The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1321 - 1401: None of Your Damn Business
"Yun Long, this person has practiced martial arts, be gentle. I still need to test my Thousand Poison Dispersal on him." The speaker was Yun Shuihan, dressed in white, exuding a fairy aura. His expression was excessively thin, and somewhat indifferent.
Yun Long was somewhat annoyed, "Master, you already have me. My martial skills are unparalleled, how could this mute possibly compare?"
Yun Shuihan’s expression remained unchanged, as cold as frost and snow, "You are kept by my side for your own use, having tested a thousand poisons for me, but your body is too riddled with toxins. It’s better to rest for a while."
Yun Long’s worry turned to joy. "Master, Yun Long knew it. In your heart, I mean this!" He raised a thumb, smiling happily.
When Dong Huiying broke into the south courtyard, she saw Su Lang tied to a rack, his upper garment disheveled, seeping with blood, clearly indicating he had been tortured.
Yun Shuihan held a bowl of thick black liquid, intending for Yun Long to pry open Su Lang’s mouth, "Stop—!"
Dong Huiying came panting, leaning on a crutch. "Poison Doctor has such imposing manners, this is my person. Without a word, you captured him and even want to use him for poison testing. Did Poison Doctor ever ask if I agree?"
"Old Nun, how dare you be so rude!?" Yun Long bristled. He glared malevolently at Dong Huiying, as if he could strip her skin and bones.
Dong Huiying glanced at him, "No amount of rudeness can compare to you master and servant, capturing my man without notice, such domineering behavior is truly unchecked!"
"Ha!" Yun Long let out a cold laugh, and made a move to viciously slap Dong Huiying. Dong Huiying did not dodge, partly because she was too old to avoid or escape, her physical condition not as it was in youth. Moreover, Yun Long practiced martial arts, while she was helpless. Yet, most importantly—"Thunk!"
The slap did not land on Dong Huiying’s face. Yun Long stumbled, suddenly feeling weak in his limbs. He painfully frowned, clutching his chest and collapsing to the ground.
Yun Shuihan glanced coldly at Yun Long, then indifferently looked at Dong Huiying.
She furrowed her brow as if deep in thought, "Heart-splitting Pill, those poisoned with it feel their heart rending. If it’s an ordinary person, they can only endure for ten breaths, but if it’s a martial artist, they can last an incense stick’s time before the poison invades the heart, bleeding from the seven orifices to death, inevitably bearing unbearable extreme pain before dying."
Yun Shuihan scrutinized Dong Huiying for a long moment. Dong Huiying noticed a long knife nearby, struggled to pick it up, and cut the ropes binding Su Lang. Unsure if it was her illusion, when she helped Su Lang down from the rack, his long-vacant eyes seemed suddenly to light up.
Yun Shuihan tossed a pill on the ground. The agonized Yun Long quickly grabbed the pill and swallowed it. After two breaths, his breathing gradually steadied, seemingly feeling much better.
Poison Doctor truly deserves the title; Yun Shuihan’s reputation as Poison Doctor wasn’t unearned. Others would have trouble dealing with the Heart-splitting Pill, but she cured Yun Long with just one pill.
A bewildering smile appeared on her lips, a smile so faint yet made her appear even more heartless. "It seems this Master is one of my kind. From which sect does Master hail?"
Dong Huiying rolled her eyes, holding onto her crutch with one hand and pulling Su Lang with the other, immediately retorting in anger, "None of your business!"
