This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 355 Audacious Lust!

"Zi-"

The second red-hot blade was pressed firmly against the man's severed leg.

Smoke rose, and the aroma of roasting filled the air.

After the man screamed for the third time, he finally succumbed to the intense pain, his body went limp, and he fainted.

Luo Zijun looked down and observed carefully for a while before putting down the razor blade in her hand and going over to check the man's heartbeat, breathing, and pulse rate.

"What on earth is this kid doing?"

"Is this how you cure illnesses?"

The one-eyed man's facial muscles twitched, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, the knife he had just drawn still in his hand.

Shui Wu's face turned pale, and she did not answer.

Wang Qiangzhuang said from the doorway, "The patient's leg is already rotting. If it is not cut off, the poison will flow up the flesh and blood, and then the stomach and internal organs will rot. Even a god cannot save him."

The one-eyed man turned to look at her and asked, "Are you a doctor too?"

Wang Qiangzhuang said with a serious expression, "I have seen him treat patients, and I have also heard him say this."

The one-eyed man was still somewhat skeptical: "Then why torture him repeatedly with a red-hot iron knife?"

"It should be to stop the bleeding."

At this moment, Shui Wu spoke up.

After examining the man's body and confirming that he had only fainted due to pain, Luo Zijun explained, "Stopping the bleeding is an important reason. There are major arteries in the leg. If the bleeding is not stopped in time after the leg is severed, blood will spurt out immediately, causing shock and death. A red-hot blade can seal the blood vessels and stop the bleeding as quickly as possible. Another reason is to kill bacteria."

"Kill...kill what?"

The group looked completely bewildered; they had never heard of this term before.

Luo Zijun looked at them and said, "There are many germs in the rotten parts of the leg. Even if it is cut off, many will still be hidden in the cut. Also, the fresh flesh after it is cut off will attract a lot of germs. If the flesh is not cooked with a red-hot blade in time, and there are no antibacterial drugs here, the patient may die from infection."

"Of course, there should still be some germs in the patient's body, which require some medication and the help of his own white blood cells to clear them away."

Although the group still didn't quite understand, seeing him speak fluently and spout so many unheard-of and profound medical terms, they suddenly felt that this kid might really have the ability to bring the dead back to life!

After all, the doctors who came before only said one thing: prepare for the worst.

"What other medications are needed?"

Shuiwu's hope was rekindled, and she quickly and cautiously asked.

At this moment, her eyes, expression, and tone unconsciously became respectful and cautious, losing their previous sharpness.

"I have everything here, you just need to pay."

Luo Zijun walked to the table, took out five bulging medicine packets from her storage bag, and then took out two porcelain bottles, placing them on the table. She said, "I'll brew the medicine later. Brew these two packets first. After he wakes up, feed him the medicine, and then give him one of the pills in this porcelain bottle... Tomorrow..."

Shui Wu immediately held her breath and focused her mind, memorizing every word he said.

"If his fever doesn't break by tomorrow evening, I'll get you another kind of medicine."

If the fever hasn't subsided by tomorrow night, then we'll have to try the simplified version of "penicillin" again. As for whether it will poison the patient, we'll just have to ask God.

"If the fever breaks successfully and he regains consciousness, then there won't be any major problems."

After Luo Zijun finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and said, "Okay, pay now."

Shui Wu paused for a moment, then asked, "How much?"

The one-eyed man standing nearby roared, "Kid, you dare ask for money? Your life and the lives of your friends are still in our hands!"

Luo Zijun looked at him and said, "I can treat his illness and stop the bleeding by cutting off his leg for free, but the medicine on the table was all painstakingly made by my senior sister. It was originally for my use, but now it's being given to you, so of course it has to be paid for."

Before the one-eyed man could speak, Shui Wu took out a money pouch from her bosom and said, "How much? I'll give it to you."

Luo Zijun held up five fingers and said, "These medicines are priceless. If it were anyone else, I would dare to accept ten thousand taels, but Miss Shuiwu, I took a liking to you at first sight, so I will only accept five thousand taels from you."

A brief silence fell over the room.

Wang Qiangzhuang, standing at the door, couldn't help but twitch his lips a few times.

"I only have five taels of silver."

Shuiwu emptied the loose silver from her purse and counted it carefully. She found that she didn't even have five taels, only four taels and nine cents.

"for you."

She stuffed the silver directly into Luo Zijun's hand, her dark eyes fixed on him.

Luo Zijun was speechless, so she looked at the one-eyed man next to her and said, "Miss Shuiwu, didn't you call him Uncle Kun? He looks very rich, you can borrow from him."

One-eyed man: "???"

"Ah Wu, Uncle still needs to return the furnace, and Old Man Wang is waiting to have his knife forged. Don't be fooled by this kid. This is our territory. He should be begging you, not the other way around. If he doesn't listen, beat him, beat him hard!"

The one-eyed man didn't dare linger and hurriedly left with the stove.

His men, who were standing outside the door, also quickly left.

Shuiwu walked to the bedside, laid the man on the bed down, covered him with a blanket, and then looked at the rotting severed leg on the ground.

"Take it out and bury it, it's useless now."

Luo Zijun put away the loose silver, and his gaze suddenly fell on the gold bracelet on her wrist. He coughed and said, "Miss Shuiwu, if you don't have silver, other things will do. I like gold."

Shui Wu glanced at him, followed his gaze to her wrist, paused, then looked back at him and said, "Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Luo Zijun said, "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid. But I believe that Miss Shuiwu will not repay kindness with ingratitude. Your father is not well yet."

Shui Wu asked, "What if he recovers?"

Luo Zijun said calmly, "There is no shortage of patients in this world, especially in a desolate place like this where there are many people. I believe that my value here is definitely much higher than the gold on Miss Shuiwu's wrist."

