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Chapter 190

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"How is it?"

Looking at Zhang Xinming whose eyes were full of expectation, Fang Qiu snorted, "If it wasn't me, but anyone else, they wouldn't be able to get up without staying in the hospital for at least ten days or half a month! Don't you have any regret? "

"Sure enough, the effect is not bad."

Zhang Xinming nodded and said with satisfaction.

Hearing that.

Fang Qiu was instantly angry.

"Aren't you afraid of killing people?"

He didn't expect that Zhang Xinming could still be so indifferent at this time.

Was human life so worthless in his eyes?

"No."

Zhang Xinming shook his head and said, "Although it's my first time using poison, I'm confident about it. And this poison is actually not poisonous. At most, it will make people suffer a little."

"In the end, it will still promote the body to detoxify. To be precise, this poison is not only harmless but also beneficial to health."

"So, why do I need to feel regret?"

Harmless?

Fang Qiu was stunned and immediately turned to look at Xu Miaolin.

Because he hadn't studied poison, he couldn't be sure whether Zhang Xinming was right or not.

Hearing Zhang Xinming's words, Xu Miaolin suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at Zhang Xinming incredulously, asking, "You are?"

"The highly-skilled doctor is very surprised!"

Zhang Xinming smiled indifferently and said in a low voice, "I'm a poison doctor!"

"A poison doctor? Impossible!!! "

Xu Miaolin was shocked and lost his voice.

Although he had this idea in his mind, he immediately rejected it.

As the deputy director of the School of Chinese Medicine, how could Zhang Xinming be a poison doctor?

How could a poison doctor be the deputy director?

"In the eyes of orthodox Chinese medicine like you, it's indeed impossible."

Zhang Xinming frowned and stared at Xu Miaolin. With a gloomy face, he said angrily, "Because, poison doctors have been pushed to death by you so-called orthodox Chinese medicine!"

Xu Miaolin trembled all over and looked a little guilty.

Fang Qiu looked at the two with a puzzled face.

Now the situation had developed beyond his expectation.

Poison doctor?

What was poison doctor?

He had never heard of it.

And why did poison doctor make Xu Miaolin so shocked?

Most importantly, what about poison doctors that Zhang Xinming said were pushed to death?

There were countless questions in his mind.

Fang Qiu could only stand aside quietly and continue to listen.

"As for me."

Zhang Xinming stared at Xu Miaolin with his eyes wide open and said, "The last successor of Poison Doctor!"

Xu Miaolin shuddered.

He looked at Zhang Xinming in disbelief.

"None of you so-called orthodox Chinese physicians acknowledge poison, because in their eyes, poison is poison and evil. Only your own medical skills are orthodox!"

"Just like the knife, is it guilty? Is the person who uses it guilty?"

"You don't use knives, so you don't allow others to use knives. You even say that you're worried about being used by bad people."

"Bullsh * t!"

At this point, Zhang Xinming snorted angrily and said, "Because of your worries and because I used poison, we poison doctors have been pushed aside by you so-called orthodox Chinese medicine practitioners until I'm the only one left."

"Answer me with your conscience. Have we, poison doctors, ever taken revenge? Was there any complaint? "

"No!"

"Because we know that we are holding a knife in our hands. What we should do is use this knife to benefit the common people, not civil war."

"It's you! You've forced our poison doctors to their deaths!"

The more Zhang Xinming said, the angrier he became.

Xu Miaolin was silent and didn't know what to say.

Fang Qiu looked at Zhang Xinming in shock.

From his words, he could learn a lot of information.

There was actually a poison doctor in the field of Chinese Medicine. It seemed that they were good at fighting poison with poison and curing diseases with poison.

And Zhang Xinming was the last one.

The most important thing was that poison doctors were pushed aside by orthodox Chinese medicine practitioners and there was only one left?!

No wonder Zhang Xinming hated orthodox Chinese medicine so much!

Would Xu Miaolin be shocked?

"You're curious how a poison doctor like me became the deputy director of the School of Chinese Medicine, right?"

Zhang Xinming asked with a sneer and then said angrily, "It's because I have no place to use my skills!"

"Is there anyone in the world who still believes in poison doctors? Now poison doctors are like street rats. I have all my skills, but when the patients need me most, I can only watch and can't do anything. Do you know this feeling?"

"Do you understand?"

"Do you know the pain of not being able to do anything under the helpless eyes of the patients? Do you know that when others hear about poison, they retreat and think that I'm going to hurt people? "

"You don't understand. You can't experience it in your lifetime!"

"And this is what you give us!"

"So, what else can I do?"

Looking at the silent Xu Miaolin, Zhang Xinming said more and more indignantly, "Doctor, tell me, what can I do? What else can I do except embark on the road of official career?"

Xu Miaolin was still silent.

"I can't do anything but embark on the road of official career because what I know is useless. It's even the first time for me to poison people."

Zhang Xinming smiled.

His smile was a little sad.

"I just don't understand."

