Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 37: Are you into male love?

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Are you into male love?

"You see what I was saying, good at calculations, right? How many did you slaughter?"

The young man wiped the sweat off his forehead and smiled as he pushed open the gate.

Recently, things have been rather calm; perhaps it’s because everyone knows about the death of Mr. Xue’s beloved son, the whole county has quieted down a bit, and Xue Ming hasn’t continued to trouble Jiang Feng as the Lord County Magistrate said.

But this made him somewhat anxious.

According to the normal script, shouldn’t he just slightly provoke the Xue family, making them furious and desperate to eliminate him at all costs, only to be caught by the Lord County Magistrate and the Yan Family, and finally be completely eradicated?

"Indeed, novels are all deceptive."

Being able to start from scratch locally, stand firm, and possess such influence, how could anyone be simple-minded? However, he didn’t expect such a low-level tactic to eradicate the Xue family. Considering the current situation, he and the other party have reached a point where it’s do or die, just waiting to see who would make the first move.

In three days’ time, apart from tinkering at home and researching his unique abilities daily, he planned how to resolve this matter. The feud with the Xue family wouldn’t likely end soon, especially since the Lord County Magistrate had just intervened.

What urgently pressed on him was that assassin.

"Ten Silver, that person is quite generous with their spending, but the injuries weren’t severe—just the face and body scratched by iron. I don’t know why they delayed seeking medical attention until several days later; the wounds were already festering."

He greeted Mr. Zhou warmly as he entered the house.

He courteously poured tea. The old man before him was surnamed Zhou, but his first name wasn’t very clear to him. Generally, he would address him as Mr. Zhou. He was cheerful, good-tempered, patient, not rigid, and approachable, much like an old mischievous child.

The reason for his politeness was naturally that Mr. Zhou had saved his life. When someone dragged him up from the cliff initially, if it weren’t for this old man reviving him, he would have probably needed to be reborn.

Well, reincarnating nowadays wasn’t a trivial matter given the low birth rates. Maybe his next life would be bound to a place where Buddhism originated.

While sipping tea, the old physician educated the young man before him about related medical knowledge.

"That man was merely scratched by iron and delaying several days caused the wounds to fester and pus to accumulate."

"To treat this, one can cut out the festering part with a Fire Blade, make a new incision to clean inside with heat, then apply medicine and wrap it with gauze for a few days to recover."

"Also, if possible, keep the wound dry to avoid recurrence."

Mr. Zhou was quite serious. He had a good impression of Jiang Feng, not only because he was Lady Yan’s fiancé, but more so because he valued his capabilities.

A few months ago, this young fellow came back from falling off a cliff, barely hanging onto his life. Mr. Zhou had to visit Jiang Feng’s home daily for almost a month, and over time, they became familiar with each other.

Only after getting to know him better did he realize.

This young man was much better than his own grandson.

Especially some ideas proposed by Jiang Feng were eye-opening. For instance, crushing garlic and letting it sit for a while then soaking it in strong alcohol to extract, could produce a medicine which could treat injuries, even festering wounds and slowly heal them.

Although the success rate wasn’t very high and there were strong side effects, preserving life under such injuries was already remarkable. This innovative idea was truly enlightening, but the name Jiang Feng chose for it was a bit unpleasant, something like...

Antibiotics?

Then there were spoiled tofu, and rotten fruits and vegetables, things one would usually discard as unfit even for chickens, yet they could be developed into something effective, as described by Mr. Zhou.

Using poison to fight poison!

"Actually, it’s Mr. Zhou who is talented. Probably within a hundred miles, only you possess the skills to bring people back to life."

"You sure know how to talk, doing much better than my grandson, haha. Come, let me take your pulse and see how you have been recuperating lately."

He voluntarily extended his hand, allowing his rough and wrinkled fingers to rest on the pulse. Feeling the pulse beats, he also reached out to pinch the young man’s shoulders and back, his face showing satisfaction.

For a healer, nothing felt more gratifying than pulling someone back from the brink of death.

"You’re quite robust, for someone else who took such a fall, it would’ve taken years to recover properly. But for you, complaining about a hundred days would be too much."

Mr. Zhou couldn’t help but marvel at Jiang Feng’s constitution, having not seen such a robust young man in a long time. But then, he suddenly mentioned something.

"Hey kiddo, I heard there was some trouble between you and Miss Yan recently?"

"..."

Stroking his beard, though he was quite aged, he was still curious about the gossip amongst the youth.

Mr. Jiang couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

"It’ not really like that, just, sometimes I wander around the brothel, and then the jealousy flares up."

"Hahaha, I knew it! Recently, many neighbors have been discussing this. A few days ago, someone saw Lady Yan, tears streaming from her eyes, running out of your house. Are you not satisfied having such a fiancée? Do you really need to seek thrills in the brothel?"

Although he spoke with a scolding tone in the end, the schadenfreude on his face could not be concealed. Clearly, the old man also liked to stir the pot.

"You already knew yet you still asked deliberately?"

"Why would I not ask when you’re practically living in the brothel." While speaking, Doctor Zhou suddenly shifted the topic, "But you, visiting the brothel daily, how come you’re still a virgin?"

"..."

His expression instantly turned rigid.

"Could it be you have interests in the same sex? Young man, that’s an illness and needs treatment."

Mr. Jiang was rendered speechless on the spot.

Others would definitely not believe Mr. Jiang simply frequented the brothel just to be familiar with faces without doing anything, but Doctor Zhou, being a doctor, could tell he’s still a virgin at a glance.

Not dwelling further on this topic, he shifted the conversation.

"Mr. Zhou, a few days ago I did fortune-telling for you, saying you’d come into a small fortune soon, but you forgot what the person who came to seek medical help from you looked like, what was their last name and first name."

"Hmm? What about it?"

Facing the old man’s query, Jiang Feng simply interlocked his fingers, showing an innocuous smile on his face as he softly replied.

"I also did fortune-telling for him, found out that he might face a disaster involving bloodshed soon and naturally had to give him a heads-up."

Feeling somewhat perplexed, but the old man still answered, "The man is about eight feet tall, thin, with a sallow complexion, prominent brow bone, and long fingers. He looked like a martial artist, his name is..."

"Li Ying."

Jiang Feng simply sat still, his expression calm and confident.

"You could predict that!?"

Staring at Jiang Feng in shock, he naturally didn’t know the secret of this young man who, through Wang Qi’s memories in a dream a few days earlier, had come to know that assassin.

He even knew some of the assassin’s techniques.

Muttering to himself, however the old traditional Chinese doctor didn’t forget his initial purpose, tossing a few oil paper packages on the table.

"Here, the herbs you wanted, I’ve brought them. Just to be clear, I’ve never seen a prescription like this in my lifetime; all these herbs are conflicting and highly stimulating, using them carelessly could cause serious problems."

His eyes lit up.

According to Lu Luo’s advice, a few days ago he had already started preparing the herbs for Body Refining, and even specifically sought out Mr. Zhou, only he didn’t expect to gather them so quickly.

Before Jiang Feng could even finish smiling, a statement directly sent him to Hell.

"Twenty Silver per package."

"... Can you take a look at how much my corneas are worth?"

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