NFBE Chapter 233 Fu Hongbo
Chapter 233 Fu Hongbo
The ghost doctor simply placed his hand lightly on the old man's pulse and frowned.
"My esteemed Doctor, I often experience unbearable abdominal pain..."
The Ghost Doctor shook his head: "It's too late to save him. Go back and prepare for your funeral."
Upon hearing this, the old man's eyes widened in disbelief. "Sir, I've only been feeling this way for the past two days. I was perfectly fine before, but a few days ago..."
"Don't you believe my diagnosis?" The Ghost Doctor looked coldly at the old man.
Meeting the gaze of the Ghost Doctor, the old man staggered and nearly fell to the ground. He had heard that the Ghost Doctor was a miracle worker.
Even if a celestial being were to come and save someone who has been condemned to death by the Ghost Doctor, they would be beyond saving!
"The Ghost Doctor already told you to go back and prepare for your funeral. Why can't you understand human language?"
"Yeah, what are you still standing here for? A dying man, he's an eyesore! What bad luck!"
Some people couldn't resist pushing the old man, who, already unsteady on his feet, stumbled and fell to the ground. It took him a long time to recover. "Miracle doctor, miracle doctor, is there really no hope for me? I don't want to die..."
"Who would want to die?" someone sneered. "No one here wants to die. The Ghost Doctor has already said you're beyond saving, yet you keep pestering him. Can you bear the consequences of angering the Ghost Doctor?"
The hook-nosed man said arrogantly, "It's already a blessing from your past life that the Ghost Doctor is even able to take your pulse! Now get lost, dressed in rags and about to die, what bad luck!"
Everyone said something to me.
The Ghost Doctor watched this scene indifferently; it would only dirty his hands to treat these poor people.
"Quiet down, quiet down," the servant snapped, and the noisy square instantly fell silent.
"The Ghost Doctor cannot provide free medical care to everyone, so please don't worry. The Master has prepared a batch of medicinal liquid. If you have any headaches or fevers, just take this liquid and you will be cured!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was overjoyed, for this was a medicinal liquid personally concocted by the Ghost Doctor!
"Please, Your Excellency the Ghost Doctor, bestow upon me medicine!"
"Please, Your Excellency the Ghost Doctor, bestow upon me medicine!"
The people watched the ghost doctor with utmost piety and anticipation.
"Cough cough cough!" The Ghost Doctor cleared his throat. "There are only one hundred bottles of this medicine! I'll only recoup the cost of each bottle, which is only ten thousand spirit stones!"
Ten thousand spirit stones!
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Ten thousand spirit stones was not a small sum, but this was a medicinal liquid made by the Ghost Doctor!
"I heard that the Ghost Doctor's bottle of Spirit Gathering Elixir was auctioned for a sky-high price of 30 million. I'm afraid that 10,000 spirit stones won't even cover the cost of the medicinal materials!" Someone in the crowd suddenly sighed.
"I'm doing this for the sake of the people," the Ghost Doctor said with a smile. "Although the cost is more than that, I'll only charge this much! I guarantee honesty and fair dealing. If you don't believe me, that's fine too. There are only one hundred bottles available, and each person can only buy one bottle."
Upon hearing this, everyone's doubts were dispelled.
This is a medicinal liquid concocted by the Ghost Doctor!
Even if you don't need it, you can easily make a profit by reselling it to the black market.
"Master Doctor, please grant me the medicine!"
Many people held spirit stones to buy the medicine, but 10,000 spirit stones was not a small amount. Many people stepped back. Although they were tempted, they were short of money. They couldn't even come up with 5,000 spirit stones, let alone 10,000!
The Ghost Doctor was overjoyed at the sight, but he had to pretend to be calm, composed, and inscrutable.
Indeed, impersonating the Ghost Doctor was the best decision he ever made in his life.
In the past, he would never have seen so much money in his entire life.
They said it was one hundred bottles, but in reality it was much more than one hundred bottles, but these ignorant people wouldn't care at all.
Soon, the medicine was completely sold out, making him a fortune. Most importantly, these people were grateful to him, as if he had done something incredibly good.
"May I ask what the effects of this medicine are?" At this moment, a white figure walked in, the boy holding a rough porcelain bottle in his hand.
This kind of porcelain vase is the lowest quality! Tsk, they can't even spare a penny of the cost.
"It can be used for most symptoms."
"Ghost Doctor—oh no," Fu Hongbo said with a forced smile, his brows furrowed as he sized up the young man.
Is this brat here to cause trouble?
"You can use it for headaches and fevers?" The young man raised an eyebrow. "And it cures everything? Is that right?"
"nature."
Fu Hongbo said confidently.
He then snorted coldly, "If you don't believe me, you can return this medicine. After all, many other people want it."
"That's right, if you don't want it, give it to me."
Immediately someone chimed in, saying that he hadn't managed to grab one either.
"Fire Spirit Flower boiled with water until thick, and you call that your so-called miraculous medicine? It seems the Ghost Doctor is nothing special after all." The young man toyed with the porcelain bottle in his hand, then suddenly looked at Fu Hongbo: "However, the Ghost Doctor's name is renowned far and wide, are you really the Ghost Doctor?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Hongbo's expression changed. This brat was indeed here to cause trouble.
