Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

“I heard about it, but in the past half month, Mr. Yang has been willing to treat and prescribe medicine for those poor people who can’t afford medical treatment. This shows that Mr. Yang is not a quack who takes people’s lives lightly.

Moreover, there are so many different diseases in this world, who can guarantee that they can cure a patient?"

Jiang Weichen paused and said, "I went to four other medical clinics, but they didn't want me. The only one, Huichuntang, wanted an apprentice, but they wanted to observe for six years, and I can't wait.

And who knows whether he will teach me his medical skills in six years?"

Jiang Weichen had no choice. If medical books were not unavailable outside, he would have studied them on his own.

Yang Wenshan was somewhat relieved when he heard the first part of the sentence, but when he heard the second part, he said angrily: "After saying so much, it turns out that you came to me because others didn't accept it."

"Mr. Yang misunderstood. I didn't mean anything else. I went to those four clinics first because I'm not from here. I only knew of four clinics before I went there. I only found out about yours after I went there."

A trace of nostalgia appeared on Yang Wenshan's face, and he said, "People are so forgetful. Back then, my clinic saved countless lives and was one of the best in Yangcheng.

I didn’t expect that after just a few years, almost no one knew about it anymore.”

Chapter 31 Mr. Yang has a lot of savings!

After sighing, Yang Wenshan said, "Huichuntang's requirements are not excessive. Even if you want to learn medicine from me, you have to observe for a few years.

Besides, I don't plan to accept any disciples, so just give up on that idea."

How can medical skills be spread randomly? If you don't learn them well and someone dies after being treated, it will affect your own reputation.

Even if one learns well but has bad intentions and uses it to do evil, the impact will be even greater.

Many apprentices never receive true instruction in their entire lives and can only learn some basic knowledge about medicine.

Besides, how could Yang Wenshan have the mind to teach his disciples now?

"Master Yang, since you won't teach me medical skills, then it shouldn't be a problem for you to teach me about the meridians and acupuncture points, right?"

Yang Wenshan looked at Jiang Weichen. He had seen all of Jiang Weichen's behavior during this period.

Every second counted, either he was learning to read and write under the pretext of "testing" Shu Yu, or he was constantly practicing martial arts and doing those strange movements.

Especially the push-ups, which are simply disgraceful.

When Jiang Weichen mentioned teaching the meridian acupoints, he knew what this kid was planning.

"Why are you so determined to practice martial arts? Can't you just be an ordinary person? Why do you have to step into the world of swords and sabers?

Do you think it's easy to survive in the martial arts world? Only a few people travel the world in fine clothes, on horseback and with swords.

Most of them have their heads on their belts, and they might die at any moment."

He has been running a clinic for decades, and many people have come to him for treatment, with all kinds of injuries.

Jiang Weichen certainly knew that life in the martial arts world was not easy, but was he going to give up on himself? Impossible.

"Can ordinary people protect themselves in this world? Can ordinary people avoid being oppressed by others? When ordinary people encounter injustice, is there any justice?

I don't want to put my life in the hands of others. I only trust myself and the knife in my hand."

This is a world of martial arts. Even if an ordinary person has great power, he will not be safe without protection.

Haven’t you seen that Hong Qigong sneaked into the imperial palace from time to time just to taste the imperial food?

Yang Wenshan was about to speak when two people walked in through the door.

One of them held a long knife and the other held a long sword and walked into the health hall.

"Doctor Yang, please pay this month's protection fee."

Yang Wenshan said nothing, went back to the house, took out two taels of silver and handed it to the man holding the long knife.

The man didn't make things difficult. He took the silver and turned away.

"What are they doing?" Jiang Weichen asked the two people who were leaving.

"This East City is the Black Tiger Gang's territory. All the vendors, restaurants, and inns without any connections have to pay them protection fees.

If you don't pay, they'll at best disrupt your business at the door, or at worst rob you and smash your store."

Yang Wenshan has become accustomed to this situation. He has been paying two taels of silver every month for several years.

"It's fine if they're collecting protection money, but this is a clinic, a place to save the dying and the wounded. If they smash and destroy things, won't the government do anything?

Besides, these gangsters are the most vulnerable, how dare they offend the doctor? "

Jiang Weichen didn't expect that a gangster could be so rampant, and it was understandable that they would smash and destroy street vendors.

But a county hospital, a place that saves lives and treats the wounded, was smashed and looted. This is too outrageous.

"That was a few years ago. Now people don't come to me for treatment, so they're not afraid of offending me.

And who says that the reason why gangs can exist is because there are no government officials colluding with them?

