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Chapter Eleven The last trace of mercy

Rende Medical Center, Ye Yuan’s undercover repairs without leaving the house for more than ten days, the damaged door was still the same as it was a dozen days ago. The medicinal materials scattered on the ground were still unmanaged, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan, who was in the midst of the cultivation of the strait, opened his eyes and sighed quietly: "The cultivation speed of this life true qi is so slow that it is extremely slow. In the past ten days of cultivation, he has only barely added a strand. Adding the previous one, a total of four strands. However, it is better to spend a cup of tea to treat a patient after more than ten days of hard practice. This is really..."

After more than ten days of in-depth cultivation, Ye Yuan felt the mystery of the true qi of life, but he still didn't understand why the true qi of life can be used to cure diseases, save lives and heal the wounded, and then recover more. One wisp can be consumed, and two wisps can be restored when recovered. The mystery in the middle is far beyond what Ye Yuan can understand now, but Ye Yuan can cultivate spiritual energy, vital energy, and energy cultivation, so he can only cultivate this true qi of life. The real way to cultivate this true qi of life is to cure diseases, which makes Ye Yuan very confused.

Although this power is connected to one's own vitality, it can be said that it is the vitality of a person itself. Ye Yuan's body has no power to a certain extent. The benefit of this is to be able to cultivate a pure soul and maintain the purity of the soul. This should be the direction the soul witch should go. At least now, it is extremely correct for Ye Yuan to maintain the purity of the soul and only cultivate a pure soul.

Doctors have a high status in this world. Although Ye Yuan doesn’t understand the specific status, he understands that doctors among cultivators can all refine alchemy! And the status of alchemists in the cultivation world is nothing to be known.

It is no big deal to appear in this world empty-handed now, and basically no resources are needed. Although the money in the clinic is not much, as long as there is no big spending for a while, it should be enough. But how can we obtain the resources we need in the future? The various resources required for cultivation will become more and more, and the value will be greater. I don’t know how many masters can fly and escape in this world. Most of the resources are controlled by the big forces. How can we obtain them themselves?

Do you want to take the robbery? Stop joking, if you don’t have the strength, you are seeking death! Join the big force?

Considering the inheritance of the soul witch he has obtained and the medical inheritance in this body, Ye Yuan basically did not consider joining any major force, so there was only one best way.

Ye Yuan sighed inwardly: "Become a doctor and a doctor with unparalleled medical skills. No one in any world will provoke a doctor at will. This is the same."

Suddenly, Ye Yuan looked to the direction of the clinic lobby, frowned, and said to himself: "Hmm? I actually found this place. As long as the lowest-level nightmare curse is successfully used, it will have an eighteen-day period. Could it be that someone has died? Is it impossible to bear it in just twelve days? "

Ye Yuan was not worried at all that the other party found him. These people were bullied by these ordinary people on weekdays. Who had never been bullied by the vendors on the street? Ye Yuan, a small civilian clinic, could not get into the other party's eyes. Even if the other party knew that he had offended the master for some reason, he would never think about places like Ye Yuan. It is estimated that in their opinion, Ye Yuan was no different from those vendors who were timid and bullied.

Sensing the noise outside the door, Ye Yuan stood up, walked from the backyard to the lobby in front, and when he walked to the lobby, he saw a skinny and bone-skinned guy with deep eyes and bloodshot eyes like a ghost kneeling there. Seeing Ye Yuan, he bowed without hesitation, his head pounding on the ground and his forehead kept flowing down.

Outside the door, many people were watching the fun, some were reluctant to show their faces, while others showed happy smiles and looked relieved.

The man kowtowed for more than a dozen times in a row before knelt on the ground and looked at Ye Yuan, saying, "Lord Ye, I have offended him before, and I feel deeply guilty. Today I am here to apologize. I hope that the Lord Ye can forgive me. I will pay the things from the Lord Ye, and I will definitely double the compensation!"

As he said that, the guy who was like a ghost looked at the messy lobby and added another sentence: "All the losses of the Lord Ye will be doubled. I just hope that the Lord Ye will not remember the villain's faults, so I will forgive you!"

As he said that, he continued to bow again. Ye Yuan had no expression on his face. He listened to the discussions of the people around him and realized that this guy didn't know what he had done to admit his mistakes, but didn't know where he heard the suggestions. He went to the door one by one to find those who had made grievances and bullies to apologize. It was not the only one who knew that this guy had been wronged.

Looking at the man with guilt, fear and hope in his eyes, Ye Yuan could clearly sense that this guy seemed to have really repented. As he walked over and looked at the blood on the man's forehead, he probably had gone to more than a few of them as simple as this. No wonder so many people watched behind.

Yes, who can really ignore life and death, and who can really ignore this torture that cannot survive or die?

With a sigh, Ye Yuan suddenly felt a hint of pity, and couldn't help but laugh. After laughing, he stopped resisting. People cannot lose the last hint of pity.

Shaking his head, ignoring the next words of this guy who didn't know his name, Ye Yuan said: "Since you are willing to compensate me for my losses, then let's forget about the previous incident..."

After saying that, Ye Yuan turned around and returned to the backyard.

"After that I am not the kind of great witch who completely abandons myself, and cannot do the ultimate extreme. I have my true heart. I am just a person. How can I do either a complete great good or a complete great evil? Even the great witch in the ancient times do great good with great evil. In fact, it is quite good."

As the sky became darker, Ye Yuan smiled, as if he understood a little why the soul witches in the ancient times were all guys who completely abandoned themselves, because it was really difficult to keep their original hearts unchanged. In that era, any judgment that was influenced by emotions might be affected by genocide, and even a little bit of a very weak possibility would not bet.

He took out the little piece of paper scraps left in his sleeves, and Ye Yuan gently pinched them. A little blood that faintly emerged from the paper scraps penetrated out of the paper scraps, and then dissipated with the wind. On the other side, the guy who had only half his life was bowed for another day and apologized to all the people who had bullied and offended on seven or eight streets of Nancheng, and almost had only one breath left.

At this moment, I suddenly felt refreshed, and the feeling that stimulated him to not fall asleep at any time finally dissipated...
Chapter completed!
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