Museum of Demons

The walls of the hospital heard more sincere prayers and more despair than the church temple.

And indifference.

My mother passed away because of a dystocia, and even her body was not good since she was a child.

When I was a teenager, I went to the hospital far more times than I went to school. I have seen countless pains and quarrels. I have seen the lying elderly still conscious, but my children demanded No longer in hospital, asking to go home for training, arguing about inheritance across the corridor.

I have seen teenagers who go out to work in order to subsidize their families.

Being hit by a collapsing soil wall requires tens of thousands of dollars in treatment costs.

But his father chose to deal with it, and returned home with his son, what can he do when he goes home?

The head has softened, just waiting to die.

I understand that diseases and accidents often come earlier than natural death; I understand that living to old age is almost a luxury ending for mankind.

Until my father died unexpectedly due to alcoholism, I met an old man who nursed me to health.

At that time, I knew that breathing comfortably was so fascinating. It turned out that a healthy body surpassed all the enjoyment in the world. This is the most precious thing in the world.

I have decided, I want to study medicine.

…………

Our work and study, all our struggles and sacrifices are meaningful.

This is what my professor said to us very seriously when he was in the freshman year.

I always keep it in my heart and devote myself to the study of medicine.

Then I became a real doctor——

I am determined to do my best to eliminate human suffering, help perfect health, maintain the sanctity and honor of medical skills, save the dead and heal the wounded, spare no effort, persistent pursuit, and strive for the development of human medicine and health and human physical and mental health for a lifetime.

The progress of mankind is more important than anything else.

……………

Wei Yuan informed the special operations team of the news that someone had used the ancient witchcraft technique.

Then naturally he got the medical records of Su Yuer's roommate Qi Xiangxue from them. He swiped his finger on the phone and saw the doctor who treated Qi Xiangxue. He was a male doctor in his thirties with a fair face and gentle eyes. There is a god, with a sense of persistence and seriousness.

And his resume is even more exaggerated.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a true genius.

Although he is young, he already has high attainments in medicine, focusing on conquering difficult and complicated diseases, and has achieved amazing results. He is regarded as a rising star in medicine and a rising star in the future. Wei Yuan pondered and couldn’t be sure. Is it really what the doctor did?

But at present it can only be used as a breakthrough.

Wei Yuan looked at the top of his resume.

"Zhou Zichang..."

Wu Xian once disappeared from Shenzhou in the Yu and Xia dynasties, and appeared in the world again during the period of the seventh king of the Shang Dynasty. I don’t know what happened at that time. Then, after the Zhou Wu king cut down, the Wu Xian line disappeared completely. No, it will never appear in later lives.

Why does it suddenly pop up now?

Is it because of the rejuvenation of spiritual energy, or some other reason?

Wei Yuan groaned, suppressing these ups and downs for the time being. He can only confirm one thing. Once Wu Xian really reappears, his destructiveness is quite terrifying, and on the other hand, he himself will inevitably become Wu Xian's target of revenge. One.

After all, back then, Yu fought over one by one according to the mountain and ocean classics.

Shan Hai Jing was carved by him again.

It's unreasonable not to revenge.

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows. Before leaving, he greeted Jue and Yu Ji. Jue was learning to paint. Hearing this, he put down the pen in his hand and asked: "Would you like to go out? What are you going to do?"

Wei Yuan noticed the girl's surprised eyes, the clear air of the sky, and her own intuition is quite strong.

"It's okay, just go visit an old friend."

"If it goes well, I will be back today."

Kunlun Mountain and Wushan Mountain, in a sense, have a certain degree of communication. Wei Yuan does not want the goddess to be involved in this matter, and is worried about unexpected changes. Besides, this time I only intend to investigate the situation initially. If the other party is not so difficult to deal with, then Go on it yourself, or apply for fire support from the action team.

If Wu Xian is indeed recovering, it will be trickier.

Then he was not the only one left in Tushanbu back then.

So he smiled and turned away from the subject: "Are you painting?"

Jue nodded, his voice was soft and elegant, and smiled:

"Yes, I have never seen this technique called oil painting before. Let Yu teach me."

Wei Yuan looked at the painting, and sincerely praised: "This cow is really well drawn, and has a strong and fat body. At first glance, he is a good farmer. With the magic in it, is it to draw a picture of a shepherd boy playing a flute?"

Yu Ji opened her mouth, speechless.

