Bandits

"Quick reflexes, but your cultivation's far too poor."

Jian Liang glanced at Pu Liao, then turned to look at Chen Fei and Doctor Song. A faint smile appeared on his face as he said, "I didn't frighten you two, did I? These are extraordinary times, so we had no choice but to offend you."

"Aren't you here to see a doctor? What are you..."

Doctor Song looked at Jian Liang, then at the two people who had appeared atop the courtyard wall, and asked in panic.

Chen Fei's brows furrowed tightly as he looked around, thinking of escape routes. But a moment later, he could not help sighing inwardly.

They could not run. Every possible escape route had been faintly blocked off by Jian Liang. And with Chen Fei's current strength, if he forced his way out, his end probably would not be much better than Pu Liao's.

Judging from Jian Liang's actions just now, he was absolutely a ruthless, cruel master. This trip had truly become dangerous.

"We are indeed here to see a doctor. It's just that this friend reacted too strongly, forcing me to act like this." Jian Liang spread his hands and said, "You two, please."

Doctor Song's hands and feet were trembling a little. He was just an ordinary physician; when had he ever seen a scene like this? Chen Fei stepped forward and supported Doctor Song as they walked into the courtyard.

Jian Liang tilted his head in Pu Liao's direction, and someone immediately came over to help Pu Liao up, entering the courtyard with them.

"We ran into some trouble, and my brothers suffered some injuries. As long as you can heal them, the consultation fee will be paid in full, and we won't touch a hair on you."

When they walked into the Great Hall, many injured people were lying on the floor, and the reek of blood rushed into their noses. Pu Liao had smelled this just now and realized something was wrong, but unfortunately, it was already too late.

"You have to keep your word," Doctor Song said, forcing himself to stay calm.

"For life-saving benefactors, we still have at least that much credibility."

Jian Liang grinned and said, "But the premise is that you have to heal them. If you can't, then you can't blame us!"

Doctor Song's expression stiffened. He did not dare look at Jian Liang again and walked straight toward an injured man. Right now, he only wanted to cure these people quickly so he could leave this place at once.

As the physician on duty at Qingzheng Medical Center, Song Mu's medical skills were still very good. After only a simple examination of the injured man's condition, he came up with a treatment plan.

He turned his head and gave Chen Fei a few low instructions, having Chen Fei apply medicine to the injured man while Song Mu continued on to another patient.

As the two of them worked in tandem, the groans that occasionally sounded in the Great Hall gradually diminished, and Jian Liang, who was supervising from the side, began to look much more pleased.

Pu Liao leaned against the wall, watching everything before him, his eyes filled with cold gloom. But afraid that others would see it, he lowered his head and closed his eyes. Only his tightly clenched teeth revealed his state of mind at that moment.

In just a short while, the dozen or so injured men in the Great Hall had all been given medicine. Now that their pain had eased, faint smiles appeared on their faces.

Song Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart relaxed slightly. These people's injuries were all more or less the same, mostly caused by blade wounds, so the difficulty of saving them was actually not that great.

If they casually found any medical center inside Pingyin County, it could probably heal these people.

However, this group before him most likely had identities that could not see the light, and they simply did not dare go into Pingyin County. They could only use such a method to trick a few people into coming to treat them.

"Doctor, you truly have the wondrous hand that brings the dead back to spring. On behalf of all my brothers, I thank you!"

Jian Liang was already all smiles; there was no trace left of his earlier fierce, evil look.

"You overpraise me." Song Mu waved his hand and said, "May we leave now?"

Song Mu did not even ask about the consultation fee. Right now, he only prayed that they could leave this place safely.

"No rush. There's still one more person who needs treatment. You two, come with me."

Jian Liang walked forward. Song Mu glanced at Chen Fei and could not help sighing. The matter still had not ended. Chen Fei said nothing, constantly estimating the worst possibilities in his heart and making preparations to escape.

When they arrived at the Backyard, it had clearly been tidied up. It looked much cleaner and fresher, and there were even servants bustling in and out. Judging by their clothes, they should have been Refugees.

"Big Brother, the doctor is here."

They walked into a room. A person was currently lying on the bed, with several people standing beside him. At this moment, all of them were staring brightly at Chen Fei and Doctor Song.

It was as if the moment they discovered anything wrong, they would pounce over and kill the two of them.

"Heal my Big Brother, and you can leave. These will also be yours." Jian Liang pointed at the Silver Taels on the nearby table. At a rough glance, there were no fewer than a hundred taels of silver.

This consultation fee was absolutely high, but they might have to exchange their lives for it.

And Jian Liang had first had Song Mu treat the others just now, probably because he did not trust Song Mu's medical skills. Only after everyone else had been treated did he bring Song Mu and Chen Fei over.

There was no room to refuse. Song Mu stepped forward to take the pulse. After a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, and he appeared somewhat hesitant.

"What, you can't heal him? If you can't, you'll die!"

Someone beside him said in a deep voice, and a savage Aura struck them head-on, frightening Song Mu so badly his wrist trembled and he nearly fell.

"I can treat him, I can treat him." Song Mu wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice, "This man is different from the ones outside just now. He suffered internal injuries, and the injuries are quite severe. If he wants to recover fully, ordinary Herbs won't be enough. He must also take Healing Pills."

"In that case, why were you hesitating?"

"I don't have any Healing Pills on me."

Song Mu spoke somewhat bitterly. Today, he had left the city to offer free medical consultations to the Refugees, so what Song Mu had brought were only common medicines. Those kinds of medicines needed to treat martial artists' injuries were all back at the medical center.

"So what you're saying is, you can't treat him now, right?"

The voice turned cold and sinister. They knew about Healing Pills, but after the previous battle, they had already used up all their pills. Send someone into Pingyin County to buy them?

At this moment, the guards at Pingyin County's City Gate were inspecting people extremely strictly. Refugees could not get in, and people with unclear identities like them would also find it very difficult to enter. Besides, Healing Pills were only something Song Mu had mentioned; whether they would actually work or not, no one knew.

Perhaps his medical skills were insufficient, and he was using the lack of pills as a pretext. If so, they might as well kill him directly, lest news of them leak out.

"I'll think again, I'll think again!"

Song Mu's body trembled uncontrollably. The killing intent of the people around them was already undisguised. If his answer could not satisfy them, then the next moment would probably be the blade rising and falling.

"Doctor Song, I have Healing Pills here."

Chen Fei stepped forward and took a bottle of pills from the pouch at his waist. It was precisely the batch of Healing Pills Chen Fei had made as a trial a few days ago, after his Healing Pill skill had reached Proficient Level.

Their quality was average, but they were already more than enough for treating injuries. Chen Fei had not taken them to sell, so they were still on him.

Song Mu's expression froze, then he was overjoyed. He quickly took out a pill and handed it to Jian Liang, saying, "Have him take it with warm water. I'll administer needles as well, and that should let him improve."

Jian Liang sniffed the pill. It was indeed a Healing Pill, no doubt about it. Then he fed it into the mouth of the person on the bed.

Song Mu took out silver needles and began inserting them one by one into the injured man's body. In just a short while, the man on the bed coughed loudly, spat out a mouthful of stagnant blood, and his complexion visibly improved.