Elixir Supplier - Chapter 844

Chapter 844: Three Days, He Should Be Dead

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Zhong Liuchuan bumped into Jia Zizai as soon as he stepped out of the house.

 “Going up the mountain to practice?” Jia Zizai asked.

 “Yes.”

 “Can we go together?”

 “This…”

 Seeing Zhong Liuchuan’s hesitant expression, Jia Zizai smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t go up Dongshan Mountain. I just got up early to run and train.”

 “Alright then. Let’s go.”

 The two jogged side by side. When they arrived at the foot of Dongshan Mountain, Jia Zizai turned to run back. Zhong Liuchuan went up the mountain alone. Wang Yao was waiting on the mountain.

 “Good morning, Sir.”

 “Good morning. Was that Jia Zizai?” Wang Yao was standing on the mountain. He could see far away, so he had seen the two men.

 “Yes.”

 “Alright.”

 “He still wants you to be his master,” Zhong Liuchuan said.

 “Wait a little longer,” Wang Yao replied.

 The two men began to train on the mountain, practicing, meditating, and guiding their Qis.

 At the foot of the mountain, Jia Zizai ran back home alone a little listless.

 Seeing him like that, Hu Mei smiled and asked, “What’s the matter?”

 “Nothing much.”

 “Should we eat?”

 “Yes, alright.”

 The piping hot breakfast was served. It was fragrant and heartwarming.

 “Here, have some breakfast.”

 “Thank you, my awesome wife.”

 “Don’t suck up to me. Do you still want to learn from Sir?”

 “Well, for the moment, I’m not thinking about it. I’m going to eat.” In front of him were a large bowl of noodles and fried eggs. He buried his head in the food and began eating. Jia Zizai quickly emptied the bowl in front of him.

 “Mmm, that was delicious.”

 After eating, he lit a cigarette. For him, a cigarette after a meal made life better than being an immortal.

 “It’s been over three days today,” Hu Mei softly said.

 “Huh? Oh!” Jia Zizai, who had come back to his senses, understood the meaning of her words.

 The Poison Master should be dead.

 “I’ll go and take a look.” Jia Zizai exited the yard with a cigarette in his mouth.

 The shabby house was quiet. There was an apricot tree with withered leaves in front of the door. Half of the leaves were on the ground. The gate was mottled with iron dust. The lock was rusted and broken.

 He pushed open the door. Creak! The sound that rang out was harsh.

 “Ah!”

 After opening the door, Jia Zizai stopped and stood motionless. The cigarette in his hand had burned out. He lit another cigarette. He pushed the door open and walked into the house. A man was lying on the ground. He was no longer breathing. His eyes were closed, and there was no expression on his face.

 The famous Poison Master, the villain who had killed countless people and given them a lot of trouble, had died like that. In such a small mountain village, no one would know or pity him.

 “Rest in peace,” Jia Zizai said.

 “Gone?” Hu Mei walked in from the outside.

 “Gone.”

 The two people stood side by side.

 “Say… What will we look like when we die?” Hu Mei suddenly asked.

 “The house will be full of children and grandchildren,” Jia Zizai said. It seemed to be an irrelevant answer, but it was thoughtful.

 “I hope so,” Hu Mei softly said. It was as if she was worried about something.

 “It will definitely be so, which means we have to work hard as soon as possible.”

 “Oh my god!”

 After they closed the door, the Poison Master was still lying on the ground. His body had already turned cold.

 “I’ll go and tell Sir about this.”

 “Alright.”

 Jia Zizai went to the clinic alone. There was a patient Wang Yao was consulting so he waited.

 “Yes?” Wang Yao asked.

 “It’s not urgent. I’ll wait. You seem to be busy,” Jia Zizai said.

 “Alright, pour yourself some tea if you want some,” Wang Yao said.

 “Got it.”

 The patient had no major problems. He had just caught a cold. Wang Yao prescribed him some medicine and asked him to leave after telling him something.

 “Alright, the patient has left. Tell me about your matter.”

