1707: C1707 Identity

C1707 Identity

"It's already so late, and it's still so noisy! Didn't I say it already? A pale-faced man walked down from upstairs and yelled at the waiter with a grumbling expression.

"Yes. I'm sorry, I'll immediately let them stay here. " When the waiter saw the man, he became flustered and apologized profusely.

"Are you staying in a shop or not? "If you're not staying at the inn, then hurry up and go out. Don't anger the guests upstairs!" The waiter's attitude was obviously the same as when he made a 180 degree turn and asked Zhong Ming in a low and serious voice.

Zhong Ming looked at the man. This man was obviously poisoned! Moreover, this was not some ordinary poison. If he did not treat it, the poison would definitely kill him within three days!

While Zhong Ming was deep in thought, Han Xue'er, who was behind Zhong Ming, quickly nodded to the waiter and said, "Yes, we'll stay here!"

The waiter pulled Zhong Ming and Han Xue'er into the room and walked out.

"This stinking brat, he cheated and acted good! "What are you pretending for!"

"Be quiet, don't disturb my rest!" The man shouted coldly to the waiter.

"Understood, Governor." The waiter apologized repeatedly.

"Zhong Ming, what are you thinking about?" Han Xue'er looked at Zhong Ming, who was sitting on the stool in a daze, with a puzzled expression.

Hearing Han Xue'er's call, Zhong Ming quickly came back to his senses. "Did you see the man that was called by the waiter just now?"

"I saw it. It looks like it's very fierce. You can tell it's not someone to be trifled with with with just by looking at it!" Han Xue'er thought for a moment before saying.

"No …" That person seems to have been deeply poisoned. If no effective treatment is given, that man will die within three days! " Zhong Ming said to Han Xue'er.

"Within three days!?" Han Xue'er took a deep breath and asked.

Just as Han Xue'er finished speaking, a strong coughing sound came from the room next door.

"Yes, in three days." According to his many years of medical experience, his judgement should not be wrong.

"Then... What should we do? That person doesn't seem to be very approachable. " Han Xue'er frowned and said to Zhong Ming after thinking for a while.

Zhong Ming nodded: "I can tell, but we can't just stand by and watch. How about this, you wait for me inside the house, I'll go take a look first and then we'll know."

Han Xue'er could only nod and wait for Zhong Ming inside the house. Zhong Ming then walked towards the room next door.

"Dong, dong, dong …" A knock on the door entered the man's ear.

The man asked cautiously, "Who?"

"Next door." Zhong Ming said plainly.

"What is it?" The man took out a sword from his waist and stood at the entrance as he asked vigilantly.

"Your illness... If we do not start the treatment, within three days, we will definitely die from the poison. " Zhong Ming said directly to the man.

"You …"

"Open the door, sir. I'll go in and show you." Zhong Ming laughed.

The man let his guard down and slowly opened the door.

"It's you?" The man was slightly surprised. Wasn't this the brat that he was reprimanding downstairs?

"That's right. If we don't treat her, then we will do it within three days!" Zhong Ming ignored the man's words and continued to talk to him.

"I came here this time to look for a doctor." The man sighed and said helplessly.

"No company?" Zhong Ming asked in surprise after hearing the man's answer. It was already very serious for a man to be sick like this. In such a serious situation, a man didn't even have a companion.

The man shook his head. "There are a lot of things at the border, so I didn't call anyone to accompany me."

"So, you are a general of the border?" Zhong Ming asked.

The man shook his head.

Zhong Ming nodded and motioned for the man to lie down.

When the man saw that Zhong Ming wasn't a malicious person, he laid down on the bed and started to cough violently.

Then, Zhong Ming took out a few silver needles from his pocket and pierced them into the man's acupoints. The man endured the pain, clenching his teeth as beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead.

"Endure it." Zhong Ming said to the man.

The man nodded.

Not long later, Zhong Ming took out the silver needle from the man's body.

"My guess is right, you are indeed poisoned." Zhong Ming saw that the silver needle had turned black, proving that the poison was spreading inside the man's body.

"Then what should I do?" The man asked Zhong Ming in panic.

Relying on the silver needles, I can only temporarily support you for a short period of time. You won't be able to hold on for too long, if you want to completely recover, you need to buy some medicinal ingredients. Zhong Ming said to the man.

"You are an apothecary?!" The man looked at Zhong Ming in shock. Even the Governor would have to be respectful to an alchemist! After all, apothecaries were the most sacred occupation in the continent.

"Not at the moment..." Zhong Ming laughed.