The girl was silent. After a long time, her eyes drooped slightly, and she said silently:

"Yuan, this is Qiongqi."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Without changing his face, he said, "Actually, I haven't had a good look in my eyes recently."

"If you take a closer look, it is indeed very strange."

………………

An embarrassing explanation, the ancient Crouching Tiger carried his sword and left in embarrassment.

Boarded the vehicle to the destination.

With modern technology, although the distance between the city and the city has not shortened, the communication is faster.

Wei Yuan was dressed in simple clothes. The sword on his back was put in a box, and then he was concealed with blindfold and other spells so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Then he got out of the car in front of the hospital, which was quite large.

In fact, when you are not in the hospital, it is hard to imagine that there will be so many people around you suffering from illness.

Wei Yuan finds the registration office. In modern society, you can register directly with the APP.

Wei Yuan searched for it, and randomly hung up a doctor's emergency number.

While waiting, he happened to see Doctor Zhou, bowing his head, and eloquently explaining something to a patient. Wei Yuan stood behind Zhou Zichang with a blindfold, followed by silent observation, followed all the way. However, he observed that the doctor was sincerely pacifying the patient.

Its spirit and soul are quite pure.

It's not the kind of person who pretends and is secretly harmful to people's minds.

And Wei Yuan’s simple blindness was not even noticed by the other party. Obviously, he was just a simple doctor, not a monk, and naturally it could not be an ancient inheritance. The sorcerer of Wuxian Kingdom directly made Wei Yuan’s previous speculation appear. A fault, frowned slightly, and immediately guessed, could it be because Qi Xiangxue was taking blood here for testing. During this process, someone was aware of the bloodline problem in his body and was hit?

Although Qi Xiangxue had the blood of a witch, he was just an ordinary person.

If a monk lurked in secret to attack her, she would not have an impression.

While really thinking about it, the doctor Zhou looked at his watch, but a little apologetically talked with the doctors and nurses around him, probably referring to this. At this time, he needs to see the patients participating in the special treatment. He needs to leave early. go with.

Zhou Zichang is a young expert on blood cancer in Ying Tianfu.

And considerable progress has been made.

Many people with this terminal illness will even travel thousands of miles here, hoping that they can get better treatment. At present, many patients have broken through the life limit of blood cancer under normal conditions.

Although it is said that frequent visits by family members are not allowed, it is still a rare hope to keep the family alive, or let yourself live longer, is still a rare hope. Zhou Zichang apologized to his colleagues and nodded and left the hospital. Yuan originally planned to stay here, but Yu Guang frowned slightly when he saw a flash of excitement in the doctor's eyes.

It's not like a doctor facing his own patients.

Wei Yuan groaned, and in a blindfolded state, stepped out and followed Zhou Zichang.

Zhou Zichang got in the car, and never found that there was another person in his car. He drove to the special recuperation and research center for blood cancer patients that he was in charge of. It was donated by social charity organizations and several large enterprises to fight blood cancer. This problem.

Zhou Zichang walked into the academy.

He changed into a white lab coat, and the staff in the research institute respected him.

The young medical expert walked into the elevator and reached the third basement level.

Layers of heavy doors were opened, and Wei Yuan stepped behind him. Before entering the first floor, another door closed, and when the last metal door opened, there was a scream of despair and a weak whisper. The sound rang in the room full of strong smell of disinfectant water.

When being visited, staying asleep, keeping quiet patients were tied up, or blood was drawn, or some special drugs were injected. An old man glared at the young doctor, his face distorted by pain, and said:

"Zhou Zichang, you are crazy, cough cough cough, you are crazy, this is your treatment?!"

Zhou Zichang replied: "Blood cancer cells have the infinite possibility of survival."

He took out the light amber liquid, and said: "If we can crack the infinite division of cells, then humans will not be afraid of death, and many diseases will be solved, and all medical advancements, all scientific advancements, need enough. The comparison of samples is accompanied by mistakes and sacrifices."

"Professor, this is what you taught me."

"Our work and study, all our struggles and sacrifices are meaningful."

The old man who had saved the life and healed the wounded his whole life looked stagnant.

It's like seeing a devil.

His most outstanding disciple, Zhou Zichang, looked at him, and also looked at it on the table, a bronze tripod that was no more than the size of a palm, but simple and vicissitudes of life, with delicate patterns of pill bird, and replied:

"I am determined to do my best to eliminate human diseases and help perfect health..."

