Chapter 55: The Fake Becomes Real
After ushering the others out of the room, Lin Yang stood before the young man.
The moment he activated Transparent World, the internal structure of the youth named A Hai unfolded within his mind.
As Lin Yang stood before the youth and activated Transparent World, the internal structure of the boy named A Hai unfolded within his mind.
He could clearly'see' a shadow wriggling in A Hai's chest, like some kind of Parasite entwined around his lungs.
Seeing this thing, Lin Yang had a general idea of what was going on.
This fellow was most likely an unlucky soul.
In the wild, the most dangerous things aren't the visible beasts or Soul Beasts, but these invisible threats.
No one can guarantee they won't fall victim to them.
Whether one can survive after being infected is another story entirely.
However, consider this unlucky fellow fortunate to have met him today.
Lin Yang then took out a test tube containing a transparent liquid from his Soul Guide Bracelet.
He poured the transparent solution directly into A Hai's mouth; within seconds, the previously moaning A Hai instantly passed out.
This was a potent anesthetic that Lin Yang had stumbled upon while experimenting.
It was very ineffective against Soul Masters, but for ordinary people, it would knock them out instantly.
After confirming A Hai was unconscious, the fingernail on Lin Yang's right index finger grew sharp. With a swipe of his hand, A Hai's chest and abdomen were sliced open.
Two smooth Flesh Thorns grew from the wound, directly prying his entire chest open.
Blood flowed from the flesh, but Lin Yang raised his hand to control it, keeping it suspended to one side.
"It seems I need to craft a proper set of surgical tools," Lin Yang muttered to himself.
"Using my hands directly is still a bit unhygienic."
Without the obstruction of blood, the organs beneath the ribs were fully presented before Lin Yang's eyes; he could even clearly see that beating heart.
Naturally, this included the Parasites attached to the lungs.
The Parasites were extremely long and thin, looking like horsehair worms. Over a dozen of these "horsehair worms" were tightly wound around the lungs like iron wires.
The scene made Lin Yang's stomach churn with discomfort.
Nevertheless, he moved quickly, pulling the worms out without damaging the lung lobes.
Once all the Parasites were cleared out, the lungs finally began to expand and contract powerfully once again.
The unconscious A Hai's brow relaxed, and a hint of relief actually appeared on his face.
Next was the suturing.
This step was an even easier task for Lin Yang.
By slightly mobilizing his Soul Power to stimulate the Flesh Thorns, the sliced skin, muscle, and fascia drew together and connected on their own like living things.
Not even a single scar would be left behind.
Afterward, Lin Yang took out another test tube and used a syringe to slowly push the solution inside into A Hai's vein.
This potion could accelerate bodily recovery.
As long as they waited for A Hai to wake up, the surgery would be considered a complete success.
One could say the entire surgical process was so crude it was practically heterodox, but under the Transparent World, every step fell precisely within Lin Yang's control.
He knew how to cut to minimize bleeding points and how to avoid those vital blood vessels.
After all... no one understood the human body's structure better than he did.
Outside the room, the burly young man leading the group was pacing back and forth with slight irritation, glancing toward the room from time to time.
The others were also somewhat silent.
Just then, the door was suddenly opened, and Lin Yang's figure appeared before everyone.
The young man rushed forward in a single stride and hurriedly asked,
"Physician Lin, can A Hai still be saved?"
Lin Yang smiled. "He's fine now!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the young man's clenched fists abruptly loosened. He let out a long sigh of relief and hurriedly thanked him, his voice even trembling slightly.
"Thank you, Physician Lin, thank you!"
The others also stood up one after another, the dark clouds on their faces finally dispersing as each of them broke into a smile.
It was clear that this mercenary squad had a very good relationship.
Then the burly young man rubbed his hands together and tentatively asked, "Then, when can A Hai come out?"
"He should sleep for another half hour. You can go in and see him, but don't be too loud!"
After the few of them entered the room and confirmed that A Hai was indeed fine, the young man came back out.
"Physician Lin, I'm truly grateful to you today," the man said, standing before Lin Yang with a solemn expression.
"In the future, if there's ever anything my brothers and I can do for you, just say the word. We won't hesitate for a second."
"You're too kind," Lin Yang smiled faintly.
During their conversation, Lin Yang learned that the young man was named Kains and was the leader of this mercenary squad.
A Hai was his brother-in-law, who had only recently joined the trade and had run into this trouble on his very first job.
