Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost-Chapter 405: Health Medical Hall, Doctor Wang Appears_1
In Baihe County, at the Health Medical Hall, Wang Linchi rearranged the medicinal herbs on the shelf.
There weren’t many left, but the variety was indeed broad. He also had sources for resupply, and their costs were reasonable.
His recent trip to the mountains to collect herbs was due to the shortage of a rather unusual herb. His fall from the cliff was purely accidental and had nothing to do with any hidden assassin.
After processing, the medicinal herbs would need some time before they could be used.
He then checked the accounts; the medical hall’s finances were quite healthy, with no signs of the financial chain breaking.
The medical hall, including the building and the land, all belonged to Wang Linchi, so he didn’t have to worry about rent.
The business was ordinary, not as profitable as the large medical halls. However, their customer bases were different, so the competition was not significant.
Wang Linchi’s practice was restricted to common ailments like headaches and coughs. He was unable to help with more severe conditions. His earnings were enough to maintain an above-average lifestyle, but wealth and prosperity were out of reach.
Compared to his medical hall, which lacked influential backing, the two larger ones were naturally much stronger. They were supported by a Great Family in the city, which monopolized the medicinal herbs Wang Linchi typically sourced.
Therefore, the little money Wang Linchi earned had no effect on the two major medical halls, and it wasn’t worth them damaging their reputation over such a trivial matter.
After making these arrangements, Wang Linchi opened the medical hall for business.
Currently, he was the only Doctor. Moreover, the previous reputation of the hall was built by his predecessor’s master, making him seem more like an inexperienced and unreliable young man.
Despite his daily presence, people remained skeptical, and business had declined sharply over the past month.
When his predecessor had gone to the mountains to gather herbs, his plan was to process this particular herb and sell it to support the household. Indeed, if business had been good, he wouldn’t have closed the medical hall to customers.
The sight was rather desolate. However, Wang Linchi didn’t care; he no longer needed to eat, so there was no risk of starvation. As long as the medicinal herbs were well-stored, they would not spoil. Therefore, he had practically no living costs.
He planned to gradually reveal his medical skills after he maxed out his secret technique. Although his medical skills hadn’t been demonstrated, he was capable of producing medicines like Aspirin and Penicillin. He wondered whether they would work. If they did, he could become a national medical sage, and his reputation would skyrocket.
As he reviewed his memories, Wang Linchi quickly discovered this world’s Transcendental System.
A special existence called the Spirit Master was known, but becoming a Spirit Master was not easy because it was an innate gift, unobtainable later in life.
In a person’s body, there were Spirit Bones, and in the soul, there were Spirit Veins. When Spirit Bones were combined with Spirit Veins and further cultivated through foundational learning, they formed Spirit Laws. By cultivating these laws, one could become a Spirit Master.
The strength of one’s Spirit Laws depended on the number of Spirit Bones and the quality of the Spirit Veins. While the abilities of Spirit Masters varied, those from the same bloodline generally had similar capabilities. Yes, that was the basis of a Great Family.
The foundation of a Great Family required their successors to possess both Spirit Bone and Spirit Vein. However, possessing Spiritual Bone and Spiritual Meridian did not guarantee one could become a Spirit Master, as many were stuck at this foundational learning stage.
Wang Linchi had not witnessed a Spirit Master enact Spirit Laws, but in this world, there was a saying: Scholars, farmers, workers, and merchants. This ’Scholar’ referred to a Spirit Master. If you wanted to be an official, you had to at least be a Spirit Master. Otherwise, you had no path to power.
Fortunately, although this world had Transcendent beings, they weren’t invincible. They were few in number, and their strength did not greatly surpass others, unlike the vast chasms of power in the Great View World. Even a commoner, whether from a prominent family or a poor one, might give birth to a child with Spirit Bones and Spirit Veins. Therefore, the Court was not solely dominated by Great Families.
As for more, Wang Linchi didn’t know. His information mostly consisted of remnants of his predecessor’s memory. The lives of most people didn’t involve Spirit Masters because there were too few of them. Low-ranking officers and managers were still ordinary people.
There was no underworld, no sects, and no so-called gangs. However, there were still bullies and gangsters, none of which impacted Wang Linchi. Who would needlessly cause trouble at a medical hall, especially one with little profit to be made?
The efficiency is much faster after combining the Soul Forging Method with the secret technique without any restrictions.
