Poison Doctor

If he really had magical powers, the first thing Divine Doctor Sun would do was make his hair grow thick again. But all he could do now was carefully tug at his thumb-thick topknot, exhale irritably, and complain that the world had far too many intractable illnesses.

Hong Fu, on the other hand, felt embarrassed. "If you can't cure me, then never mind. I got by just fine before, even when I couldn't practice martial arts."

"You say 'never mind' and that's that?" Divine Doctor Sun scolded her fiercely, thinking the patient utterly unreasonable. "Then wouldn't I be a 'Divine Doctor' for nothing? How am I supposed to make my way through the jianghu after that?"

He looked up and saw the Dragon King walk in. Divine Doctor Sun let out a long sigh, then started to spit on the ground, but thought better of it and held back. "Just my luck. Every time I fail to cure someone, you're there. Are you deliberately trying to ruin my reputation?"

"Your divine bearing is as impressive as ever. It's a relief to see." Gu Shenwei gave him a slight bow. The doctor was infamous for his foul temper, but the last time they had met in front of the Moonlight Hall Disciples, he had been cautious with his words and hardly dared breathe too loudly.

Divine Doctor Sun seemed to recall that experience too and sighed again. "I'm no damn Divine Doctor. I can't even cure the most common illnesses. I've left my home and wandered like a stray dog."

Hong Fu stuck her tongue out at Shangguan Ru, not daring to say that her "illness" was anything but common. She had been poisoned with the most potent Indra Incense in Xiangji Kingdom.

Gu Shenwei kept his eyes on the doctor,