 “The Poison Master is dead,” Jia Zizai said.

 Wang Yao was silent for a long time. He stared down at the table in front of him. This was a man he had killed. He had made him die in pain and agony. He was better off dead.

 “I see.”

 “What about the disposal of his body?”

 “Well, I’ll have to trouble you regarding that,” Wang Yao said.

 He could cure diseases, kill people, and knew Feng Shui and how to arrange battle formations, but he still had to find a professional to deal with that sort of matter. He could not do it the normal way. At present, Jia Zizai was undoubtedly the most professional.

 “OK.”

 “He is full of poison. Even if he is dead, those toxins will not accumulate. Be careful. Come by this afternoon and I will give you some antidote powder.”

 “OK,” Jia Zizai replied with a smile.

 “Thank you.”

 “This is what I should do. It’s like compensation,” Jia Zizai hurriedly said.

 Seeing that Wang Yao didn’t want to communicate much, Jia Zizai left the clinic. He returned home to discuss ways to deal with the corpse with Hu Mei. They were experts in dealing with this, but they also needed to think it through. They were not familiar with the ways of life in the village or the territory. Even though the poison master was dead, he was like a bomb. If they did not handle it well, mishaps might happen.

 …

 Thousands of miles away in Jing…

 Liu Zhengfeng looked at his wife’s rosy complexion and was happy. They had just gone to the best hospital in Jing for a check-up. The doctor said that the fetus in his wife was stable. This had surprised the doctor, who was familiar with Feng Jiahe. She had treated her before, both for regular check-ups or the last two miscarriage. Naturally, she was familiar with her condition. When she had come for a check-up a month ago, the fetus had shown signs of trouble. At that time, the doctor had been very worried. Now, the condition of the fetus was stable. The physical condition of the pregnant woman was obviously much better than before. She could tell without even checking.

 “How did you do it?” the chief physician of Obstetrics and Gynecology, Director Li, asked.

 “Well, Director Li, we found a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and made some adjustments,” Feng Jiahe replied.

 “Oh, where’s the doctor from?” Director Li asked. “Ah, don’t get me wrong. I’m very curious. In fact, although your condition is rarely seen in this situation, one can still encounter it every year. His treatment method is effective. If it could be popularized, it would be very meaningful.”

 “Well, I’m sorry,” Liu Zhengfeng said. “We don’t know the doctor’s specific information. He’s not from this city. We met him through someone else.”

 He remembered that Dr. Wang had some special rules. One of them was that they could not disclose his details without his permission. The reason they were able to get help from Wang Yao was due to his wife’s relative. Many people in Jing wanted to contact Dr. Wang through various means but only a few had succeeded.

 “Is that so? That’s a pity,” Director Li replied. “If you have any chance to contact the doctor in the future, please help convey my opinions in this regard.”

 “Noted, we will remember,” Liu Zhengfeng said.

 They left the hospital and went home.

 “Well, we can be a little relieved at last,” Feng Jiahe said. They could not be thoroughly relieved. After all, there were still several months from now until the birth of the child. No one could guarantee that there would be no accidents.

 “In a few days, I’ll go to the mountain village,” Liu Zhengfeng said.

 “Should I go with you?”

 “There is no need,” Liu Zhengfeng said. “It’s thousands of miles away from Jing. We have to take a plane and a car to get there. The journey will be tiring. Your condition has just improved, so it’s better to stay home and rest.”

 “That will be fine as well.”

 In any case, the hearts of the two people, which had been hanging in mid-air, could finally relax. Even if it was only temporary, it was still good.

 …

 In Lianshan County, a man and a woman were shopping.

 The small town was unfamiliar to them. It was their first time there. Compared with the city they lived in, it was very small and backward.

“How small!”

 “Yes, but it feels different from home,” the man said.

 The two people slowly strolled in the street without purpose. They stopped in front of a movie theater. It was the only movie theater in the small town. The price of movie tickets was the highest among several nearby counties and districts. However, many people would come every day. Apart from this movie theater, the next closest one was 30 miles away.