After a few sad laughs, Zhang Xinming said absent-mindedly, "How did we poison doctors offend orthodox Chinese medicine practitioners? We have a knife in our hands, but not a knife to kill people, but a knife to save people!"

"What's wrong with poison? How many people have my ancestors cured with poison?"

"We can cure some difficult and complicated diseases that orthodox Chinese medicine practitioners can't cure."

"We can use the medicinal materials that orthodox Chinese medicine practitioners can't use. We don't compete with you. Why do you exclude us?"

"Why???"

Zhang Xinming vented his anger and roared.

Neither Xu Miaolin nor Fang Qiu spoke.

They just looked at Zhang Xinming and let him vent.

After a while.

After venting.

Zhang Xinming let out a long sigh. His voice was a little lonely and relieved. He said, "Now my career is over. No matter how hard I work, it's all in vain in the end."

After that, he gave a wry smile.

He stopped sorting out the old books and turned to look at Fang Qiu.

"I'm sorry."

Zhang Xinming said.

"I did poison you and made you suffer. I'm sorry. I sincerely apologize to you!"

As he said, he actually bowed to Fang Qiu.

"You're really amazing. You can still win the first place in the knowledge competition after being poisoned. It can be foreseen that you have a promising future."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xinming reached out to point at Xu Miaolin and said to Fang Qiu, "As a former deputy director, I'll tell you one last thing. Follow this doctor well and you'll succeed."

"You don't have to worry about poisoning."

"After that, I'll go to the Public Security Bureau to plead guilty."

After that.

Zhang Xinming continued to bend over and sort out the old books placed on the ground.

Here.

Fang Qiu was silent.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

All the anger in his heart disappeared. Perhaps after understanding Zhang Xinming's experience, the anger in his heart had subconsciously turned into sympathy.

Aside.

Xu Miaolin had been silent.

Originally, he took the initiative to take Fang Qiu to find Zhang Xinming. But now he couldn't even say a word. He stood aside as if thinking about something.

After a long time, he sighed deeply.

"If you knew it would be like this, why did you do it in the beginning?"

Xu Miaolin looked at Zhang Xinming who was sorting out the books and said.

"Exactly. In the end, it's all in vain. People always understand at the end, but there's no turning back."

Zhang Xinming rummaged through the ancient books for a long time. Then he straightened up from the pile of books, holding a simple old book in his hand.

He stroked it like a treasure.

It was very light, very slow, and very gentle.

Finally, he stopped and let out a long sigh.

He turned to look at Fang Qiu and said,

"I'll give this book to you as compensation for poisoning you. It's your own business whether you want to learn it or burn it. "

As he said, he handed it to Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu took the ancient book.

He took a look.

Two black characters were printed on the grayish-yellow page.

Poison Scripture!

"I've said what should be said and what shouldn't be said. You should go. I won't see you out."

Zhang Xinming's voice came. He had already asked them to leave.

Fang Qiu turned to look at Xu Miaolin.

Xu Miaolin nodded gently.

With a sigh, the two turned to leave.

Walking to the door,

Fang Qiu stopped and thought for a moment. He looked back at Zhang Xinming and said, "If what you said about detoxification with poison is true, you can not confess. I won't pursue it."

"I'm tired."

Zhang Xinming looked out of the window with his back to Fang Qiu. He shook his head gently and said, "I want to find a place to have a good rest and take this time to study what the seniors left me."

Hearing that.

Fang Qiu looked at the Poison Scripture in his hand.

Then he asked, "Why don't you give this book to Li Qingshi?"

"It's not that I don't want to give it to him. It's that he can't afford it."

Zhang Xinming shook his head and said, "After he learns it, he won't be able to bear the pressure from the whole Chinese Medicine circle. He will collapse. So if I give this book to him, it's not helping him but harming him. I'd better let him take the path of orthodox Chinese Medicine."

"You can bear my poison, so you should be able to bear this book."

Fang Qiu nodded and said thank you.

Without asking any more questions, he left with Xu Miaolin.

Walking out of the teachers' dormitory.

Fang Qiu glanced at the Poison Scripture in his hand and then put it in his trouser pocket. He turned to look at Xu Miaolin who had been silent for a long time.

"Do you want to know about the Poison Doctor?"

Xu Miaolin suddenly said.

"Yes."

Fang Qiu nodded in response.

"Well, since he gave you the Poison Scripture, the most precious treasure of his branch, I'll tell you about it."

Xu Miaolin said with a sigh, "In those days, the Poison Doctor did exist, and it was a very powerful school of medicine. As Zhang Xinming said, the Poison Doctor could cure many difficult and complicated diseases that the orthodox Chinese Medicine couldn't cure."

"Then why …?"

Fang Qiu asked.

"Why exclude the Poison Doctor?"

Xu Miaolin shook his head and said, "The Poison Doctor is crazy!"

"In order to test the toxicity of drugs and the symptoms of poisons, they experimented on people. As a result, they poisoned a lot of people."

"Some of them were patients they didn't know about, and the others …"

Xu Miaolin paused.

"What is it?"

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