"Then why are you …"

"I've learned a bit before. If you trust me, you can hand over your life to me. I won't harm you." Zhong Ming said.

The man said helplessly, "Right now, I can only trust you."

Zhong Ming frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I've already stayed in the capital for seven days and searched for famous doctors everywhere. However, they have no way of knowing about my illness." The man sighed.

Zhong Ming nodded. The man's words provided him with two pieces of information. The first point was that the alchemists in the city weren't very skilled. The second point was that he might really be able to obtain a decent alchemist qualification in the Alchemist Competition in a few days.

"Where's the girl next to you?" the man continued.

"She? "She's from the top of the Kunlun Mountains." Zhong Ming laughed.

"The top of Karakorum?"

"It used to be, but now it isn't."

"She betrayed her sect?! This is a capital offense! " the man exclaimed.

"I know, so what? It's just a mere Kunlun peak. " After all, he was the man who had previously defeated several sects.

"You aren't that old, but your tone is still quite arrogant. I still want to advise you that you better stay away from that girl. Otherwise, you will only bring disaster upon yourself!" The man said with a frown.

"I don't have a way out either." Zhong Ming laughed. After all, he had killed someone at the peak of Karakorum.

The man shrugged and didn't ask.

Then he said, "If you need any help, you can find me. At least I can give you a place to stay."0

"Really?" Zhong Ming asked in surprise.

The man nodded, "As the governor, I still have the authority to do so. Furthermore, the people at the top of Karakorum are not good people either!"

"Could it be that there's something hidden at the top of the Kunlun Mountains?" Zhong Ming asked the man curiously.

The man nodded, because Zhong Ming's silver needles had improved the man's body a lot, so he told Zhong Ming slowly: "The top of Karakorum was a pretty good sect in the beginning, at that time, the Xie Ji Sect attacked and built the capital, but thanks to the help of Kunlun disciples, Jianji was able to escape a calamity, but after many years of silence, the Zhiyuan sect also started to get into momentum." The man sighed and said helplessly.

"It got out of hand?" Zhong Ming asked in confusion.

The man nodded his head, "That's right. In recent years, the disciples of the Karakorum Sword League have been committing all sorts of crimes. However, the people of the city don't dare to resist, because resistance is useless."

"Could it be..."

"Listen to me, the Karakorum Savant's current appearance is just like that year at the Evil Machine Sect, and she was also doing some shady business behind the scenes. As for what it is, we don't know." The man sighed.

"So that's how it is, no wonder the Karakorum Savant's reputation isn't very good, this is how it was created!" Zhong Ming sighed and said helplessly.

"What kind of conflict do you have with the people at the top of Karakorum?" The man asked Zhong Ming curiously.

"I killed a golden hairpin disciple from Karakorum!" Zhong Ming laughed.

"A golden hairpin?" The man looked towards Zhong Ming in shock.

"Yes, is there something wrong?" Zhong Ming asked the man in confusion.

"No, it's just that I think your martial arts are very powerful!" The man gave Zhong Ming a thumbs up.

Before he could finish his sentence, the man continued, "Besides, the golden hairpin represents a very high level."

"A very high level?" Zhong Ming asked curiously.

That's right, a metal hairpin is something that I wore when I first entered the top of the Kunlun Mountains, but it's not worth mentioning. Many people are born with iron hairpins on their heads, and after a few years, those who have the ability to stay at the top of the Kunlun Mountains will wear copper hairpins, and those who don't have the ability will naturally throw them down the mountain and find their own way out. The man said.

"So that's how it is. That elder was wearing it?" Zhong Ming continued to ask.

"The elder naturally wears a jade hairpin! I don't know of anyone higher than the elders. " The man's understanding of the situation was limited as well. As he spoke of this, he had indeed reached a point where he was completely ignorant of the situation.

Indeed, compared to a man's understanding, she should understand more about Han Xue'er than a man. After all, Han Xue'er should be the kind of person who grew up on the peak of Mount Kunlun.

Zhong Ming took a pen and paper, wrote the prescription on a piece of paper, handed it to the man and said, "Tomorrow, go buy these herbs, and …" To buy a Pill Furnace! If not … "

"Yes, I understand." The man nodded.

With that, Zhong Ming left the man's room.

"You're back?" Han Xue'er was already lying on the bed in a daze. When she saw Zhong Ming return, she asked.

"Yes." Zhong Ming nodded. Seeing that he had nowhere to stay, he sat on the chair.

"What did the man say?" Han Xue'er asked curiously.

Zhong Ming smiled and said, "Men call themselves the Governors, and they say they can provide us with a place to stay." Zhong Ming cut short his answer.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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