Chapter 73: Die of Illness Is Better Than Being Killed by Mercy (1/2)

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

“The skill of killing people?” An Rushuang frowned, “Is that also a branch of medical skills?”

Nodding, Bian Wen replied, “The skill of killingmainly instructs the use of poisons. Only a small fraction of people would learn it, and the disciples are often regarded as Physicians of Poison.”

Hearing this, An Rushuang looked even more confused, “Sir, you said I had an intention of killing, then why don’t you teach me how to save people rather than how to become a physician of poison? Sir, aren’t you afraid of me being a killer because of your teaching…”

“Hahahahahaha…”

Before An Rushuang finished talking, Bian Wen began laughing and after a while, he said, “In terms of using poison, it means both poisoning others and yourself. Every time you kill one person, you will also get corresponding retribution. Therefore, if you want to be sustainable , you’d better retain some good wills.”

The matter suddenly became clear in her mind. So the Physician of Poison was not that powerful. That skill seemed to be a double sword.

However, An Rushuang never thought about poison her enemies to death directly, which would be too easy for them. This would also increase the chances of getting the An Family involved and being punished. It’s better to wait and see.

If those people suddenly lost all the glamour and wealth they struggled to achieve, wouldn’t that be more frustrating? Thinking so, An Rushuang couldn’t help curving her lips, “Ok, it’s all up to you, senior.”At the same time, the Second Prince was comfortably drinking with a singer when he suddenly sneezed. The singer at his side affably said, “How are you? Are you okay?” Pushing her away, Zhu Han looked around the warm inner room and felt somewhat uncertain. He couldn’t help frowning.

“Apart from that, I have another thing to ask. If you do not teach me acupuncture, shall I study by myself?” Looking at Bian Wen, An Rushuang felt she was being set up. What was the point for her to hold the the precious needle if no one was going to teach her? Surely it would not mean that she could command the skill only by staring at the medical instrument.

Without making any extra expressions, Bian Wen said in a low voice, “Of course there will be someone teaching you.”

“Who’s that?” An Rushuang was so curious about her future master who could teach venerable master’s leech craft. Thinking so, she could now confirm her master must be so skillful whose medical knowledge would not be less than that of Bian Wen. Besides, there were more than one offspring of venerable master.

Looking at the distance, Bian Wen took a sigh before murmuring, “She was a heretical student of venerable master. She has now established a new sect, called the First Pharmacy. But they only sell medicines. They do not diagnose patients anymore.”

Ye Chengzhi never heard of this during the past. He was so confused, “If so, who should she look for?”

“My junior, Luo Qu.”

An Rushuang turned to Ye Chengzhi who was also at a loss. Apparently he did not know her either.

Nodding, An Rushuang said, “I heard of the First Pharmacy. So are you going with me or…”

“You shall go on your own,” said Bian Wen, discarding her slightest hope, “Go and find her with these silver needles. As for whether she will teach you or not, it all depends on how you behave.”

Bian Wen’s words suddenly shifted all the responsibility to Lou Qu, a person An Rushuang had never met.

Looking at Bian Wen, An Rushuang suddenly didn’t know what to say. After a while, she said, “Fine!”

But An Rushuang was indeed upset. Who knew Lou Qu? Only with a casket, how could she convince her?

After An Rushuang left, Ye Chengzhi asked, “Master, if you have this junior sister, why you haven’t told me about her?”

Taking a deep sigh, Bian Wen did not say anything.

Before leaving, An Rushuang went to see Xiaotao’s mum. Seeing everything going well with her, An Rushuang went away with Hong Yu and Xiaotao.