As long as there is no major chaos and no one is killed, the government will not intervene.

At most, they would be detained for a few days and then released.”

Jiang Weichen was about to speak when he saw three people walking in arrogantly.

"Old man Yang, please pay this month's protection fee!"

Jiang Weichen looked at Yang Wenshan. Wow, he really had a lot of savings. He paid tribute to several gangs every month and still had money left over for drinking.

Unexpectedly, Yang Wenshan said, "Didn't we just pay for this month?"

"Paid it? To whom? I'm the one responsible for collecting the fees on this street. Hurry up, don't dawdle, don't try to get away with it. If you don't pay, I, the Dark Night Pavilion, will come to trouble you every day."

"Isn't this the Black Tiger Gang's territory? When will they have to pay tribute to the Dark Night Pavilion?"

The leader, a big man with a fat body and a big belly, carrying a hammer on his shoulder, said, "Who said this is the Black Tiger Gang's territory? From now on, this is the territory of my Dark Night Pavilion."

Yang Wenshan doesn't care who he pays protection money to, but he can't pay it repeatedly.

"But the Black Tiger Gang just came to collect protection money."

The big man smashed the hammer to the ground, and the bluestone slabs on the ground cracked instantly.

"I don't care, just tell me whether you will give it to me or not."

Yang Wenshan's eyes were filled with anger and he was holding back his anger, but he still turned around and went back to the house to get two taels of silver.

"Who told you two taels? Five taels of silver a month!"

"You're going too far. The Black Tiger Gang only charged two taels. It would be fine if you charged twice, but you actually asked for five taels?"

"I'll take whatever I say. What's wrong with bullying you? No money? I heard you have a little granddaughter. You can use her to pay off your debt.

Or you could sell your shop, since not many people come here anyway."

Yang Wenshan was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. If he was just an old man, he would never compromise, but thinking of his granddaughter, Yang Wenshan took out another three taels of silver.

After the big man took it, he was satisfied and left with his people to the next house.

"Mr. Yang, look, this is the helplessness of ordinary people."

Yang Wenshan said nothing and turned back to the yard behind.

Jiang Weichen went out for lunch and bought some for Old Man Yang and Yang Shuyu as well.

That old man must be in no mood to cook today.

Afterwards, Jiang Weichen continued to practice martial arts in the courtyard until evening when Old Man Yang came over and said, "I promise to teach you about meridians and acupoints, and I'm even willing to pass on everything I've learned throughout my life to you."

Jiang Weichen was not excited, but asked: "Mr. Yang, tell me your conditions!"

He refused to teach me this morning, but now he is determined to teach me everything he knows.

Jiang Weichen didn't believe it without any other conditions attached.

"Smart, Xiaoyu is the only relative I have in this world. I want you to promise me that if you are able to take care of my granddaughter in the future."

Yang Wenshan looked at Jiang Weichen and stated his conditions.

Jiang Weichen didn't expect the conditions to be so simple, and it was based on the premise that he had the ability?

"Okay, Mr. Yang, I promise you."

After Jiang Weichen finished speaking, he asked again: "Mr. Yang, do you want me to swear an oath?"

The conditions were so simple that Jiang Weichen found it hard to believe.

The change in attitude between this morning and this afternoon is huge.

Could it be that what happened at noon stimulated him?

Yang Wenshan waved his hand and said, "No need, I don't believe in oaths.

Those who are willing to keep their promises do not need an oath to be bound by it, and those who are unwilling to keep their promises will not keep their promises even if they take an oath."

Jiang Weichen smiled and said, "Old Yang is indeed very experienced."

Jiang Weichen didn't believe in any oaths either.

Of course, this does not apply if the person is not trustworthy, but the oath involves someone he particularly cares about.

Some people are fickle themselves, but are willing to keep their vows for the sake of things they care about.

Yang Wenshan didn't say anything more. He had never placed his hopes on Jiang Weichen, a child who was only three years older than Xiaoyu.

Besides, this kid still needs to practice martial arts and venture into the world, so he is even more unreliable.

Just consider this as a fallback.

He is only in his forties and is a doctor himself, so he can take care of his body.

If his son and daughter-in-law had not been framed and killed, he would not have aged so much.

If he hadn't been concerned about his granddaughter, he would have taken his own life to avenge those people long ago.

If he takes good care of his body now, he will have no problem living another ten years or so.

So I didn't put any hope on this kid.

Chapter 32 Changes in the Dao Tower

“Boy, I won’t say much about how you practice swordsmanship, and I don’t know how either.

But if you use the common Taizu Changquan to build your foundation and try to figure it out on your own, then you are making a big mistake."