Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

Chapter 12 Cultivation Stagnation, Mysterious Taoist Priest

As time went by, the weather gradually warmed up.

Before we knew it, it was the first day of April.

Shen Han has been acting as a doctor alone for ten days.

During these ten days, the number thirteenth consultation room of Xuanhu Medical Clinic became the most sought-after place in the clinic.

Every day when it opens, the clinic is bustling with customers.

"Dr. Shen's medical skills are both quick and effective."

"Yes, and the price is cheap."

"His treatment plan is particularly appealing to ordinary people like us."

"He saved my mother when she was almost dead."

Praise poured in.

Moreover, doctors from other clinics would also seek Shen Han's help when they encountered difficult or complicated cases that they couldn't solve.

This further enhanced Shen Han's reputation.

During this time, Shen Han intentionally mentored Feng Hao, entrusting him with the treatment of some common illnesses.

Under such care, Feng Hao's improvement was considerable.

"What's going on...?"

After lunch, Shen Han secretly opened the panel, his brows furrowing slightly.

Mirror owner: Shen Han

Cultivation level: Skin Refining

Exercise: Breathing Technique (Completed)

Martial Arts: Basic Fist Techniques (Perfect)

Skill: Medical Skills (Perfect)

During this period, he had his clone practice the breathing technique day and night, and he also gave the clone blood and qi soup every day without fail, but the results were quite unsatisfactory.

It's understandable that one's cultivation level remains at the Skin Refining stage.

After all, breaking through to the Body Refining Realm in a short time is not an easy task.

But the strange thing is that after training for ten whole days, his physical strength hardly increased!

"Where exactly is the problem?"

Shen Han muttered something to himself.

The improvement of cultivation depends on practicing techniques. The breathing technique has been perfected. Logically speaking, the efficiency of circulating qi should be higher. With the addition of the Qi and Blood Soup, the physique should be rising rapidly. So why has it stagnated instead?

Could it be that there are some kind of restrictions on going further up?

That's most likely the case!

Shen Han took a deep breath, gaining a new understanding of the difficulty of martial arts cultivation in this world.

So he had his clone temporarily stop practicing.

Let's go find Guard Zhan in the evening, subtly find out the reason, and then we'll talk about it.

"Young Doctor Shen!"

Suddenly, a strong, resonant voice interrupted his thoughts.

Huang Tie walked into clinic number thirteen with a cheerful smile.

Shen Han hurriedly greeted him: "Elder Huang, what brings you here? Please have a seat."

Feng Hao brewed hot tea for Huang Tie.

"How's it going? Getting used to being a doctor?"

Huang Tie took a sip of tea and smiled.

Shen Han replied, "It's alright, it's alright. Apart from being a little busy, there's nothing else wrong."

"Haha, the capable should do more work."

Huang Tie changed the subject, "However, everyone gets twenty taels a month, but Xiao Shen, you have more work than the other doctors, which is indeed unreasonable."

Shen Han asked in surprise, "What does Elder Huang mean?"

Huang Tie said solemnly, "To be honest, I came here for this very reason. Let me tell you about the clinic's system for outpatient consultations."

"I would like to hear the details."

With Huang Tie's explanation, Shen Han quickly understood.

In addition to seeing patients in the clinic, doctors at the medical center can also go out to visit patients at their homes.

It is important to know that some patients, for various reasons, are unable to come to the clinic in person. In such cases, the doctor has to make the trip.

Naturally, the fees they pay will also be higher.

The clinic has a rule that employees receive half of the commission for each outpatient visit.

"Can I take this kind of job?"

Shen Han asked.

Huang Tiedao: "According to the clinic's custom, one can only be qualified to go out and see patients after three years of being a doctor."

"It will take three years..."

"However," Huang Tie's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "I specifically went to see Master Han about this matter, and he's already given his approval, agreeing that you, Xiao Shen, can make an exception!"

"Thank you very much, Elder Huang!"

Shen Han finally understood Huang Tie's good intentions.

