35: Chapter 35: Murderous Spirit Enters the Body 35: Chapter 35: Murderous Spirit Enters the Body “Affliction took hold of him?” Master Zhou looked at the elder in shock, then glanced at Qin Han, his lips moved but no words came out.

“Master Zhou, be calm.

Doctor Qin said he can cure it, didn’t he?”

Qin Han nodded to himself as he observed the elder’s composure.

“Why has this happened?

How could this affliction have taken hold?”

Master Zhou hadn’t recovered from the shock of the affliction, having experienced battles himself in the past, he knew all too well what this meant.

“Old brother…”

“Hey, back in the day I couldn’t swallow my anger, did something impetuous, ha-ha, but I have no regrets!” the elder declared with a carefree attitude.

“The elder speaks lightly, but I still greatly admire him.

You must know, being taken by the affliction is not just about simple pain.” Qin Han said with seriousness on his face.

“Doctor Qin, how did the old brother become afflicted?

How did it happen?”

Qin Han did not answer Master Zhou, but slowly began, “In the past, Killing God Bai Qi, in the battle at Changping, slew four hundred thousand soldiers of Zhao.

Afterwards, the affliction took hold of him.

However, at that time Bai Qi practiced the art of slaughter, which could suppress the backlash of the affliction, but later on, even the energy of slaughter could not contain the repercussions, and King of Qin assassinating him was merely the last thing Bai Qi did for Qin before he died.”

“The affliction stems from the resentment of the innocent lives taken by one’s hands.

The one taken hold by the affliction experiences excruciating pain throughout the body after sunset, starting at a specific time in the evening, and as it worsens, it turns into an all-night torment, until the body is fully corroded, then it invades the brain, and eventually, the person goes insane.”

After hearing Qin Han’s words, Master Zhou looked at the elder, his lips trembling.

“Elder, you must have also practiced the art of slaughter, and you have reached the point where it’s no longer repressed.

The pain that wracks your body every night at two, it’s been going on for almost five years now, hasn’t it?”

“That’s amazing, young Qin.

Indeed, it’s been five years,” the elder was somewhat surprised, not expecting Qin Han’s medical skills to be so profound as to accurately determine the onset of his condition.

“Old brother, when you returned alone, was it because…” Master Zhou’s expression turned sorrowful as he gazed at the elder, murmuring.

“Yes!

I couldn’t stand it.

Facing a formidable enemy, out of more than a thousand brothers, only less than three hundred remained.

Those damned bastards, we provided for them well and they still rebelled.

Of the thousand brothers who went out, only two survived.”

“Do you think I could bear it?

They were still children, many had never been in love, hadn’t left a single seed, didn’t even have whole bodies left.

Most were children.

Their parents entrusted them to me; how was I to face their parents when I went back?”

“I returned and set that camp ablaze, a hundred thousand people, ha-ha!

A hundred thousand!

But their screams couldn’t cover my fury.”

“Even if it all happened again, I’d do the same!

I’m still alive suffering a bit, but all my brothers are gone, gone!”

“San Shengzi, Liu Kai, Little Yao, Abacus…

I remember each one of them.

Every time I go to Zhongyi Hall, I can’t even raise my head.

Why wasn’t it me who died, why not me…”

The elder was overtaken by emotion, slamming his hand on the table with a formidable presence.

His tears fell heavily as he spoke.

Master Zhou staggered to his feet, walked to the elder’s side, and embraced him, tears streaming down his face.

Qin Han, watching the two elderly men, was filled with deep respect.

What kind of deep comradeship was this, that would lead an old man to risk being overtaken by the affliction just to seek vengeance for his comrades?

After a while, when the two old men had calmed their emotions, Master Zhou looked at the elder and said, “So, old brother, that’s why you’ve never shown mercy since then, even at the risk of punishment.”

“Ha-ha, I’ve got more punishments on me than I can count, but whenever I think of our old brothers’ eyes at the moment of death, I just bloody well can’t help it.”

No.

3 watched the two elders, bowed respectfully.

Seeing No.

3 showing respect, the elder hummed, scoffed, and said, “What?

