Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 203 Sacrifice is a virtue

Fifteen minutes later, Asclepius covered the black eye socket on the left side, a rare look of astonishment on his face that lacked any emotion.

 “Why are you beating me?”

 “Resist arrest!”

 “Am I guilty?” The doctor who saved lives and injured pointed to himself blankly, with a stunned look on his face.

“That’s right, the crime of illegal substances causing trouble!”

 Lorne puffed up his chest and answered confidently.

"Illegal manufacture, sale, and dissemination of toxic and harmful substances that endanger public safety will be punished by a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years. If the circumstances are particularly serious, you will be sentenced to more than ten years of hard labor, permanent exile, or death! In view of your illegal behavior, Now, in the name of the Athenian magistrate, I will formally file a lawsuit against you and arrest you!"

“Wait, the crime of illegal substances causing trouble? Why haven’t I heard of this crime?”

“Because I haven’t had time to write it into the code yet.”

Lorne's face darkened: "Poisonine? This bottle is enough to kill a hundred or ten people, right? Are you saying it's not dangerous?"

Lorne glanced at the various bottles and cans in front of him that were filled with various strange organizations and colorful colors. He stepped forward and picked up a bottle that smelled like rat, and asked with suspicion.

 “What about these?”

 “Belladonna rhizome…”

 “Mandrake…”

“Based on all the above reasons, if you are willing to cooperate with the investigation, we will confiscate only the dangerous items in your possession this time.”

　　　…”

Facing this unscrupulous enforcer who was both a referee and a player, Asclepius was speechless for a while with a dark face, and couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

Asclepius argued hard: "It is only used to remove poisons, remove blood stasis, and kill insects..."

This thing is extremely poisonous!

 But upon hearing this, Asclepius felt that he had been slandered and retorted righteously.

"What's this?"

 “The saliva of the dragon of Colchis…”

  In 399 BC, when the great philosopher Socrates was sentenced to death, he chose to drink a poisonous hemlock mixture containing poisonous hemlock and died.

“But, after all, the law has not been implemented yet, and you have good intentions in practicing medicine.”

 “The ergot I cultivated…”

Lorne changed the topic and his tense expression softened.

“Dangerous goods? Where are they? They are good medicines that can cure diseases and save lives!”

He wanted to take action but didn't tell him directly. He even made a special charge for him. I have never seen such a shameless person!

 “Poison hemlock mixed extract.” Asclepius answered without thinking.

Lorne did not answer and continued to point to the row of bottles and cans in front of him.

"stop!"

After taking a few steps, Lorne couldn't bear it anymore and quickly raised his hand to stop Asclepius' self-exposure, his eyes even showing a hint of sadness.

“Stop talking, I can’t even save you even if I want to...”

The gadgets on this shelf are basically all poisonous, and some even come from mythological systems.

Although it is said that medicine is poison and poison is medicine, the courage of the future medical **** in front of us is a bit too bold.

With so many dangerous items piled up together, the whole Athenian people in the city will be lucky if they don’t pay attention.

Finally, after a long search, Lorne's eyes lit up when he looked at the two small bottles containing familiar pink potions in the corners.

“Are these the ones for Stheno and Euryale?”

 “Uh, right…”

 “It’s too much! It’s too much~!”

Lorne had a look of sorrow on his face, and then he stuffed the two small pink medicine bottles into his pocket with dignity.

“How can such dangerous things be given to children to play with?! All of them have been confiscated!”

 This is a tonic…

Asclepius opened his mouth, wanting to tell the truth.

However, looking at the pile of highly poisonous contraband in the room and the face of a certain judicial officer, he finally nodded silently and accepted the punishment, adding thoughtful medical advice at the same time.

“It’s best to use it diluted, as it has a strong effect.

 Especially for Gorgons with the blood of Gorgon, the effect is even more significant, because this is a snake medicine configured for them.

And after you, a **** with human blood, use it, the effect should be halved..."

As he said that, Asclepius seemed to have thought of something, and looked faintly at the judicial officer who came to the door opposite.