At this moment, the Nine Revolutions Golden Core Soul Forging Skill and the Taoist Embryo and Original Infant Spirit Aspect Secret Technique were combined by Wang Linchi into one cultivation technique, which he renamed... he hadn’t thought of a new name yet. He was too lazy to think about it; he just let it be. With the level limitation removed, he had not yet found the upper limit of its effect. The only aspect he could not improve was the evolution capability of the Soul Resemblance, as there were no means for it to evolve further; it inherently possessed an upper limit, and it was its secondary ability that evolved.
"Given the current situation, I should reach the limit in about three months," Wang Linchi mused, looking at his Soul Forging Method and secret technique. Although he had altered them, he simply didn’t have the capacity to accomplish infinite growth.
The restriction on the Soul Kind and the three Saint Masters could be lifted because it depended on Wang Linchi. The stronger Wang Linchi became, the higher the limits would be. However, his cultivation technique required him to create, perfect, and optimize it; it wouldn’t just materialize out of thin air. His knowledge had its limits, and so, his cultivation technique also did.
He sat behind the counter, seemingly dozing off, but in reality, he was helping his game character and its data rules adapt to the world. His level was still Level 1, but his Experience Value had already reached 10 points. He only needed 90 more points to level up his game character. Every level-up represented a qualitative change in his adaptation to the world. And the Experience Value was more like a progress bar.
"Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang, come quick! Something’s wrong with my father!" a young boy’s cry came from outside the medical hall.
Wang Linchi slowly got up and looked at the boy. It was a bit disappointing that he wasn’t the protagonist. Then, he glanced at the middle-aged man lying on a cart, his face ashen and foam at his mouth.
"Poisoned. If you want to save him, bring him in. Let me take a look," Wang Linchi said.
"How... How much will that cost?" the boy asked.
With that question, Wang Linchi understood. They had probably gone to a large medical hall first but couldn’t afford the treatment. Only then did they reluctantly come to his Health Medical Hall; otherwise, they wouldn’t have delayed until now.
"You can pay slowly if he recovers. But let me tell you, my medical skills aren’t superb; there’s a chance I might not save him."
"So, you’d better go to the other two medical halls. If you want me to treat him, we’ll sign a contract to prevent you from causing trouble later."
"If he doesn’t survive, you only need to pay for the medicinal soup. If he recovers, you can pay in installments, but with an additional ten percent."
Wang Linchi couldn’t possibly provide free treatment. If he opened that door, it would not only disrupt the rules among the medical halls but also cause him unnecessary grief. The saying ’a peck of rice is a kindness, but a bushel breeds resentment’ wasn’t false. At that point, if he didn’t provide free treatment, he would be shunned by everyone, and it would wrongly be seen as his fault.
He never underestimated human nature.
The boy hesitated, looking at his father, who was still conscious. The boy was worried that if the treatment failed, they would still have to pay, which would be a huge loss.
"Treat him!" the middle-aged man managed to croak out, mustering all his strength.
Wang Linchi did not respond and instead leisurely began to write a contract. With many people watching, the boy had no choice but to carry his father into Wang Linchi’s medical hall. Wang Linchi handed over the completed contract.
"Can you read?" Wang Linchi asked.
"No, I can’t," the boy replied honestly.
"Then provide your handprints," Wang Linchi said, taking out an ink pad. The medical hall was fully equipped; contracts like these were not uncommon, merely a means to protect his own interests.
Under Wang Linchi’s direction, the boy and the middle-aged man pressed their handprints. Only after Wang Linchi collected and stored the contract did he begin to diagnose the middle-aged man. The medical knowledge inherited from his predecessor included the corresponding symptoms and their remedies.
"If you had come an hour earlier, a bowl of medicinal soup would have sufficed. But now, the Toxin has entered the organs. Even though it isn’t deep, a strong medicine is required as a catalyst, to be taken in three doses," Wang Linchi explained, then added, "It’s very expensive."
"Do it!" In the face of death, the middle-aged man wasn’t concerned about the cost.
Wang Linchi then wrote another contract, not immediately going to fetch the herbs: "The total consultation fee and medicine cost will be..."
This was an installment payment agreement, prepared in triplicate. After they had signed it, the agreement would be sent to the government for record-keeping. The current rules favored Wang Linchi, so he naturally made use of them.
Only after these tasks were completed did Wang Linchi get up to prepare the medicine.
