Chapter 97: Miracle Doctor Yu?
The old man was even more stubborn than Zhang Xiao Qiang had thought. He whisked out a dagger from his bag, it was very small, not even half a foot long. Compared to Zhang Xiao Qiang’s military knife, it was a joke. The old man was definitely not trying to resist, was he? He had a broken leg, what could he do to Zhang Xiao Qiang? There was only one possibility, which was that he wanted to commit suicide, to escape from torture.
Zhang Xiao Qiang was prepared to twist the hand of the old man. He wanted the old man to watch himself bleed to death, to wallow in despair, and regret the day he was born.
However, the next actions of the old man were outside of his expectations. If he wasn’t doing what Zhang Xiao Qiang had assud he would do, it would an that he was too afraid of death, and loved all he had.
The old man didn’t try to commit suicide. Instead, he used the dagger to slice the pants that were soaked red in blood, cutting through the cloth like it was nothing. He then removed a gourd from his bag and poured so powder on the wound. The bleeding stopped instantaneously, while the complexion of the old man turned pale. Upon seeing that the powder had taken effect, he then pulled out a black tal bottle, and poured out a small pill from within, before swallowing it. Soon after, his complexion regained its healthy and rosy color.
The bag of the old man was like the pouch of Doraemon, he pulled out yet another cloth package, and retrieved so brick-sized object with pimples on it. He carefully chipped off a part the size of a peanut, crushing it into powder, and applied it directly to his wound.
Zhang Xiao Qiang had been watching with so interest, and the mont the old man applied that powder, the bloody scent in the air had disappeared. Zhang Xiao Qiang was astonished, this was so miracle shit! With this item, there was no need to fear the accidental attracting of zombies with blood. And he wouldn’t have to fret over the won’s ti of the month.
“What is this?!” He couldn’t take it anymore and ask.
The old man turned to Zhang Xiao Qiang to reveal a smile uglier than a crying expression: “Oh esteed lord! This is handed down for generations from my ancestor. It’s called fishy soil. It can cause a sll that can stir even gods when applied to blood. With water, you can mask your body scent. Even dogs can’t pick it up.”
He stopped and saw there was no change in Zhang Xiao Qiang’s expression, before continuing: “Those man-eating freaks, as long as they don’t get within 7 or 8 ters, they can’t pick up the scent as well. As long as you let go, I’ll give it to you. I’ll even pass you the blood coagulant and the life-saving pill. I will even...”
The old man had not even finished speaking when Zhang Xiao Qiang sent him a kick that knocked him out: “Pei!” He spat bitterly: “You fucking beast, want to spare you?! Not even in your dreams, old bastard!”
He continued to curse as he took off the old man’s bag and picked up the dagger beside.
The dagger was ordinary-looking, and it lacked luster. It didn’t even have any engravings like the Jing Wei Sword, and the entire body of the dagger was starting to turn black. It was as though it had been left forgotten on so shelf for many years. The handle was sothing else though, slightly black and moist, and the texture felt like jade. The longer one held it in his hands, there would be so warmth.
He opened up the bag and the outermost item was so scabbard made from leather. As he assessed it, he could tell the rough workmanship. He inserted the dagger into the scabbard and hung it at his waist, intending to use it as a spare.
The various bags contained nurous pill bottles. Other than the pill bottle containing the life-saving pill, Zhang Xiao Qiang did not recognize the rest. However, at the deepest recess, he managed to retrieve sothing wrapped by tin foil. He opened it and found that there was a layer of oil paper. After peeling the last layer, his eyes went dazed.
“This are bamboo slips?” As he checked out the thing in his hands, he realized that the dozens of bamboo boards were tied together with a thin copper wire. The boards were shiny, and there were so engravings on them. Zhang Xiao Qiang could not recognize the words and surmised that they must be seals.
Since he didn’t understand them, he decided not to waste ti looking. He carried the bag while lifting the old man and walked back to the house. When he entered the garden, he saw Yang Ke’er and Yuan Yi standing by the door without a shred of color on their faces. There were 2 puddles of vomit on the floor, and the sour sll wafted through the air. It seed that the woman in the house had stopped screaming, and Zhang Xiao Qiang felt that his ears had so relief.
Su Qian walked over from the conjoining building, and when she saw the old man of Zhang Xiao Qiang’s shoulder, she was shocked: “Miracle Doctor Yu?” She revealed his background.
Zhang Xiao Qiang was extrely reluctant to enter the house again. He had just caught a re sight of it earlier and his entire stomach had churned. Now that he was standing and looking clearly, he found himself beco even angrier and revolted. The place was so attached room to the kitchen and was usually used to store so beans and potatoes. As long as they were kept well, it would be hard for them to go bad. If they did, they couldn’t be consud, and it would be a waste.
There were so pickle jars in the corner, as well as so corn hanging from the beam. Beneath the corn, there was a simple wooden bed. A 30-sothing woman laid on it, her body stark naked. There was only a tattered cotton on her stomach, while the wooden blanks between her legs had been removed to form a hole, where her buttocks were stuck.
Below her buttocks, there was an old-fashioned spittoon, and the contents were the won’s excrent. The sll was rank and filled the entire room, causing one to feel like vomiting.
The woman was plump, and her skin white. She had shut her eyes while lying there, as though oblivious to the world. The constant screaming had robbed her of all energy as well.
She was in a pitiful state. Zhang Xiao Qiang could swear that he had never seen soone in a worse condition before. Yuan Yi and Su Qian could be said to have lived in heaven. This woman was missing her hands and feet. Both her arms and one leg had been broken, while the remaining leg had nothing beneath the knee. Her once-plump thighs were filled with wounds, with only half of it left. Her bone could be seen, and the half that was left was almost scrapped clean of at. The scene truly caused one’s scalp to be numb.
Where her breasts used to be, there were only 2 bloody wounds. The flesh was revealed, and it was truly horrifying to look. A long bench was beside the bed of the woman, and there happened to be a large bowl of sugar on it. Inside, there was sothing strange and dark, and a plastic funnel was placed beside the bowl, with a stick through it.
“AH!!!!” Behind, Su Qian had scread and imdiately crumpled to the floor. She began to vomit, and the stench in the room had an additional sour layer to it. This place was really not ant to stay in for long.
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