"You were in there for three days?" "Stop!"

Lorn rushed forward quickly, covered Asclepius's mouth, and looked around cautiously.

Well, just as Asclepius thought, the effect of this thing on him did not last for three days at all.

 In fact, within a day or so, Lorne almost regained consciousness first.

 After all, he had been fed a lot of magic potions by Circe since he was a child, and his poison resistance had long been maxed out.

 The next time...

  Of course it is necessary to [sacrifice one's life heroically] for the innocent victims.

 —Sacrifice is a virtue.

Immediately, Lorne coughed dryly and changed the subject with a wandering look.

 “Where did we talk just now?”

 “Taking experience…”

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“Then let’s talk about the efficacy of medicine?”

 “Let’s try it and experience it…”

Looking at the future medical **** who solemnly took out a small book, Lorne raised his hands helplessly.

Unexpectedly, despite his intellectual curiosity and practical spirit, Asclepius was also a hidden dark man.

“Don’t worry, protecting the privacy of patients is the code of conduct for doctors. Whatever I see and hear, whether there is a business relationship or not, if I think it should be kept secret, I am willing to keep it secret..."

Hearing Asclepius's repeated assurances and being caught, Lorne had no choice but to hold his nose and sit down, and briefly described the general pharmacological reaction.

 Asclepius opened the parchment with great interest and took detailed notes.

However, before the symposium between doctors and patients was halfway through, there was a rapid knock on the door.

 “Teacher Asclepius, what’s wrong! There is a patient in critical condition!”

Hearing the shouts outside the door, Asclepius immediately stopped asking questions, rushed out of the infirmary, and came to the open space outside to conduct examinations and first aid on the patients who came to the door.

Three medical students from the Academy of Athens gathered around and explained the situation in a chattering voice.

This is a father and son who went hunting in the mountains. Originally, they just wanted to hunt some ordinary prey to support their family. Unexpectedly, they encountered a crazy magic pig on the road.

By the time search and rescue personnel found them, they had become what they are today.

At this time, Lorne, who heard the noise and walked out of the door, glanced at the two injured people on the ground with **** necks and chests, and shook his head slightly.

 The aorta has ruptured, the myocardium has been damaged, the heart has stopped, and even the pupils have become dilated. It is hopeless...

To be more precise, they are just two corpses that have not yet cooled down.

 “Get out of the way!”

However, Asclepius just waved his hand solemnly, then took out two lavender potions from his satchel, unscrewed the cork, and poured them into the mouths of the two corpses.

 As the liquid entered the throats, the bone-deep wounds on the two hunters healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What was even more incredible was that after a few breaths, Lorne actually heard the heartbeat from the patient's chest that changed from weak to strong.

When the hunter father and son, whom he defined as corpses, opened their confused eyes and got up from the ground, Lorne was shocked beyond measure.

 An ominous thought suddenly flooded into his mind

 —Elixir!

"You have lost too much blood. It is best not to move around during this period. Stay at home and recuperate patiently. I will prescribe you two potions to replenish qi and blood later. Remember to take them on time and come back for a review in a week. once…"

Under Asclepius's patient instructions, the hunter father and son took the prescription with great gratitude, and were then carried away with full gratitude.

Watching the two patients who had been resurrected from the dead in his own hands descending the mountain smoothly, Asclepius's indifferent face revealed a hint of relief and satisfaction.

 For a doctor, there is no greater joy than overcoming stubborn diseases and saving lives.

Life is beautiful, but it is also so fragile.

 Many times, once physical death occurs, the distance between life and death becomes an unbridgeable gap.

 All kinds of regrets will eventually accompany relatives and friends for the rest of their lives.

For example, the mother who gave him life but never met him has always been a knot in Asclepius' heart that he has never untied.

At this moment, a sudden voice from behind interrupted Asclepius's contemplation.

 “Have you developed that thing?”

"What?"

 “Elixir!”

Lorne’s face was solemn and his voice was low.

 (End of this chapter)