My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 17 The Doctor's Kindness

Ye Wuyou finally met the Lord Zhao that Chuntao mentioned, Zhao Changhe.

Oh, Chuntao is the name of that girl. According to her, she is half-disciple of Lord Zhao.

As for why she is half a disciple, it is because Chuntao is a doctor who saves lives, and what she learns from Zhao Changhe is also kung fu other than medicine.

She is still young, and although she does not have Lu Caiwei's enchanting talent, she also reached the second realm some time ago.

Ye Wuyou felt very ashamed, especially when facing the genuine [A] grade boss of Tianlao in front of him.

For example, at the beginning, Zhao Changhe asked him.

"How did you enter the Heavenly Prison when you haven't reached the First Realm yet?"

"I recruited him specially."

"..."

"Through the back door."

Kind of embarrassing.

[The old man is very dissatisfied with you right now. What right does he have to be dissatisfied? He is just an ordinary person in the fifth realm. It’s not like you haven’t fought him before. You sneered in your heart and wanted to make a move to teach him a lesson.]

Zhao Changhe had no idea what Ye Wuyou was thinking. He was silent for a while before speaking calmly.

"The warden asked me to look after you. I don't quite understand, nor do I want to."

"But you were able to come out of the eighth floor alive. Even if you relied on the power of that little girl Lu, you still have some skills."

Zhao Changhe had no idea what happened on the eighth floor, and the warden did not explain anything.

That day, the warden walked out from the eighth floor and brought back Lu Caiwei, who was still alive, and Ye Wuyou, who was covered in blood.

The next day, Miss Lu was able to get out of bed and walk on her own, but this boy...

I slept like a pig here for a whole week.

Zhao Changhe naturally couldn't stand it, so when he knew that the boy had woken up, he immediately found him.

Since the warden has ordered him to look after him, Zhao Changhe has to give him face no matter how reluctant he is.

Of course, if the other party is really an idiot, just send him off casually.

"Now, show your true ability and attack me as much as possible." Zhao Changhe left this sentence and stood with his hands folded, standing coldly in the yard.

The yard was quite big. The sound of pots and pans banging could be heard from the kitchen nearby. The aroma of meat wafted in the evening breeze. It turned out to be Chuntao cooking.

[This old man wants to show off his power to you, how ridiculous! Five Realms Body Forging, tell me what you are pretending to be.]

Ye Wuyou ignored the noise in his mind and moved his eyes away from Zhao Changhe to the corner of the yard.

The shelves were filled with weapons.

Noticing Ye Wuyou's gaze, Zhao Changhe nodded slowly.

"You can take your pick."

So Ye Wuyou picked up a sword.

Ye Wuyou couldn't tell whether the sword was good or bad, but after a rough feel, he felt that it might not be as good as the one in Lu Caiwei's hand at that time.

Feeling the shallow energy in his body, Ye Wuyou took a deep breath and no longer refused.

"excuse me."

The sword comes out!

The Formless Heart Sutra is still running.

Ye Wuyou, whose figure looked extremely thin in the evening breeze, suddenly changed his aura.

The cuffs of his clothes rustled, and the little energy in his body was squeezed out by Ye Wuyou, flowing along his arm into the blade of the sword.

Wind and thunder arose from the ground.

Sure enough!

As he handed out a sword, Ye Wuyou's eyes became bright.

Even though the state of mind on that day was just a castle in the air and has already disappeared, the effect of the "Formless Heart Sutra" is still there, even if the power of the sword-raising wind and thunder move is much smaller at this moment.

But after all, it is still an extremely sharp sword move.

Following the sword, Ye Wuyou's figure appeared in front of Zhao Changhe in an instant.

There seemed to be a flash of sharpness in Zhao Changhe's eyes.

The next second, Ye Wuyou was pinned to the ground with his sword, unable to get up.

In front of him, Zhao Changhe's angry words were heard.

"Who taught you to practice like this? Do you want to die?"

