Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

On the day the female constable arrived, Linshui City was sealed off.

However, Duan Yun wasn't too flustered, quietly waiting for the storm to pass.

He hadn't planned to leave so early anyway; running now would only make him more suspicious.

If he could be found despite eliminating the traces so thoroughly, running further wouldn't help. He might as well conserve his energy.

Besides, he hadn't done anything wrong, so why should he run?

He destroyed the Black Bear Gang to avoid hiding, and he killed the magistrate to prevent unreasonable fees. If the female constable insisted on arresting him for this, he wouldn't mind capturing her, locking her in the cellar, and reasoning with her with emotion and logic.

As for whether he was a match for this female constable, Duan Yun wasn't entirely sure.

He couldn't help but analyze that the Black Bear Gang and the experts in the magistrate's mansion were no match for him, and they hadn't even forced him to use "Grasping Sparrow's Tail." This female constable from the Pure Qi Division probably wouldn't be either.

Yeah, even the two sisters combined wouldn't work.

This gave him room to imprison them and reason with them.

Of course, Duan Yun didn't want this to happen.

Imprisoning the female constable made him seem like a villain from 'The Captivity of the Female Constable.' He was a kind-hearted gynecologist.

Since no one was collecting protection fees anymore, Duan Yun opened the door to his pharmacy.

He didn't have much money left, so he wanted to earn a little if he could.

He regretted that he had only focused on eliminating the protection fees and forgot to pick up some money from the dead members of the Black Bear Gang.

Now that the female constable had arrived, it was even harder to collect it, and besides, others had probably already taken most of it.

According to the gossip he heard, after he killed off most of the Black Bear Gang, the few remaining idiots had a falling out over the division of spoils and then disappeared.

Duan Yun looked at the slightly cramped and desolate pharmacy and felt that he was a failure as a gynecologist.

He didn't even have two regular customers.

His father had left too quickly, he was too young, and he wasn't trusted. Plus, gynecology was already unpopular, so it was understandable that there weren't many customers.

Thinking of the effects of the Jade Sword Stance and breathing exercises, Duan Yun was already considering whether to work part-time treating kidney deficiency.

That probably had a larger audience.

As dusk approached, Duan Yun got up to close the door, but as he was halfway through closing, someone rushed into the shop.

"Dr. Duan, my young master invites you to save his life!"

Duan Yun recognized this servant as being from the Zhao family in the west of the city.

The Zhao family's young master and mistress were among his few regular customers.

Before the Zhao family's young mistress got married, her mother had admired Duan Yun's father's medical skills, so she had a good impression of the Duan family's pharmacy since she was a child.

Later, she married the Zhao young master and became the young mistress. When she became pregnant, she didn't dislike that the old Dr. Duan's son, the young Dr. Duan, was inexperienced and had him see her several times.

The day Duan Yun was kicked was after he finished seeing this young mistress and was on his way to buy groceries when the incident happened.

He recalled that most of the respect he felt as a gynecologist came from this Zhao family's young master and mistress.

It could be said that these were the most valuable and important customers in his medical career.

Duan Yun quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"My mistress can't give birth, and the midwife can't do anything. The young master heard you mention the method of cesarean section and has come to invite you!"

The servant was very anxious and looked like he was about to cry, indicating that the situation was dire.

Duan Yun had learned the method of cesarean section, but even his father, old Dr. Gu, who passed down the method, had never performed a cesarean section on anyone. If he wanted to brag, he would have to brag about someone from his ancestors' generation.

But now Duan Yun wanted to try it.

Cesarean section, hemostasis, and suturing were all technical skills, which may have been a huge challenge for him before, but he had now practiced swordsmanship and killed people.

In addition, he had already verified the ancestral cesarean section technique with his previous life's medical knowledge and believed it was not a big problem.

"I said, Dr. Duan, hurry up! If you're any later, the mistress will be gone," the servant said with a crying voice.

Duan Yun didn't hesitate, quickly put on his medical kit, took two knives in his hands, and said, "Lead the way."

The servant quickly ran outside, and Duan Yun followed behind. As they ran, the servant was lifted and carried by Duan Yun.

For a moment, the servant felt like he was riding the waves, and the strong wind blurred his eyes.

Was the young Dr. Duan so fast?

Before long, the Zhao family's mansion had arrived.

"Dr. Duan is here! Dr. Duan is here!" the servant shouted as he trotted.

At this time, a young man in green clothes came out to meet him, looking anxious and said, "Dr. Duan, my wife"

Duan Yun said, "Let's see the situation first."

The Zhao family's young master quickly led him to the room next door.

In the room, a maid and a midwife stood by the bed, their faces covered in sweat, while on the bed was a young woman who was almost unconscious.

Duan Yun looked at the situation and knew that the labor was definitely not enough, so he could only perform a cesarean section.

But he was also a little nervous.

This was, after all, his first time.

Beside him, the Zhao family's young master saw that his wife was dying and anxiously said, "Dr. Duan, what should I do?"

