The Greece Antagonist

A quarter of an hour later, Asclepius covered his bruised left eye, his usually expressionless face showing a rare look of astonishment.

"Why did you hit me?"

"Resisting arrest!"

"Am I guilty?" The bewildered physician pointed at himself, his face a picture of astonishment.

"Absolutely, for the crime of causing an incident with illegal substances!"

Luo En puffed out his chest and replied righteously.

"Illegal manufacture, sale, and distribution of toxic and harmful substances, endangering public safety, shall be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years. In particularly serious cases, punishment shall be no less than ten years of penal labor, permanent exile, or even death! Considering your unlawful actions, I now formally bring charges against you in the name of the Athenian Magistrate, and proceed with your arrest!"

"Wait, crime of causing an incident with illegal substances? I've never heard of that charge before?"

"Because, I haven't managed to write it into the codex yet."

"..."

Facing this unscrupulous enforcer who acted both as judge and contestant, Asclepius fell silent and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Wanting to fight without speaking up and even weaving a charge for him, he had never seen such shamelessness!

"However, the law has not yet been officially implemented, and you do practice medicine with good intentions."

Luo En's tone shifted, and his stern expression softened slightly.

"Considering all the reasons above, if you are willing to cooperate with the investigation, this time we will just confiscate the dangerous items you possess."

But upon hearing this, Asclepius felt slandered and vehemently retorted.

"Dangerous items? What are you talking about? These are all good medicines for treating diseases and saving people!"

Luo En glanced at the shelf full of various strange organs in colorful jars and bottles, stepped forward, picked up a jar that emitted a rat-like stench, and asked with suspicion.

"What is this?"

"Extract of poison hemlock mixed with yew." Asclepius replied without hesitation.

Luo En's face darkened, "Coniine? This bottle alone is enough to take down more than a hundred people, still saying it's not dangerous?"

In 399 BC, the great philosopher Socrates chose to die by drinking a mixture containing coniine from hemlock.

This stuff is highly toxic!

Asclepius tried to argue, "It's only for drawing out poison, removing stasis, and killing parasites..."

Luo En did not reply but continued pointing at the row of jars and bottles in front of him.

"And what about these?"

"Datura rootstock…"

"Mandrake…"

"The ergot I've cultured…"

"Dragons' saliva from Colchis…"

"Stop!"

Having walked only a short distance, Luo En could no longer bear it and hastily raised his hand to stop Asclepius's self-exposure, his gaze even carried a hint of sorrow.

"Don't say any more, if you do I won't be able to protect you…"

Most items on this shelf were poisonous, and they also included varieties from mythical systems.

Although it is said that medicine is poison and poison can be medicine, the guts of the upcoming Medicine God were a little too big.

If the pile of dangerous goods were not handled carefully, the whole city of Athenians could be 'blessed' one day.

Finally, after a thorough search, Luo En looked at the two small bottles in the shadowy corner, containing a familiar pink potion and lit up.

"Are these the ones for Stheno and Euryale?"

"Uh, yes…"

"Too much! That's just too much~!"

Luo En's face showed deep pain and indignation, then self-righteously stuffed the two little pink bottles into his pocket.

"How can such dangerous things be casually given to children to play with?! I'm confiscating them all!"

This is a nourishing medicine…

Asclepius opened his mouth, intending to tell the truth.

However, looking at the pile of deadly contraband in the room and the face of a certain magistrate, he ultimately nodded silently in agreement, adding some considerate medical advice.

"It's best to dilute it a bit before use, its effects are rather strong.

Especially for the Gorgons with the Blood of Gorgon, the effects are even more pronounced since it was made specifically for them as an anti-venom.

But for a deity like you with human blood, the effects should be halved…"

Speaking of this, Asclepius seemed to realize something and gazed mournfully at the magistrate who had come knocking at his door.

"You stayed in there for three days?"

"Stop!"

Luo En hurriedly rushed forward and covered Asclepius's mouth, cautiously looking around.