……

"You haven't even completed your physical training yet, but you've already developed your Qi, and you can even use this kind of sword moves. Do you still think you're a genius?" "When Lu taught you this move, didn't she tell you the precautions?"

"It's a wall-breaking move that forces one to activate one's own Qi and concentrate a point. You, a guy who hasn't even warmed up your body, dare to use it casually. If you do it a few more times, you will never be able to enter the first level in this life."

At the dinner table, Zhao Changhe's scolding continued.

Ye Wuyou actually felt that the other party's words were too harsh, but he couldn't refute them out loud.

As for blaming Lu Caiwei, that was nonsense. He simply copied the move.

[How can ordinary people understand the mystery of formlessness? The originally ferocious and life-threatening moves have long since been transformed into ordinary sword moves.]

See, there should be no problem.

[As long as it doesn’t kill you, use it to death]

Well, maybe it's still a little dangerous.

"Before you reach the first level of cultivation, you must stay here obediently. Chuntao, watch him. You are not allowed to go anywhere, otherwise I will lose face."

"After all, you don't want to be jobless and become homeless, right?"

After Zhao Changhe finished speaking, he took out another bottle of wine and filled his glass. Then he looked at Ye Wuyou and gestured with his hand.

"Dare to drink?"

Ye Wuyou did not refuse.

But when he drank the wine in the glass and his eyes passed through Zhao Changhe's old but slightly playful eyes, he knew that something was wrong.

As expected, the wine went down his throat without any problem at first, but then it turned into a line of fire that went down his throat and burned his chest.

His skin turned red instantly, and waves of strength came from bottom to top. Ye Wuyou felt that his soul was trembling.

"You have taken it orally. This is a medicinal wine made from fourth-level snake gall. If it weren't for the incident in the Heavenly Prison and the killing of so many monsters, you wouldn't be able to enjoy it on ordinary days."

Ye Wuyou no longer knew when Zhao Changhe left.

In a daze, he only heard Chuntao's gentle voice coming from his ears.

"Sir, let's go and take a bath. I've prepared a medicinal bath for you."

Hmm? A bath?

Yes, yes, it’s time to take a shower. It’s been a week and Ye Wuyou can’t stand himself anymore.

He was dazed and was supported by Chuntao all the way to the room. The bucket was full of hot water and the fragrance of medicine came from it.

"Sir, you shouldn't take a bath after drinking wine, but it would be a waste if you don't take a bath to absorb such precious medicinal wine."

[No need to say more, as the saying goes, after a meal and a good meal, one will think of sex. You should grab this girl right away. Her fair skin, beautiful face, and her medicinal fragrance will make her even more delicious after a medicinal bath. Tonight, you decide to have a romantic night on the water...]

tsk...

Ye Wuyou shook his head, walked straight to the bathtub and began to undress.

After a moment, he turned his head and asked in confusion.

"Why don't you leave?"

Chuntao's face could not be seen clearly in the mist, but her voice came out very calmly.

"The young master is drunk, and I'm afraid he's drowned in the barrel."

"Then you don't have to stand by and watch..." Ye Wuyou felt something was wrong.

Chun Tao smiled and said calmly, "My lord, you are shy, but I am a doctor. I was the one who wiped your body for the whole week you were unconscious."

Ye Wuyou stopped talking here and didn’t worry about it anymore.

After all, other doctors are kind-hearted. Since they say so, why should you be so fussy about it?

In no time, Ye Wuyou got into the bathtub naked.

"thump."

Water splashed everywhere, followed by Chuntao's scream, and then she ran out.

Chuntao and several other women could be heard whispering outside the door.

"Xia Li, you lose. I told you that yours is this... big."

"It's all Qiugua's fault. She was the one who insisted on gambling!"

"Why blame me? You should blame Dong Zao."

Ye Wuyou: "..."

No, why anyone else?

Also, isn’t it said that doctors have a kind heart?