Shui Wu looked at him coldly and said nothing more.

"Give it to him."

At this moment, the middle-aged man who had been lying unconscious on the bed suddenly spoke.

"Daddy!"

Shui Wu immediately went over, her face full of surprise.

The man on the bed took her hand and said, "I feel a bit more awake now. This kid does have some real skills. But I will never forget the time he cut off my leg and stomped on my stomach. Give him whatever he wants for now, and we'll figure things out when I'm better."

Luo Zijun said, "Uncle, how can you be so ungrateful as to threaten a doctor?" The man looked at him and said, "Kid, you have done me no favors. You saved me to save your own life. As for me threatening you, it's because you seduced my daughter right in front of me."

Luo Zijun's lips twitched: "When did I seduce your daughter? Isn't it only natural to need money for medical treatment?"

The man ignored him and looked at his daughter.

Shui Wu seemed to hesitate for a moment before raising her hand to wipe away her tears. She took the gold bracelet off her wrist and handed it to Luo Zijun, but turned her face away and did not look at him.

Luo Zijun didn't refuse; she took it directly, examined it carefully, and said, "It looks to be of good quality; I estimate it can fetch a good price."

Shuiwu clenched her fist.

Fearing that this guy might say something terrible again, Wang Qiangzhuang quickly said, "Can we release our friend first?"

The one-eyed man appeared at the window at some point and said, "Once this kid has completely cured Master Shui's illness, you will naturally see that old Taoist priest."

"Master Shui?"

Luo Zijun's heart stirred, and she looked at the man on the bed, thinking to herself: It seems that this person has a high status here, but the place he lives in is really shabby.

"Let's go, I'll take you to rest first."

The one-eyed man and his men lit torches in the small courtyard outside.

It was already night.

Luo Zijun and Wang Qiangzhuang and the others came out of the house, while Song Erlang and the others who were waiting outside asked about the situation in hushed tones.

Although they had just overheard some things and knew that the playboy had indeed cured the patient in the room, they still didn't know exactly what had happened inside.

"What? They just chopped off that man's right leg?"

"Use a red-hot iron knife to burn the meat?"

"And you even asked them for five thousand taels of silver?"

"You forcibly took the gold bracelet from that girl's wrist?"

"This……"

After listening to Wang Qiangzhuang's brief account, the group all looked shocked and incredulous.

"Brother Hua is truly a man of great skill!"

Song Erlang couldn't help but sigh, his face filled with envy and jealousy.

If one didn't have real skills, how could one dare to be so audacious as to threaten someone and forcibly demand payment on their territory at such a critical moment of life and death?

"He does have real skills, but he's just too audacious."

Wang Qiangzhuang couldn't help but comment.

In all her life, she had never seen such a daring and fearless person.

"Hey, what is this place?"

"cell?"

The group suddenly discovered that they had been taken to an underground prison.

The one-eyed man turned his head and said, "We didn't take your lives immediately because that kid is still useful. The fact that you're in jail instead of being hung on a cliff is already a great mercy. If that kid can't cure Master Shui's illness, then you can expect to be beaten to death and thrown off the cliff to feed the sharks."

As he spoke, he ordered someone to open the prison cell and divide the nine men into three groups, locking them in three separate cells.

Luo Zijun realized she was locked up with Xu Ziyin and Lu Yao, and quickly said, "I don't want to be locked up with these two women! Give me another one!"

Song Erlang, who was on the other side, quickly said, "Brother Hua, I'll switch with you!"

The one-eyed man glanced at the two men, locked the cell door, and said, "I like to force people to do things they don't want to do. The more you don't want to do something, the more I want you to do it!"

Song Erlang was taken aback, and quickly said, "I don't like being locked up with women!"

"Oh?"

The one-eyed man looked at him, grinned, and said, "Then come sleep in my room tonight? You're about to die and you're still fanning yourself with a fan. I like flamboyant men like you."

"..."

Song Erlang opened his mouth, then quickly shrank into the corner of the cell and didn't dare to utter another sound.

The lights go out.

After the one-eyed man and his men left, the cell fell silent.

After a while, Yang Yan spoke up: "Do you think that pirate named Red Bird might be here?"

"Who knows."

Song Erlang sat in the corner, listlessly waving his folding fan.

Wang Qiangzhuang had already lay down and closed his eyes.

"It's a bit hot, I'm going out for some fresh air."

Luo Zijun reached out and grabbed the two iron bars in front of her, bent them with force, squeezed through the gap, and walked outside.

Everyone was stunned.

"What are you doing! What are you doing out here?"

Suddenly, a panicked shout and the clanging of swords being drawn rang out from the steps leading upstairs.

Wang Qiangzhuang opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh, "This kid..."

"Please be patient, everyone. When I came in, I noticed that you all have some minor ailments. I also couldn't sleep, so I came to take a look at your health and offer some guidance."

"As you all know, I am a miracle doctor, and my consultation fees are very high. Now I will treat you for free. Anyone who is unwilling can raise their hand."

"Okay, it seems everyone is willing."

"Hey, sir, you don't look well. You're suffering from severe kidney deficiency... Come on, get me a recliner. Let me take a good look at you..."

"You have a lot of blood vessels in your face, your liver must be having problems. Go get a fan and fan me while I prescribe some medicine for you..."

"Hey, you're so young, how come you're bald? Go, prepare some good wine and food for me, and I'll prescribe some medicine for you later..."

The shouts and cries of anger that had been outside just moments before turned into a noisy chorus of people vying for medical help. The way they addressed each other changed from "young man" to "miracle doctor," and their tone became exceptionally respectful and ingratiating.

Inside the cell, Wang Qiangzhuang and the others looked at each other in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)