However, he remained completely unfazed, sneering, "Are you questioning His Majesty of the White Tiger Kingdom? I was personally invited by His Majesty!" The implication was clear: you don't even respect the Emperor?
"Perhaps His Majesty has also been blinded by you?" Liu Yue chuckled.
Looking at the hunched old man who hadn't left, he sneered, "The so-called miracle doctor can't even diagnose a simple ailment like intestinal obstruction?"
Fu Hongbo felt a sudden tightness in his chest, and a look of panic flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
His attendants had already spoken up for him: "Where did this brat come from? Men, arrest him!"
Bang! Wu Yan sent the guard flying with a single punch.
"I...Is there any hope for me?" The old man clung tightly to Jun Liuyue's sleeve as if grasping at a straw.
After taking the old man's pulse, Jun Liuyue said, "Hmm." Then she took out a porcelain bottle and handed the old man the pills inside.
"Eat it."
"You'd better think this through. This person is questioning the Ghost Doctor. Who knows what kind of food he's giving you? You might not survive, but die even faster."
Someone in the crowd said with a mocking laugh.
The old man hesitated for a moment, but the next second, he took the pill from Liu Yue's hand and swallowed it whole.
"Poison? Why do you have such a foul mouth!" Mei Niang stomped on the man's foot, and the latter let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"You're asking for death!" The man clenched his fist and punched Mei Niang.
Just as the fist was about to land, Ouyang Chen grabbed the man's fist.
Sensing the oppressive aura emanating from Ouyang Chen, the man instantly resembled a hedgehog with its quills plucked.
"Ah!" The old man who had taken the pill suddenly couldn't help but shout, and everyone around him looked at him.
The old man was clutching his stomach, looking like he was in great pain.
"I told you not to eat things from unknown sources. Now look what's happened. I could have lived a few more days, but now I'm probably going to die immediately..."
Before the man could finish speaking, the old man's hunched body miraculously straightened out.
"No, it doesn't hurt anymore," the old man exclaimed in shock, rubbing his stomach, feeling no pain at all.
Even when there's no attack, there's a dull ache in my abdomen, but right now... there's no pain at all.
Thump! The old man knelt down directly before Jun Liuyue: "Divine doctor, divine doctor! Truly a divine doctor of our time..."
The old man was incredibly grateful that he hadn't questioned the miracle doctor; otherwise, having missed this opportunity, he might have truly had to prepare for his death.
Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief at what they were seeing.
Fu Hongbo never expected that this brat's pills would actually work!
Could it be that this brat is also an alchemist?
Otherwise, how could he tell the composition of the medicine? Indeed, the composition of the medicine costing 10,000 spirit stones was almost identical to what Jun Liuyue had described.
The cost is only five spirit stones.
Seeing that the old man had miraculously recovered, everyone looked at Fu Hongbo with a hint of doubt in their eyes.
How could a renowned ghost doctor determine life or death so easily? Isn't that a bit too hasty?
"This ghost doctor is nothing special."
"Yes, one pill would be enough to cure him, but he said he would definitely die. Isn't that a bit too hasty?"
The crowd murmured among themselves.
At this moment, Fu Hongbo let out a cold laugh.
clap clap.
Fu Hongbo clapped his hands; "What a show! Young master, what good does it do you to smear me?"
“Even the best medicine couldn’t work so quickly. Even my Spirit Gathering Elixir can’t do that! I don’t believe you didn’t know each other before.”
Fu Hongbo was indeed very clever; he dispelled the doubts with just a few words.
"Since when can imposters be so arrogant?" Liu Yue chuckled.
"You are presumptuous!"
The guard scolded.
"Hahaha." Fu Hongbo laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "If I were an imposter... Ah!" Before he could finish speaking, the spirit whip wrapped around Fu Hongbo's waist and whipped him around hard.
The speed was so fast that the guards next to him didn't even have time to react. By the time they came to their senses, Fu Hongbo had already fallen face-first into the mud.
"M-My lord!" The guards were terrified. They were ordered by His Majesty to protect the Ghost Doctor. Now that the Ghost Doctor had been beaten, if word got to His Majesty, even a hundred heads wouldn't be enough to pay off their debts.
"You! How dare you hit me!" Fu Hongbo shouted angrily. Before the guards could step forward, the spirit whip lashed Fu Hongbo, who was lying on the ground, violently—
The next second, Fu Hongbo's teeth hit the ground, knocking out two of his front teeth.
Fu Hongbo was not a useless person without any cultivation, but his mediocre cultivation was completely suppressed by Jun Liuyue, leaving him no chance to resist.
"Ah, my teeth!" Fu Hongbo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
That bitch, that slut!
"Hurry up and save me!!" Fu Hongbo shouted.
But the guards couldn't get close at all; they could only watch helplessly as Fu Hongbo was tortured, tossed from left to right and then from right to left, looking utterly pathetic.
"How dare you! The Ghost Doctor is His Majesty's honored guest! How dare you treat the Ghost Doctor like this!" the guard said angrily. If looks could kill, Jun Liuyue would have died ten thousand times over.
"Oh." The young man spoke lightly, slowly putting away his spirit whip.
At that moment, Fu Hongbo was thrown into the air, freed from his restraints, and fell straight down from mid-air with a crack! The sound of bones breaking rang out.
Everyone: ...