Am I not worthy of your martial salute, or have you forgotten who you are?

Can’t handle this bit of hardship?”

“Slap!”

No.

3 gave the elder a standard martial salute, and the elder nodded, “Mm, I’ll have someone look into it when I get back, to see if there’s a definitive explanation for what happened then.

I absolutely won’t wrong anybody.”

“Thank you, Elder Yang!”

“Ha-ha, you whippersnapper!” the elder laughed heartily.

“Qin Han, please, you must cure my old brother, even if it costs all my wealth,” the elder Zhou said to Qin Han with utmost seriousness as he turned to face him.

“Elder Zhou, not only is he your comrade-in-arms, but even if he were not, given the senior’s character, I would still treat him!”

“Good!”

“I need to think of a complete treatment plan.

I will start treating the elder within three days at most.”

“Young Qin, then I’ll be in your debt.

My name is Yang Zhentian, and you can come to me if you need anything in the future!

My son is also in Zhongzhou right now and could help you out.

But there is one condition—you must not oppress the common people!” Yang Zhentian said, his tone becoming somewhat stern toward the end.

After sitting with Zhou for a while, Yang Zhentian got up to take his leave.

Qin Han silently watched the two elders leave the clinic.

The Dragon Nation was prosperous and flourishing precisely because of such generations of national guardians who bore burdens so that others could live in peace.

By the time Zhang Henian and others came in, Qin Han picked up the pen on the table and swiftly wrote down a list, handing it to Zhang Henian.

“Elder Zhang, help me find some medicine!”

Zhang Henian, looking at the list of herbs on the paper, was slightly bewildered, not knowing what this prescription was for?

“Elder Zhang, you can keep this recipe to study later.

For now, please help me gather the herbs.”

Zhang Henian was delighted at the words, then shocked.

Every physician had their own secret recipes, which they usually kept as safe as if locked in a vault, even removing a few crucial ingredients when someone else prepared the medicine.

Yet, not only had Qin Han written out the entire recipe, he also promised to leave it to him for future study.

Considering it a priceless treasure, Zhang Henian hurriedly ran out.

It was not long before Zhang Henian returned, carrying bags both large and small.

“Mr.

Qin, here are the medicinal herbs you needed.

Please, have a look.”

“Elder Zhang, come to the pharmacy with me and give me a hand,” Qin Han said as he walked towards the room in the back where medicine was prepared.

Zhang Henian knew Qin Han was passing on his medical skills and quickly followed him.

The prescription was important, of course, but the method of preparing the medicine was key.

Qin Han did not keep secrets.

Since he had said he would give the recipe to Zhang Henian, he intended to teach him everything.

Qin Han did not simply throw all the herbs into the pot at once; he put them in sequentially, explaining the process to Zhang Henian as he did so.

“Time, heat control, sequence, as well as the material of the medicine pot—each is indispensable.

You must remember every step.

Otherwise, if an error occurs during alchemy in the future, the efficacy of the medicine may not be as good.”

Zhang Henian, like a diligent student, took notes on paper, carefully remembering everything.

An hour later, the medicine was ready!

Upon opening the medicine pot, a refreshing fragrance wafted out, with not a hint of the usual medicinal smell.

Smelling this aroma, Zhang Henian felt refreshed and couldn’t help but be astonished.

“Mr.

Qin, what is this medicine?

Why does it smell so good?”

Qin Han said calmly, “This is called the Small Guiyuan Pill.

It’s used for recovering from injuries.

If ordinary people take it, it can also prolong their life and strengthen the body.”

“A pill?” Zhang Henian was surprised.

Shouldn’t it be a liquid medicine?

Leaning in for a closer look, indeed, at the bottom of the medicine pot, there were more than a dozen black pills, quietly lying there.

“This…

you’re actually performing alchemy?” Zhang Henian’s eyes widened in amazement.

He had heard of this method, but had never seen it before.

“This is an indispensable medicine for treating the elderly gentleman’s condition.

You will help me treat him in a couple of days.”

“Thank you, Mr.

Qin.”