Chapter 15
Chapter 15: The Blazing Sword, Martial Arts Administration!
Translator: yikaii Editor: yikaii
“The Silence Blade wielder, The Master of Deadly Poisons…”
“Are these two really Wang Mazi and Li Si?”
“The Master of Deadly Poisons could poison to death a divine general of the Demon Sect 19 years ago!”
“The Silence Blade wielder once defeated the Azure Dragon Blade wielder?”
The Azure Dragon Blade wielder is a legendary figure ranked third on the 【Northwest Blade Wielders List】, who could reverse-slay a king of beasts with the realm of a great master three years ago. It’s very likely that by now, he has stepped into an even more unfathomable realm of martial arts!
Such characters are legends!
And the divine generals of the Demon Sect must also be master-level figures!
If Li Si and Wang Mazi really are these two…
Then why aren’t they masters now?
And why are they living in a psychiatric hospital?
If Li Si is The Master of Deadly Poisons and Wang Mazi is The Silence Blade wielder, then who is Zhang San?
Who is Zhang San?
“Forget it… Their true identities, what do they have to do with me?”
Casting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind.
Jiang He lay on the bed, chatting with Yun Yanchen on his phone.
Yun Yanchen said that someone had been hired to clean Jiang He’s house and had replaced the furniture and appliances. She also invited Jiang He to dinner, specifically reminding him to change his clothes.
Jiang He agreed and picked out a white sports outfit Yun Yanchen bought for him.
After dressing up.
Standing in front of the mirror.
Jiang He couldn’t help but exclaim, “Clothes make the man, as the ancients truly said… Once out of the psychiatric uniform, my aura immediately elevates.”
It was only just past 2 PM.
Still early for dinner.
Having nothing better to do, Jiang He left the ward and headed straight to the director’s office.
Bang!
He kicked open the door.
Inside the office.
Dean An, who had been intently watching the computer screen, frantically closed the movie and stuffed the tissues from the desk into a drawer before turning red-faced and scolding, “Jiang He, are you sick again?”
“Don’t you know how to knock when entering an office?”
As an experienced “old hand,” Jiang He understood the meaning behind Dean An’s actions.
So, he asked, “Were you watching a movie just now, Dean?”
Dean An tried to maintain composure, nodding his head.
Jiang He was surprised, “I didn’t expect that in today’s world… There would still be such movies?”
Dean An became anxious, “What nonsense are you talking about? I watch only serious movies!”
Jiang He sighed, “Such a pity, the only base city of the Fusang country was overrun by the Eight-Headed Serpent Emperor, and the Fusang people have been completely wiped out. In the future, such movies will indeed become rarer.”
Mentioning this.
Dean An also seemed a bit saddened.
But he soon laughed, saying, “Actually, some Fusang people did escape… Even years ago, some wealthy bosses spared no expense to bring back a group of teachers from Fusang…”
“Once those bosses lose interest, those teachers, lacking financial support, will likely return to their old professions.”
At this point.
Dean An suddenly realized the sensitivity of the topic, “Alright, let’s stop here, talking any further is too sensitive… Why aren’t you staying put in your ward? Why come to me?”
Jiang He didn’t beat around the bush, “Dean, I want to take a leave of absence.”
“Impossible!”
Dean An refused without thinking, “Last time was because Miss Yun of the Yun family vouched for you, but this time you can forget about going out!”
“Dean…”
Jiang He chuckled, “You wouldn’t want the fact that you were watching adult movies during work hours to get out, would you?”
“!!!”
Dean An said, “We are a psychiatric hospital, not a prison… For some patients with lighter conditions, we should make accommodations based on the actual situation… Jiang He, where do you want to go? Do you need me to drive you there?”
Jiang He replied, “No need for you to drive me, I can go by myself.”
He paused for a moment, then added, “Dean, also, I’ve been feeling quite temperamental recently, easily angered, and I’ve been talking a lot. Whenever I see someone, I have the urge to share my thoughts. I think I need to increase my medication dosage, from three times a day to eight times a day.”
“Impossible!”
Dean An’s voice suddenly rose, “This matter touches on my principles. As a doctor, I can’t possibly let my patients medicate recklessly… At most… at most four times a day!”
Jiang He thought it over and nodded, “Alright, four times a day works too. Give me my medication for tonight first, so it won’t delay my medication schedule if I come back late.”
Setting aside three “battles” a day, I can now increase my strength by 190kg a day. If I change the medication to four times a day, I can just make it to 200kg, rounding it off nicely and making it easier to calculate.
Soon, the medication was delivered.
Jiang He left the Dean’s office in a great mood, humming a tune.
Just as he stepped out the door, he encountered a patient.
The patient was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by a family member.
The family member, accompanied by media reporters, loudly said, “I want to complain… I want to complain about the head of this hospital. There’s something wrong with their management. My son has only been here for a month and almost became disabled.”
A reporter, curious, shoved the microphone in front of the patient in the wheelchair and asked, “Can I ask what happened to your legs? Was it due to the wrong treatment by the hospital’s doctors?”
The patient, even more agitated, exclaimed, “I want to complain too… I want to complain about our Chinese teacher. He said there’s gold under a man’s knees. A couple of days ago, when I was idle, I cut open my knee, but I didn’t find any gold!”
“……”
Jiang He, passing by, was speechless.
This is clearly insanity, right?
These media… seriously, are you also sick? Why would you even interview something like this?
After walking a few steps, Jiang He encountered two more people.
Both were wearing black trench coats, walking with an imposing air.
“Wearing trench coats in the heat of summer…”
Jiang He thought, “There really are all sorts of talents in a psychiatric hospital.”
He passed by the two in black coats and headed straight out of the psychiatric hospital.
One of the men in black coats paused, turning back to look at Jiang He.
The other asked, “Zhou Dui, what’s up?”
The one referred to as “Zhou Dui” said, “That kid just now, he had no trace of qi energy fluctuations, but his vitality was extremely robust. When did our Wu City produce such a young physical cultivator?”
The other replied, “Maybe he’s just here to visit someone… Zhou Dui, are you sure those three psychiatric patients are them?”
Zhou Dui said, “Everything matches up… It must be them.”
“Silence Blade wielder Wang Mian, The Master of Deadly Poisons Li Wei, Blazing Sword wielder Zhang Heng… These three were each a renowned figure in The Great Xia twenty years ago. How could they be hiding in a psychiatric hospital?”
…………
Meanwhile,
Jiang He had already gotten into a taxi.
“Driver,”
“To the Martial Arts Administration!”
(End of the chapter)