Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

Qin Ning narrowed his eyes, a half-smile playing on his lips, and stepped forward to grasp the hand of the garrison commander holding the whip.

"Lord Gu is a model of good parenting, truly a paragon in Blood Rain Fortress. Actually, I wanted to stop when you lashed him for the sixth time, but seeing how enthusiastically you were doing it, I just couldn't bring myself to do it."

Commander Gu's face twitched: "Hehehe, young friend, you are truly considerate. My son is unruly, so it's only right that he gets a few more lashes today."

It seems these three people have truly extraordinary backgrounds... Seeing that they are still smiling obsequiously despite the situation, Qin Ning's suspicions deepened.

So... why did they come to save me? It can't really be just because of my limited knowledge of modern Chinese medicine.

Is the power of knowledge so fascinating?

I'm so grateful to my professor, who's 1.78 meters tall and has hair that reaches his calves!

"Lord Yang, let's go."

Qin Ning's voice was light and cheerful. He actually really wanted to see Gu Kexing beaten to death in the street, but that was unrealistic. He was also unsure of how far Physician Yang and his group would go for "knowledge."

Therefore, this is the best outcome for them.

The three of them sustained minor injuries, but Gu Kexing looked like he was about to die.

Under the watchful eyes of nearly a thousand soldiers, the group calmly departed.

Until the very end of the line, Louis Koo's figure disappeared at the end of the long street.

After performing for half a day, Commander Gu finally let out a long breath, bent down and squatted beside Gu Kexing, and whispered:

"Son, don't blame your father. You don't know the background of this Lord Yang. If he wants to... let alone you and me, in less than half an hour, the entire Blood Rain Fortress can be turned into a dead city."

Gu Kexing didn't know if he heard or not. He looked at his father blankly for a moment, then collapsed to the ground.

"Xing'er? Xing'er? Quickly go and get the wound medicine, and also quickly summon the army's medic."

Commander Gu looked anxious and hurriedly shouted, unaware that his son had already been seriously injured by the backlash.

He was still wondering how a mere minor injury could cause such a serious injury to a sixth-rank executioner.

.......

The innermost room on the second floor of the inn.

Qin Ning sat on an elmwood chair covered with a wolfskin cushion and looked around.

The room is decorated in a frontier style.

The wolf skin on the chair, the cow horns and sheep skulls hanging on the wall, the only two eye-catching things are the two potted green plants by the door, which are still blooming at this time of year.

Another thing is the silver cup with cloud-patterned carvings in the hand of Physician Yang, who was sitting opposite him; it looked expensive.

"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Yang Sisheng, courtesy name Boxiu. I serve as a fifth-rank imperial physician in the palace. This is my adopted son, Xu Meishan."

Physician Yang took a sip of tea, introduced the situation softly, and then pointed to the grinning man standing behind him.

People in this world still have writing!

The Imperial Physician... that should be equivalent to the head of the hospital in my previous life, Qin Ning opened his mouth: "My name is Qin Ning, courtesy name... courtesy name Guiyuan."

This wasn't something he made up on the spot; it was a name he gave himself during his teenage years.

"...Why do I feel so embarrassed?"

Physician Yang was unaware of the subtle change in his thoughts.

"Guiyuan... Qin has the meaning of ancient water, you chose a good name."

"On behalf of my senior year of high school, thank you for your praise..." Qin Ning thought to herself, but remained polite on the surface.

"You flatter me."

At this moment, a man whose body resembled a pumpkin hammer come into the room, his footsteps light and silent.

"Godfather, those guests have been moved to other rooms to rest after taking the healing pills."

Physician Yang nodded: "This is my other adopted son, Li Siqin."

The two sides bowed to each other as a greeting.

Then, *smack!*

Two ingots of thirty taels of silver were slapped onto the tea table next to Qin Ning.

It seems they intend to make up for the missing day.

No... you came to save me, it can't really be because of your knowledge of modern Chinese medicine, right? And... why is a city garrison commander so afraid of the Imperial Physician, who is also a fifth-rank official?

Qin Ning still had many questions in his mind, but Yang Sisheng had already put down his teacup and started asking questions.

An hour passed.

Qin Ning's mouth was dry from talking, so he picked up his teacup and gulped it down.

All the theoretical knowledge he had accumulated has been completely drained today.

"I wonder who your teacher is, young friend Qin? These medical theories are quite interesting." Physician Yang sipped his tea leisurely, clearly in a good mood.

"My master is just a village doctor from the mountains. He specifically instructed me not to mention his name when I travel."

Physician Yang nodded without asking any further questions, and then extended an invitation directly.

"I wonder if young friend Qin would be willing to take a position in the Imperial Hospital? With an official position, you won't have to go through so much trouble when you encounter纨绔 (playboys) like Gu Kexing anymore."

They want me to become a royal physician?

Qin Ning's first reaction was to agree.

His experiences over the past few days made him realize that this world is not peaceful.

It wasn't because of the ferocious creature, but because of the people.

The existence of extraordinary powers may have provided some ordinary people with a path to upward mobility. However, it has also widened the gap between the gentry and the common people.

The life and death of ordinary people often depend on the whims of a few individuals.

You might even be killed simply because you're too good-looking.

The allure of an official position is immense for him now.

"Thank you for your kindness, Physician Yang, but I'm used to being carefree."

Qin Ning chose to refuse.

His official position was excellent, and his status as a royal physician was also very good.

However, if you enjoy certain rights, you must also bear corresponding obligations.

Putting aside other things, as an imperial physician, you still have to work regular hours, right? With relatively guaranteed safety, your actions and freedom will be restricted by the Great Xia Dynasty.

What Qin Ning cannot be restricted by is precisely his freedom, because there are still 71 ferocious beasts waiting for him.

Leaving aside the minor evils, let's talk about the major evils whose information is unknown. The Dao Lord once said that, driven by fate and karma, even if he gives up, those evil spirits will one day come to him on their own.

Imagine a scene where you are treating the concubines in the imperial harem, when a ferocious beast resembling a Taotie suddenly descends from the sky. What do you do?

They can't very well call upon the emperor and his 3000 concubines for a palace coup.

So faced with this temptation, he could only say no.

Rejected, Physician Yang put down his teacup, a few doubts lingering in his mind.

According to his observation, the boy was clearly interested in the invitation, and could even be said to have been somewhat eager for it, but the words he uttered were a refusal.

Having experienced such a life-or-death situation, shouldn't one understand just how vast the difference in status truly is between ordinary people and officials...?

"In that case, I will not insist. However, although the trouble has been resolved today, Blood Rain Fortress is still a place of trouble. Young friend, you and your friends should leave as soon as possible." What Physician Yang thought in his heart was completely different from what he said.

Qin Ning scratched his head and told him about the travel permit.

Physician Yang beckoned to Li Siqin behind him: "Go and take care of this matter for young friend Qin."

"Yes, Godfather."

The "transformed pumpkin hammer" quietly disappeared from the house.

Qin Ning stood up and thanked him.

"It was nothing," Physician Yang smiled slightly, fine wrinkles appearing at the corners of his eyes. "These past few days, I've been discussing medical theories with you, young friend. Medicine and poisons have always been intertwined. I wonder if you, young friend Qin, have any insights into poisons?"

Why are you suddenly testing me?