I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 303 School Doctor Bai Buyu (66)

The Fire God's dream can transform one day into twenty-four days, but such dreams require too much magical power, and most high school students are reluctant to use them unless it's a day for inquiring about one's conscience.

Moreover, it can only be used once in a short period of time, so this day will be the longest and most important day for all students.

As the temporary school doctor, Chen Yu sat to the side and watched for a while, and then he realized that senior high school students were really scary.

As a civilized ghost cultivator, one needs to agree with the possessed person on which functions can be used, which functions cannot be used, and the maximum amount of energy that can be exerted within the body before possessing them.

Faced with the ghost cultivator's request to unleash his full power, all the senior high school students roared, "Full power! Full power!"

"If I can't afford cheat codes, I'll use physiological cheat codes! I don't care if you're human or ghost, I just want this gate to heaven to open for me!"

"What use is this crippled body if I can't go to university! If I'm going to break down, I'd rather break down after the college entrance exam!"

"If you can't endure the hardship of the college entrance exam, you'll have to endure the hardship of life!"

"I've worked hard for twelve years, all for this day! Even if I die, I want to die after the college entrance exam!"

Accompanied by resounding slogans, the senior high school students began to train frantically, even constantly begging the ghost cultivators to train their physical bodies to the point of death.

Chen Yu watched helplessly as a student, exhausted from practicing, collapsed to the ground.

But the person wasn't quite dead yet; his primordial spirit had just emerged when Chen Yu stepped forward, grabbed the person's primordial spirit, and forcefully stuffed it into his mouth until he forced it back in.

Accompanied by violent coughing, the high school senior had a brush with death, then downed the concentrated energy potion in one gulp and continued exercising.

A large amount of sweat billowed up, even gathering into a cloud of mist above the auditorium, prompting Chen Yu to exclaim "Wow!"

If I had known you would die so easily, I wouldn't have come up with that idea.

However, Tianyuan's teaching resources are already strained.

In other places, those who cultivate morality can spend money to donate and buy morality; those who cultivate intelligence can burn incense for the God of Literature every day to draw literary energy; those who cultivate physical fitness can give themselves the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Needles; those who cultivate art can have a dream architect customize their dreams; and those who cultivate labor can try to spend money to buy a driver's license.

But Tianyuan can only rely on himself.

Although the college entrance examination is brutal, it is one of the few opportunities for Tianyuan students to change their own destiny and that of Tianyuan.

They must squeeze out all their potential and gamble their lives for a future.

Even if they have to die, they want to die after the college entrance examination.

Watching the high school seniors relentlessly pushing themselves to the limit, Chen Yu could only sigh. Then, he pulled out the pancreas of one of the seniors and, by transferring his lifespan, drew the pancreatitis back into the student's body.

This extraction cost him a year of his lifespan, but he had a lot of positive magical power, and he had cultivated the "Ksitigarbha Longevity Sutra" and "Ksitigarbha Rebirth Sutra" well. After sitting down, he recovered the lifespan he had lost.

He had just sat down when he heard the school doctor next to him say, "Chen Yu?"

Turning around, Chen Yu saw a disheveled woman next to him wearing a white coat, but the coat was covered in red paint.

The other person wore thick black-rimmed glasses and had some freckles on the sides of her nose, which made her look less like a teacher and more like a student.

Moreover, her hair was a mess, and it looked like she had given up on taking care of it.

However, contrary to his slovenly appearance, the other party's Daoist aura was gentle and non-aggressive, and had a reassuring quality.

Taking the outstretched hand, Chen Yu nodded and said, "You are..."

"Bai Buyu, the school doctor at the art high school, specializes in treating epilepsy. I've seen him before at the art high school, but I didn't have a chance to get to know him."

Without letting go, Bai Buyu carefully felt Chen Yu's palm, then asked in confusion, "Strange, your Ksitigarbha Medical Skills are so exquisite, as if you've saved tens of thousands of people. But your hands are those of a body cultivator, the calluses are those of a body cultivator, and there's also a hint of a driver's senses mixed in. So, where did you cultivate such exquisite medical skills?"

"I learned it in my dream," Chen Yu replied earnestly.

"Oh, I see. But why are young people having those kinds of dreams instead of proper erotic dreams?"

"Teacher Bai, if young people can't even control their hormones, what's the point of going to university?"

“That makes sense, but I’ll still listen to my hormones.” Chen Yu and Bai Buyu looked at each other for a while, then nodded, knowing that the other was his type.

After breaking the ice, Bai Buyu stopped pretending.

She pulled out a large bag of spicy strips, scattered them between the two of them, and then slurped them up like noodles, pointing at the person in front of her and saying, "Which one do you think will die first?"

Chen Yu took a bag of spicy strips, pointed at one of the men, and said, "The one on the left looks really strong. Although he looks very muscular, he's just using brute force. His strength doesn't penetrate to his heart, leading to weak heart muscle, insufficient blood supply, and a high risk of sudden death."

"I think so too! Come on, let's count together, three..."

"You two!" the particularly muscular one said, putting down the barbell, "I'm not dead yet!"

"two!"

"do not!"

"one!"

The burly man fell to the ground with a thud, and Bai Buyu immediately stepped forward and, before the man could fall, slapped him hard in the chest.

This seemingly reckless palm strike actually delivered force directly to the opponent's stopped heart, causing it to start beating again.

After making the burly man stand still, Bai Buyu wrote down the medical instructions and said to him, "After you enter the Imperial Banner, stop studying and watch horror movies. It will help strengthen your heart. Watch three a day, and you should be able to watch them without changing your expression or your heart skipping a beat."

"...Thank you, Dr. Bai."

"polite."

Returning to his original position, Bai Buyu said smugly, "How was that?"

"Wow, that's amazing! What kind of medicine does Dr. Bai practice?"

"The Bai family's traditional medical skills emphasize deceiving others if possible, and if you can't deceive others, you can deceive yourself. It doesn't matter whether the other person can live or die, as long as I've written the prescription."

"No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity when I saw Dr. Bai; it turns out we're all pretty much the same."

“It’s different, it’s different. Yours is Ksitigarbha Medical Technique, a legitimate lineage. I’m just a heretical practitioner, not worthy of respect. I worked as a doctor in Fuze City for a while, but I couldn’t make a living there, so I had to come to Tianyuan.”

"How could that be? Doctor Bai's medical skills are so superb, and he's a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could he not make a living?"

"They won't make money. Doctors in Fuzawa don't have a base salary; they rely entirely on commissions. Besides, the Bai family's medical techniques are quite unique, involving more exaggerated movements. The child is a picky eater, *slap*! The child doesn't want to go to school, *slap*! The partner cheats, *slap*! The partner doesn't want to cheat anymore, *slap*!"

"Why get beaten up even though you didn't cheat?"

"Divorce doesn't grant more spiritual cultivation."

"I see."

Looking at the ceiling above him, Bai Buyu lamented, "Look, if you can't make money, your boss will look down on you; if you hit patients, they'll look down on you. I admit that sometimes I just want to hit patients, but you can't just stop paying me my base salary and fire me!"

"I feel that your dismissal was justified."

"And there's more! That guy over there still has five minutes before he suddenly dies. Let me tell you something funny."

Looking at Bai Buyu, Chen Yu felt that the other person's name was wrong.

This guy is such a chatterbox.

But I must say, what the other person said was quite interesting.

It made him want to have a dream about a hospital.

　Sorry, I was working overtime and it's very late. I'm really sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)