Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Liao Zhong asked, "Have the results come out yet?"

A middle-aged doctor wearing glasses looked up: "Just came out."

The doctor pointed to the CT images on the screen: "The condition of these four children is more complicated than expected. The Gu is not simply attached to the surface of the organs, but a part of it has already invaded the inside of the tissues."

Another doctor added, "The X-ray showed abnormal density shadows in the liver and kidney areas. We performed blood cultures and pathological sections to confirm that there were residual Gu activity in those areas."

Liao Zhong frowned: "If we remove it directly, how significant will the impact be?"

The doctors exchanged glances.

The middle-aged doctor adjusted his glasses: "The poison has invaded deep into the liver. If the affected area is completely removed, the remaining liver tissue may not be enough to maintain normal metabolism."

"Would it be life-threatening?"

"If it's serious, yes."

Liao Zhong remained silent for a few seconds.

A thought flashed through his mind—the Dual-Hand Technique among the Eight Extraordinary Skills is said to be able to perfectly repair this kind of injury.

But nobody knows who has that thing.

He set aside this impractical idea and asked, "Is it feasible to perform the resection in multiple stages?"

The doctors discussed the matter in hushed tones for a few moments.

The middle-aged doctor said, "This needs to be verified. The child is too young, and each surgery is a huge trauma. Moreover, it is uncertain whether the worms will continue to spread during the intervals between surgeries."

Liao Zhong nodded: "You guys do the research first, and come up with a plan."

The doctors responded and continued their discussion around the computer.

Xia He suddenly spoke up: "Could these children practice martial arts with us?"

Everyone looked at her.

Xia He continued, "After practicing the techniques the young Taoist taught me, my control over Qi improved dramatically. After these children practice, will they be able to control the Gu within their bodies? If they can completely control it, will they no longer need to have it removed?"

Liao Zhong turned to Cheng Mo: "Brother Cheng, is that possible?"

Cheng Mo thought for a moment: "Maybe yes, maybe no. I don't know."

Everyone: "..."

Wang Zhenqiu: "Isn't what you're saying just a waste of time?"

Cheng Mo glanced at him sideways and then said, "But we can give it a try."

Liao Zhong's eyes lit up: "Great!"

Cheng Mo held up one finger: "When I teach, recordings are not allowed. Also, this is considered me accepting disciples on behalf of my master. The four children will be registered at Liangyi Temple. Of course, once their parents are found and the treatment is completed, they can return to their families."

Liao Zhong was taken aback.

He had originally hoped to take this opportunity to obtain a set of inherited cultivation techniques, but now it seems that's out of the question.

However, the fact that the four children had the opportunity to eliminate the hidden danger is already the best outcome.

He nodded: "Okay, we'll do it your way."

Just then, a nurse knocked and came in: "Chief Liao, all the test results for the other children are in."

There was no residue.

Very healthy.

Blood tests were normal, liver and kidney function were normal, imaging results were normal, and even trace elements were not deficient.

Liao Zhong slapped Lao Meng on the shoulder with such force that Lao Meng stumbled: "Lao Meng, you're amazing! Your technique is incredible!"

Old Meng pushed up his glasses, his cheeks slightly flushed: "No, no, it's just my job..."

Wang Zhenqiu immediately chimed in, "Brother Meng is awesome! I knew Brother Meng was a true expert!"

Xia He also gave a thumbs up: "Brother Meng is amazing. He cured so many children in just one day."

Cheng Mo clapped his hands: "Old Meng's move was really impressive."

Surrounded by compliments, Lao Meng's glasses fogged up. He took them off, wiped them repeatedly, and said, "It's really nothing...it just happens to be perfect...thank you..."

Liao Zhong patted him on the shoulder again: "What's with the modesty! Just praise him when you should!"

I'm currently reading Chapter 89 of the novel "Collectibles," which introduces the character of recruiting several junior brothers and sisters. I'm completely engrossed in it and can't tear myself away.

Old Meng silently held onto the wall to prevent himself from being knocked down.

……

At this moment, in the headquarters building of NaDuTong in North China.

The conference room was filled with smoke. Several directors sat around a long table, and a projector in front of them was playing a report sent back from the Southwest.

Bi Youlong slammed the report on the table, his voice sharp: "Those people from the Medicine Immortal Society are truly despicable! Even tigers don't eat their cubs, yet they're using their own offspring to raise Gu poison!"

The other directors did not respond.

They had just heard the report—among those thirty-odd children, several were the biological children of members of the Medicine Immortal Society.

After hurling insults for a while, Bi Youlong suddenly changed the subject: "But then again, these children have lost their parents and have nowhere to go..."

He glanced at Chairman Zhao Fangxu.

"Could we consider continuing to observe the physical characteristics of these children? After all, they are special individuals who grew up in an environment tainted by Gu poison, and they have high research value. This would also help us accumulate data for dealing with the likes of the Medicine Immortal Society in the future."

Chairman Su frowned: "Bi Youlong, what are you saying? They are victims, not guinea pigs."

"That's right," Chairman Huang echoed, "The child is innocent, and we can't hold them all accountable just because their parents are scum."

Chairman Fei coughed softly.

Bi Youlong waved his hand: "That's not what I meant, I just feel that resources shouldn't be wasted..."

"Resource waste?" Chairman Su's voice turned cold. "You call this resource waste?"

Zhao Fangxu waved his hand: "Old Bi, there's no need to mention this again."

Before Bi Youlong could say anything more, Zhao Fangxu had already moved on to the next topic.

Bi Youlong remained seated.

Once he was alone in the conference room, he got up and walked towards the chairman's office.

Zhao Fangxu was looking at documents when he saw Bi Youlong enter. He put down his pen and asked, "What is it? Is there something else?"

Bi Youlong sat down opposite him and considered his words carefully: "Old Zhao, I'd like to talk about those kids again."

Zhao Fangxu looked at him.

Bi Youlong said sincerely, "Those children really have no home. We provide them with the best medical care, education, and living environment. This is not abuse, it is shelter. At the same time, conducting some non-invasive, low-risk observational research is perfectly reasonable."

Zhao Fangxu lowered his head and continued flipping through the documents in his hand.

Bi Youlong added, "To put it more grandly, this is for the breakthrough of humankind in Gu poison technology. The more data we have, the more children we can save in the future, and it may even open up a new medical field."

Zhao Fangxu raised his head again, looked at Bi Youlong, and said calmly, "The leaders in the Southwest, South China, and Northwest will not agree to this."

Bi Youlong frowned: "The decisions of the board of directors are simply to be obeyed by those in charge."

Zhao Fangxu shook his head.

He took a document out of the drawer and pushed it in front of Bi Youlong.

Bi Youlong looked down and saw a research report from a biological laboratory in the United States, titled "Long-term tracking and intervention of human Gu poison infection".

Zhao Fangxu said, "MiLiJian has been conducting human research, using all sorts of methods, and has achieved considerable results. We can directly buy their results; why get our hands dirty?"

Bi Youlong stared at the report: "What if they don't sell?"

Zhao Fangxu leaned back in his chair and smiled meaningfully: "Capitalism is all about money. If one person doesn't sell, someone else will. Those labs need funding and they need to survive. As long as the price is right, there's nothing that can't be negotiated."

Bi Youlong was stunned for a moment.

He picked up the report, flipped through it, and seemed to be deep in thought.

Zhao Fangxu stopped talking, picked up his pen again, and continued reading the documents.

Bi Youlong got up, walked to the door, and then looked back at Zhao Fangxu.

Old fox.

He silently said something to himself, then pushed open the door and went out.

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