Well, just as Asclepius had thought, the effect of that substance on him had not lasted for three days at all.

In fact, it had been about a day when Luo En had almost fully regained consciousness first.

After all, he had been fed a variety of Magic Potions by Circe since childhood, so his Poison Resistance was already maxed out.

As for the time that followed...

Of course, it was time to make a "heroic sacrifice" for the innocent victims.

—Sacrifice is a virtue.

Immediately afterward, Luo En coughed dryly and shifted the topic with an evasive glance.

"Where were we just now?"

"About the experience of taking it..."

"?"

"Shall we continue discussing the effects?"

"Let's stick to the experience of taking it..."

Watching the future Medicine God earnestly take out his notebook, Luo En helplessly raised his hands.

Unexpectedly, beneath Asclepius's enthusiastic and practical exterior lay a secretly malicious man.

"Rest assured, protecting the privacy of patients is the code of conduct for physicians. Whatever I see or hear, whether it concerns my practice or not, and which I believe should be kept secret, I will keep in confidence..."

Upon hearing Asclepius's repeated assurances and finding himself caught in a bind, Luo En had no choice but to pinch his nose, sit down, and give a brief description of the general pharmacological response.

Asclepius eagerly flipped open the parchment and started taking detailed notes.

However, before the conversation between doctor and patient had even reached its midpoint, a frantic knocking came from the door.

"Teacher Asclepius, it's not good! There's a critically ill patient!"

At the shout from outside, Asclepius immediately stopped asking questions and dashed out of the medical room to the clearing outside, where he began examining and giving emergency aid to the patient who had been brought in.

Three medical students from the Academy of Athens clustered around, chattering about the situation.

It was a father and son pair of hunters who had gone into the mountains; they had merely intended to hunt ordinary game to supplement their household, but unexpectedly they ran into a rabid magic boar.

By the time the rescue party found them, they had already become what they were now.

Meanwhile, Luo En, who had stepped out of the room after hearing the commotion, glanced at the two men on the ground with bloodied necks and chests and shook his head slightly.

Ruptured major arteries, damaged myocardium, cardiac arrest, and even dilated pupils, they were beyond saving...

More precisely, they were now two bodies that had yet to cool completely.

"Everyone, clear the way!"

Yet Asclepius merely waved his hand sternly and then took two vials of a pale purple potion from his bag, uncorked them, and poured the liquid into the mouths of the two corpses.

As the potion went down their throats, the bone-deep wounds on the bodies of the two hunters began to heal at a visible rate.

What was even more incredible was that, after a few breaths, Luo En actually heard the sound of a heartbeat in the patients' chests, growing from faint to strong.

And when the hunter father and son, whom he had deemed to be corpses, opened their puzzled eyes and rose from the ground, Luo En's shock could not have been greater.

An ominous thought instantly flooded his mind

—Elixir of Immortality!

"You've lost a lot of blood; it's best not to move around too much. Stay at home patiently and recuperate. I'll prescribe you two Magic Potions to replenish your blood. Remember to take them on time, and come back for a follow-up in a week..."

Under Asclepius's patient instruction, the grateful father and son hunters accepted the prescription and were then carried away with hearts full of gratitude.

Watching the two patients who had been resurrected under his hands leave safely, Asclepius's normally unemotional face showed a trace of faint relief and satisfaction.

For a physician, there is no greater pleasure than overcoming stubborn illnesses and saving lives.

Life is indeed beautiful but also so fragile.

Often, once physical death sets in, the distance that spans between life and death becomes an insurmountable chasm. Experience tales at empire

Various regrets will also linger with the loved ones for the rest of their lives.

For example, the mother who gave him life but whom he had never met, had always been an unresolved knot in Asclepius's heart.

At that moment, an abrupt voice from behind interrupted Asclepius's contemplation

"Did you develop that thing?"

"What?"

"Elixir of Immortality!"

Luo En's face was grave, his voice low.