"Master, there is a man outside with a broken arm, can I diagnose him?" the now 12-year-old Anya said. It had been a few months since she started learning medicine directly from Ning and had thus started calling him master.
He was also her cultivation master, but Ning didn't want to be called a master by a girl who was in the 3rd Qi condensation realm, since he had only reached the 8th Qi condensation realm and was still a month away from reaching the 9th realm.
"Hmm… sure. But you won't get to treat him if it's anything advanced," Ning said.
"Okay," Anya said as she walked out of the giant room.
The 'hospital' was now huge. After getting a lot of patients, Ning had expanded the facility. Anya was also working in the hospital now and was used to handling patients with non-serious problems.
She did what volunteers did back in Physician's hall.
"So, since his bone is cleanly broken, we can make a healing paste with Abyssal Tree sap and a Bald Turtle's blood essence, right?" she asked. Follow current novels on 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Normally yes. But see that his arm is broken right from the joints? Your paste wouldn't work. Instead, you need Blazing Chicken's Feathers, Spirit Pear's vine, Demon Caterpillar's precious silk, ground-up Tetraheaded snake's skins, Hanging tree's sap, and upside down gourd water. Only that paste can fix his broken arm," Ning said.
"Ah I see, I see," Anya said.
"Alright, go out and treat the rest. I will patch him up," Ning said and started to make a paste using the different ingredients.
He proceeded to treat a few more patients until Anya came to the room and with her were 4 different buffs, barechested men.
"Doctor, are you treating us like crap? We come here to pay and get treated, yet you have a kid who is not even a teen check us. Are you looking down on us?" one of the men said.
Ning was a little surprised at the aggressiveness of the men but said nothing. Instead, he asked Anya, "What's wrong with them?"
"I— I do not know master," Anya said timidly. "They said they had a stomach ache and I checked for it, but I couldn't figure out why at all."
Anya had tears in her eyes cause she wasn't able to diagnose the men properly. "It's okay. Just sit back and I will diagnose them," Ning said.
He called each man forth one by one and checked them. He asked them various different questions and looked for signs of any physical trauma but he couldn't find any.
"From what I can tell, you guys don't have anything serious. If you really do have a stomach ache, just drink some warm water and it should go away in under a day," Ning said.
"Oh, then what about the money," one of the men asked.
"It's a silver coin each for the diagnosis," Ning said.
"What? BullSh*t. You didn't even treat us and you want so much money? I was right, this doctor is nothing but a phony. We should have gone to the proper doctors in the marketplace. They are the righteous ones that don't take unnecessary money from everyone," the man shouted.
Ning was a little surprised by the man's sudden shout. He felt like something was off. 'Ah, I see,' he thought. He quickly checked the men's cultivation. While they didn't have any Qi cultivation, they had body cultivation.
'So that's what is going on,' he thought.
"I am sorry, dear customer. I tried to take money from you for nothing. How about I treat your broken shoulder for free?" Ning asked.
"Huh? Yes, that's more like it. You should— no, wait. My shoulder isn't br— "
"AHHHHH" the man screamed as he had never before. The entire hospital shook from his cries. The other 3 saw that Ning had his left hand tightly grasping the man's right shoulder.
"Hey, what do you think you— "
Before they could even finish their sentences, Ning brought out the sword and pointed right at them. The men got scared seeing the nice-looking sword.
"Y-You won't dare use that. We are from the Red Tiger sect. If you attack us, you will be the enemy of our sect," the men said.
"Oh yeah, why don't you try me and see if your sect will avenge your death?" Ning said.
The men got a little more scared. The man with the broken shoulders was on his knees, crying, desperately trying to remove Nings hands from his shoulders, but he was failing to at every single attempt.
The men started to understand that Ning was strong and not someone they could mess with.
Ning too had only started this trouble after checking their cultivation base. He had seen that they were all about 4-5th level in body cultivation, with the man he harmed having the highest of them all.
By beating him first, he deterred the rest of the gang.
"P-Please spare us," the men said.
"Spare you? Hmm… how about this? I will let you go after treating your stomach ache," Ning said.
"Our… stomach ache? Umm… we don't have any. We— we were just trying to mess with you. We now see that we were wrong and will just leave like that," the men said.
"Nope, can't let you guys leave like that. If I say you get a stomach ache, you get a stomach ache. Choose, do you want to get punched in the stomach by me, or this little girl?" Ning said while pointing to Anya.
"Um… the little girl," they said. It was an obvious choice.
"Alright then, You, come forward," he called a person. The man came forward and stood there.
"Anya, go and punch that man as hard as you can in the stomach," Ning said.
Anya was confused as she didn't know if she could do what he had said. "Umm…."
"C'mon little miss. You can hit me. I am ready," the man said.
Anya finally lost all hesitation and walked forward. She barely came up to the man's chest with her height. She stretched as far as she could and delivered a single, perfect punch to the stomach.