time hearing the term. He looked at Gu Ye in confusion, not understanding what it meant.

"You'll find out soon enough. As long as you agree, we can begin treatment now. I'll have you recovered in no time. Are you willing?"

"Fine."

Zhao Wuji only wanted to restore his swollen, pig-headed face as quickly as possible. He did not want Flender, Dai Mubai, and the other students to laugh at him when he returned to Shrek Academy. Besides, he was also curious about this Martial Soul Blood Gu Ye had mentioned.

"Lie down." Gu Ye gestured toward the hospital bed.

Without thinking much of it, Zhao Wuji went over and lay down. He was quite curious about Gu Ye, this physician. He looked very young, yet people outside had made his medical skills sound practically miraculous. Zhao Wuji wanted to see whether he was really that capable.

With a flick of his hand, Gu Ye summoned the Martial Soul Surgical Blade. He then walked over to Zhao Wuji and said seriously, "My treatment method is somewhat special." Gu Ye waved the surgical blade in his hand and smiled at Zhao Wuji.

"A Martial Soul like yours is healing-type?" Zhao Wuji looked at Gu Ye's surgical blade with interest.

"I suppose I count as healing-type. This blade is called a surgical blade. It's my tool for treatment."

As Gu Ye spoke, white light flashed over the surgical blade and enveloped its body. He swiped it across Zhao Wuji's face, and a streak of white light appeared, covering Zhao Wuji's face.

When Zhao Wuji saw Gu Ye slash toward his face with a blade, his instincts immediately made him want to dodge. Yet to his surprise, before he could move away, the white light had already reached his face.

Then, he felt a slight numbness and tingling on his face. Only after realizing that Gu Ye really was treating him did Zhao Wuji lower his guard.

The white light on Gu Ye's surgical blade was merely a cover. What truly treated Zhao Wuji was medicine.

Gu Ye then went to the medicine rack and took out a bottle of medicine containing a swelling-reducing drug. Produced by the system, its effects were exceptional, making it perfectly suited for Zhao Wuji.

As Gu Ye applied it to Zhao Wuji's face, he looked at Zhao Wuji's short, sturdy body and suddenly had an idea.

What kind of effect would there be if he modified certain parts of Zhao Wuji's body, or injected him with something else? As he thought about it, Gu Ye realized he was becoming a little wicked.

He was a proper physician. He could not mess around.

Besides, Zhao Wuji was currently a Soul Sage. Gu Ye could not beat him, so it was better to leave that for later.

Under Gu Ye's treatment, Zhao Wuji soon felt the swelling and redness in his face receding.

He also noticed that the wound where Zhu Zhuqing had injected him with Paralysis Liquid had healed as well.

He looked at Gu Ye's youthful face with mild surprise, impressed by his medical skills.

Ding

Treated Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji, a character from the original work. Reward: Surgery Points +50

Random collection quests issued

1. Collect ten portions of top-tier Martial Soul Blood. Reward: 3000 Surgery Points, Martial Soul Serum +2, Martial Soul Enhancement Serum +2, Martial Soul Evolution Serum +2

2. Collect thirty portions of high-tier Martial Soul Blood. Reward: 3000 Surgery Points, Martial Soul Serum +1, Martial Soul Enhancement Serum +1, Martial Soul Evolution Serum +1

3. Collect fifty portions of mid-tier Martial Soul Blood. Reward: 1000 Surgery Points, Martial Soul Enhancement Serum +1

4. Collect one hundred portions of low-tier Martial Soul Blood. Reward: 500 Surgery Points

After receiving the Surgery Points reward for treating Zhao Wuji, Gu Ye heard the Surgical System issue another quest.

Over the past few months, Gu Ye's Surgical System had barely issued any quests. But these past two days, whenever he encountered an important character from the original work, the system seemed as excited as if it had taken an aphrodisiac.

It seemed that if he wanted to grow stronger and earn a large number of Surgery Points, he would have to get intimately acquainted with those people from the original work through surgery.

After making up his mind about a few things, Gu Ye looked at Zhao Wuji and said, "Alright, your injuries are now healed. It's time to pay the fee."