The midwife saw that the doctor invited by the Zhao family's young master was so young and quickly said, "Don't mess around, or you won't be able to save either the mother or the child."

Duan Yun said seriously, "If you drag it on like this, you won't be able to save either one. We need to perform a cesarean section."

"What, a cesarean section?" The midwife looked shocked.

She had delivered babies in the city for so many years and had never heard of anyone using this method properly.

"I'm going to see the mistress!" The midwife said excitedly.

"Shut up."

Duan Yun said a sentence and then said to the Zhao family's young master, "Young Master Zhao, I can't guarantee whether it will succeed or not. You decide whether to do it or not."

The Zhao family's young master wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth, and said, "Do it!"

"Okay, you stay here and have the servants prepare hot water, scissors, sewing needles, and thread," Duan Yun ordered.

Faced with the dying young mistress, he knew that he could not delay any longer.

The blade was baked on the flame, emitting a cold light.

Like when practicing swordsmanship, Duan Yun entered a state of concentration once he started.

The cold blade instantly touched the woman's bulging belly and cut.

Duan Yun's hand was very steady, surprisingly steady. The knife in his hand was very fast, as if a white horse flashed past.

As soon as a cut of about six inches appeared, Duan Yun's hand had reached into it.

Inside the house, the midwife and the Zhao family's young master did not dare to breathe, and the maid had already been frightened and was trembling aside, not daring to look anymore.

Outside the house, the old lady was pacing frantically.

She always felt that the doctor her son had invited was not very reliable.

Too young.

The experienced midwife she invited could not do anything, so what could this doctor who had not even grown his hair do?

But suddenly, a baby's cry suddenly rang out, and the pacing old woman's body froze there.

Was it born?

Was it born?

Skillfully cutting the umbilical cord, Duan Yun was immersed in the feeling of flowing water.

While holding the baby who had just been slapped and cried, he was sewing stitches on the young mistress with one hand.

At this time, he said to the shocked midwife next to him, "Give you the child."

The midwife hurriedly took the child not long before Duan Yun was tying knots in the stitches.

After this practice, Duan Yun knew that some of the plots in martial arts novels were not fabricated, such as after a quick sword seals the throat, it takes a short time for the person whose throat is sealed to react, and then a not obvious blood line will appear on the throat.

As long as the knife and sword are fast and sharp enough, the incision will be very narrow, and even the person will not feel too much pain at the time.

After suturing the incision, Duan Yun began to wash his hands.

Listening to the baby's cry and the relatively calm breathing of the woman next to him, he felt that he was a qualified obstetrician today.

No, not qualified, but excellent!

The Zhao family's young master looked at the bow-tied stitches on his wife's belly and suddenly cried.

Tears of joy.

He and Duan Yun were not familiar. Before, he had let the young Dr. Duan see a doctor because of his wife's intention.

And this time, it was also his wife's intention before she fell into a coma.

In fact, this was a gamble, and it was not easy to bet the lives of his wife and children on a young doctor, and it required great pressure.

Fortunately, they bet right!

The young Dr. Duan is indeed a trustworthy good doctor!

"The lady needs to rest, eat well, and don't catch a cold. I will come to remove the stitches in five days," Duan Yun said gently while taking the pulse.

He could feel the joy of this family.

He was also very happy.

This should be the most fulfilling day of his medical career so far.

This sense of accomplishment reached its peak after receiving the fifty taels of silver for the consultation fee.

The servant saw that Duan Yun was in a good mood after receiving the consultation fee, and he also smiled naively.

Today was really a false alarm. He thought that the lady and the young master were really going to die.

In fact, many things in life are more beautiful than the word "false alarm."

Duan Yun patted the servant's shoulder, congratulated the Zhao family's young master, and left.

It was drizzling, and Duan Yun walked on the road with light steps.

He suddenly found that saving people also made him very happy, even happier than killing people a few days ago.

He couldn't help but think of a sentence that he didn't know who said in his previous life - "Show the heart of a Bodhisattva with thunderous means."

His methods were not thunderous enough, and his heart was not Bodhisattva enough, but he also did what he wanted to do with his own strength.

All these changes were due to the secret book bought for one penny.

Without "Jade Sword True Explanation", he would probably still be a cowardly and surviving gynecologist.

Thinking of the clear and appropriate notes on the secret book, Duan Yun felt a little warmth.

Obviously, the predecessor who wrote the notes was Bodhisattva-hearted and wanted to pass on this secret book, so as to change more people's lives.

He is one of the beneficiaries.

Duan Yun has decided that he will do the same in the future.

He will also preach this "Jade Sword True Explanation", and it is the "Jade Sword True Explanation" that has been improved by his sword genius, which is not weak.

At that time, there will definitely be many good people like him in the world.

In that case, evil will be stopped, and good will be promoted.

Duan Yun walked on the way home, and a prototype of "Medical Benevolence, Cloth Martial World" gradually formed in his heart.

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