Their squad wasn't large; they mainly took contracts from herb merchants or medical clinics, responsible for escorting herb gatherers into the wild.
Although they earned little, it was stable and safe.
The two of them chatted idly.
Kains gradually discovered that although Lin Yang didn't look old, he was very pleasant to talk to, and his words held no contempt for mercenaries like them.
"Physician Lin, please tell me the medical fee."
"Ten silver coins."
"Alright!"
Kains paid very readily, even feeling that they had gotten a bargain, since the results were immediate.
A Hai would only need to rest for a few days.
Lin Yang didn't even look as he stuffed the small bag of silver coins directly into a drawer.
He didn't lack this bit of money; he only collected it so that his skills wouldn't seem so cheap.
At that moment, a coughing sound came from the room, followed by the noisy chatter of several people.
A Hai was awake!
Lin Yang went over to take a look and found that A Hai's face was still a bit pale, but his eyes were clear.
Kains and the others gathered around to inspect him. After confirming he only had a slight cough and was otherwise fine, they offered another round of profuse thanks.
"That's enough," Lin Yang waved his hand.
"Go back and rest for a few more days. Avoid strenuous exercise."
The group nodded repeatedly, then supported A Hai as they walked out, pouring out a basketful of thanks that made Lin Yang somewhat impatient.
Once it was completely quiet again, Lin Yang returned to the laboratory and began a new round of experiments.
Previously, his study of herbs had been driven by a somewhat utilitarian mindset.
Whether it was for Grandma Su Xi or to get close to Dugu Yan, he needed to possess a certain amount of medical knowledge.
But now, he had actually come to like this feeling of constant trial and exploration among the herbs.
Of course, Lin Yang didn't neglect his Soul Power cultivation; he couldn't put the cart before the horse.
Not long after entering Heaven Dou City, Lin Yang had already broken through to Rank 32, and he clearly felt that his cultivation speed had become "slower."
This "slowness" was relative!
The cultivation efficiency of a Three-Ring was naturally much stronger than during the two-ring, but the volume of the "vessel" that needed to accumulate Soul Power was also growing larger.
Therefore, it took more time.
However, compared to other Soul Masters who could only accumulate through slow meditation, Lin Yang's "Sun Breathing — Total Concentration, Constant State" clearly had a greater advantage.
After the A Hai incident, Kains's squad became regulars at Lin Yang's place.
It wasn't that they were always getting injured, but rather that Kains's mouth would praise Lin Yang wherever he went.
Lin Yang probably didn't realize that the seemingly steady Kains was actually a chatterbox.
"I'm telling you the truth, Physician Lin's medical skills are simply beyond words. Not only is it affordable, but the results are fast," Kains would ramble casually during his free time.
"Take my brother-in-law, for instance. He looked like he was about to stop breathing, but Physician Lin actually snatched him back from the King of Hell's grasp."
"Those Parasites taken out of his body almost made me vomit."
Other mercenaries also pricked up their ears, listening intently.
At this point, someone questioned, "Is that for real? I heard that Physician Lin isn't very old."
No hair on the lip means no reliability in work; this was especially evident in the medical profession.
"Hmph, what was my brother-in-law's condition a while ago, and what is it now? You tell me if it's for real!"
A Hai, standing to the side with a bitter smile, could only nod in agreement.
And so, through word of mouth, more and more people began to visit Lin Yang's small courtyard.
At first, it was just scattered mercenaries with relatively simple injuries, nothing more than blade cuts or poisonous insect bites.
Lin Yang would finish dealing with such symptoms in a few moves and send them away, collecting only a symbolic fee ranging from a few to a dozen bronze coins.
Later, the number of people gradually increased.
There were those with broken legs, those bitten by Soul Beasts, those who had accidentally eaten poisonous grass, and even those whose lives were in peril after being backstabbed by their peers.
Gradually, a queue would occasionally form at the entrance of Lin Yang's courtyard.
The various symptoms allowed Lin Yang's clinical experience to grow with each passing day, and his medical skills also strengthened daily.
Initially, Lin Yang himself didn't feel any change until an herb merchant asked with a beaming smile,
"Physician Lin, take a look at the quality of this batch of herbs. I've saved all the best ones for you."
Only then did Lin Yang realize that he, this "Physician Lin" who was a fake and a fraud, seemed to have gained quite a bit of fame in this area.
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