"Xiao Shen, you're such a promising doctor, you absolutely cannot be mistreated. Farewell."

After Huang Tie left, Shen Han turned to Feng Hao: "Brother Feng Hao, are you short of money?"

"lack……"

Feng Hao said with a bitter face, "Senior Brother Shen, I've been wanting to buy a house near the private school in Sanhe County for years, so that it will be convenient for my children to go to school in the future, but I haven't been able to raise the money."

"Alright, you keep an eye out for opportunities to go out for medical consultations, and we'll split the commissions from those visits."

"I see!"

Feng Hao acted immediately, dashing off to the front of the clinic.

Before long, he returned excitedly.

They successfully brought back a medical outreach mission.

"Set off!"

About half an hour later.

Feng Hao, carrying a medicine chest, followed Shen Han to the Sanhe County Government Office.

It turned out that the patient was Xiuhe, the concubine of Magistrate He Guitu, who lived in the yamen. For some reason, Xiuhe suddenly became mute and unable to speak early this morning. She was unwilling to go out to see a doctor, so Magistrate He had no choice but to ask a doctor to come to her house to treat her.

"Senior Brother Shen, this is it."

"Okay, let's go in."

Shen Han revealed his identity to the gatekeeper.

The constable glanced at the two men, said nothing more, and led them to the backyard of the yamen.

"Please have a seat for a moment, gentlemen. Magistrate He will be here soon."

The bailiffs led the two to the reception room.

Tatata!

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a Taoist priest with a bull's nose, exuding a murderous aura, strode over from afar.

He was dressed in a dark yellow Taoist robe, with crooked eyebrows and a gleaming curved knife at his waist.

Is it allowed to bring weapons to the county government office?

Shen Han and Feng Hao exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes, but neither of them spoke.

"Master Xuanyangzi, this way please."

Upon seeing him, the yamen runner immediately bowed and scraped, saying, "Magistrate He is waiting in the inner hall."

"Okay, lead the way!"

Xuan Yangzi ignored Shen Han and the other man, and followed the yamen runner into the inner hall.

I waited for half an hour.

After Xuan Yangzi left, County Magistrate He Guitu finally came out.

He Guitu was dressed in an official court robe, was very thin, and had a strange smile on his face.

"Gentlemen, I'm entrusting Xiuhe to you."

"Magistrate He, there's no need for such formalities. Where is the patient?"

"Please come with me, both of you."

A moment later, Shen Han saw Xiuhe in the room.

She was very pretty, her mouth was wide open, she tried hard to speak, but she couldn't say a word.

Shen Han asked Xiuhe to sit down and took her pulse.

"How is it?"

The road home is urgent.

Shen Han smiled gently and said, "Magistrate He, your wife's inability to speak is only due to a temporary blockage in her Tian Tu acupoint. Once the blockage is cleared, she will recover immediately."

"Then... Dr. Shen, are you able to treat me?"

"certainly!"

Shen Han gestured to Feng Hao, "Brother Feng Hao, get me a silver needle."

Feng Hao handed over the silver needles.

Shen Han then said to Xiuhe, "Relax and lie down, it will be over soon."

He Guitu was somewhat incredulous, but seeing Shen Han's confident demeanor, he gritted his teeth and helped Xiuhe lie down on the bed.

next moment.

Shen Han held the silver needle in his hand and, without hesitation, inserted it into the Tian Tu acupoint on Xiu He's throat.

Noisy!

In just a few breaths, he finished applying the silver needles using his perfect medical skills.

"Cough cough..."

Xiuhe immediately covered her mouth and coughed.

Shen Han brought her another bowl of ginger water and told her to drink it slowly.

Xiuhe did as she was told.

"I...I can speak now?"

After drinking the ginger water, Xiuhe coughed up the juice.

She was both surprised and delighted. She touched her throat and found nothing unusual.

"Dr. Shen, you're amazing! The doctors at your medical clinic truly live up to their reputation!"

He Guitu was greatly excited.

He immediately took out twenty taels of silver and gave it to Shen Han as a consultation fee.

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