"Take no hesitation, persistent pursuit, and strive for the development of human medicine and health and human physical and mental health for life."

"The progress of mankind is more important than anything else."

"For this, sacrifice and struggle are both meaningful and valuable."

The old man was furious and sad, and said: "You only have technology, no medical ethics..."

"How could those entrepreneurs be willing to provide you with funds?"

Zhou Zichang frowned and said:

"Professor, you have to know that not dying is the real profit for those people."

"They can all see how much I will benefit mankind if I succeed, why don't you understand it? Teacher, can you understand it?"

Zhou Zichang looked to the side in the second sentence.

Looking at the faintly shining bronze cauldron, I can see the faint man beside the bronze cauldron, and seeing him wearing a simple robe with a gentle expression. This is his teacher. When he was young, he helped him to improve his body. He knew how important health is and told him that true healers should overcome immortality.

Wu Xuan watched Zhou Zichang.

Looking at this, I want to combine the undying medicine and the terminal illness of blood cancer.

Use the immortal medicine to suppress blood cancer, and then use the characteristics of blood cancer to make up for the disciples who are short of the immortal medicine.

He has a strange feeling. He can feel that everything about Zhou Zichang comes from his heart, but this act of wanting to allow mankind to conquer disease and death from his heart now seems to be extremely evil, but this What does it have to do with him.

Wu Xuan, who hid in this ancient artifact of the Shang Dynasty, had long since paid no attention to it.

He only hopes to recover.

At this time, suddenly, there was wind in this cold and bright place, like an arbitrary wind from the wilderness. It was originally intended to penetrate the patients and observe the current creation of the "immortal drug" and the drug that is in conflict with blood cancer. Suddenly Was all shattered.

Most of the researchers were in a coma.

Zhou Zichang was not in a coma because of the Shang Zhounian bronze cauldron next to him. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the wind. He saw the young man wearing a black buckle shirt, combat boots and a sword in his hand. The latter was watching. The bronze ware has a pattern almost similar to that of the Shang Wang Bronze Jue.

Things of the King of Shang Zhou...

Chaoge map.

After King Zhou, there is no more Wuxian clan.

Wei Yuan faintly grasped something, but was suppressed by anger.

Zhou Zichang faintly irritated, and said: "Who are you?! Why do you want to spoil my research?"

He was truly angry, and strode forward to push Wei Yuan away. The latter frowned, raised his hand and slapped him on the young man’s face, knocking him down and retreating, a white and gentle face instantly It swelled up, eyes staring at Venus, in a daze, while Wei Yuan stared coldly at the bronze cauldron of the Shang Dynasty, and said:

"Wu Xianguo is still the same as before."

"In the beginning, Yu shouldn't just sever the connection between Wushan and the world."

Zhou Zichang was stunned, and Wu Xuan frowned at first, until Wei Yuan shot Zhou Zichang back, still with a trace of indifference and disdain for the later monks, when he heard the second sentence, finally his face was slightly shocked. Looking at the young man, he suddenly felt familiar, something deep in his memory suddenly appeared.

Let this remnant soul's pupils widen--

If you hide this face, only your eyes will leak out.

If you let him change into ancient clothes.

Then it will be very familiar. It was the person who used to hold the jade book and stood beside King Yu, recording the world and everything with a carving knife, and recording what King Yu saw in words.

In the past, in the era of immortality.

The plain man once mentioned the stone carving knife indifferently ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and wrote lines of words on the jade board.

‘There are Lingshan Mountain, Wuxian, Wuji, Wu Tiao, Wu Peng, Wu Gu, Wu Zhen, Wu Li, Wu Da, Wu Xie, Wu Luo. ’

‘The ten witches have since risen and fallen, and a hundred medicines are present. ’

The remnant soul on the bronze almost retreated suddenly, almost instinctively away from the young man.

Even the bronze tremors violently.

Zhou Zichang heard the teacher's dull voice suddenly stagnate, and immediately became nervous and stern:

"It's you?!!"

"How could you still be alive?!!!"

PS: Today’s second update...4,200 words, thanks to Asakusa’s great rewards

I don’t feel good to be cut off. Then, the book has always been fictional, and all the characters are based on the rational development of the plot... I personally respect the doctor very much, and my family is also a doctor... It’s just the witch doctor, the plot arrangement~