Chapter 203 Sacrifice Is a Virtue

A quarter of an hour later, Asclepius covered his left eye socket, which was bruised, and his face, which lacked emotional expression, showed a rare surprise.

"Why did you beat me?"

"Resisting arrest!"

"Am I guilty?" The doctor who saved the dying pointed at himself blankly, looking surprised.

"Yes, the crime of illegal items causing an accident!"

Loen straightened his chest and answered confidently.

"The illegal manufacture, sale, and dissemination of toxic and harmful substances endanger public safety and will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of more than three years but less than ten years. If the circumstances are particularly serious, they will be sentenced to more than ten years of hard labor, permanent exile or death penalty! In view of your illegal behavior, I am now filing a formal lawsuit against you in the name of the Athenian law officer, and I will arrest you!"

"Wait, the crime of illegal items causing an accident? Why haven't I heard of this crime?"

"Because I haven't had time to write it into the code."

"..."

Faced with this unscrupulous law enforcer who is both a referee and a contestant, Asclepius was speechless with a dark face, and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

He wanted to do something but didn't say it directly, and he even fabricated a crime for him. I've never seen such a shameless person!

"But the law has not been truly implemented after all, and you are practicing medicine with good intentions."

Lorn changed the subject, and his tense face relaxed.

"Considering all the above reasons, if you are willing to cooperate with the investigation, this time we will only confiscate the dangerous items in your hands."

But when he heard this, Asclepius felt that he was slandered and refuted righteously.

"Dangerous items? How could there be? They are all good medicines for curing diseases and saving lives!"

Lorn glanced at the various bottles and jars in front of him that were filled with various strange organizations, colorful colors, and filled the entire shelf. He stepped forward and picked up a bottle that smelled like rats, and asked with suspicion.

"What is this?"

"Poison hemlock mixed extract." Asclepius answered without thinking.

Loen's face darkened: "Toxic coniine? This bottle is enough to knock down a hundred people, right? You still say it's not dangerous?"

In 399 BC, when the great philosopher Socrates was sentenced to death, he chose to drink a mixture of poisonous hemlock containing toxic coniine and died.

This stuff is extremely poisonous!

Asclepius tried to argue: "It's just used to remove poison, remove blood stasis, and kill insects..."

Loen didn't answer and continued to point to the row of bottles and jars in front.

"What about these?"

"Belladonna rhizomes..."

"Mandrake..."

"The ergot I cultivated..."

"Ambergris of the Colchis dragon..."

"Stop!"

After walking a few steps, Loen couldn't help it anymore, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop Asclepius' self-exposure, and his eyes even revealed a trace of resentment.

"Don't say it, I can't save you even if I want to..."

The stuff on this shelf is basically poisonous, and there are even varieties of mythological systems.

Although medicine is poison and poison is medicine, the future god of medicine is a little too bold.

With so many dangerous goods piled together, if you don't pay attention one day, the whole city of Athens will be blessed.

Finally, after a long search, Lorne saw two small bottles of familiar pink medicine in the corner, and his eyes lit up.

"Are these the ones for Stheno and Euryale?"

"Uh, yes..."

"Too much! Too much~!"

Lorne looked distressed, and then righteously stuffed the two small pink medicine bottles into his pocket.

"Such a dangerous thing, how can you let children play with it casually?! Confiscate it all!"

This is a tonic...

Asclepius opened his mouth and wanted to tell the truth.

However, looking at the pile of highly toxic contraband in the room and the face of a certain law officer, he finally nodded silently and accepted the punishment, and added a thoughtful medical advice.

"It's better to dilute it before use, because this thing has a strong effect.

Especially for the Gorgon-haired demons with Gorgon blood, the effect is more significant, because this is a snake medicine specially prepared for them.

And after a god like you with human blood uses it, the effect should be halved..."

As he said, Asclepius seemed to think of something, and looked at the law officer who came to the door opposite.

"You stayed in there for three days?"

"Stop!"

Lorne rushed forward and covered Asclepius' mouth, looking around carefully.

Well, just as Asclepius thought, the effect of this thing on him did not last for three days at all.

In fact, in about a day, Lorne was almost the first to regain consciousness.

After all, he had been fed a lot of magic potions by Circe since he was a child, and his poison resistance had been maxed out.

The next time...

Of course, he had to [Heroically sacrifice] for innocent victims.

-Sacrifice is a virtue.

Then, Lorne coughed dryly and changed the subject with a wandering look.

"What were we talking about just now?"

"Taking the medicine experience..."

"?"

"Then let's talk about the efficacy?"

"Let's take the medicine experience..."

Looking at the future god of medicine who took out the little notebook seriously, Loen raised his hands helplessly.

Unexpectedly, under the appearance of being full of curiosity and practical spirit, Asclepius is actually a dark man.

"Don't worry. Protecting the privacy of patients is the code of conduct for doctors. Whatever I see and hear, whether there is a business relationship or not, I am willing to keep secrets if I think it should be kept secret..."

After hearing Asclepius' repeated assurances, Loen had to sit down with his nose pinched and briefly described the general pharmacological reaction.

Asclepius turned over the parchment with great interest and made detailed records.

However, before the doctor-patient symposium was halfway through, there was a hurried knock on the door.

"Teacher Asclepius, it's bad! There is a patient in critical condition!"

Hearing the shouting outside the door, Asclepius immediately stopped asking questions, rushed out of the infirmary, came to the open space outside, and examined and first aided the patient who was sent to the door.

Three medical students from the Academy of Athens gathered around and explained the situation in a chattering manner.

This was a father and son hunter who went into the mountains to hunt. Originally, they just wanted to hunt some ordinary prey to supplement their family income, but they didn't expect to encounter a mad demon pig on the road.

By the time the search and rescue personnel found them, they had become what they are now.

At this time, Loen, who heard the noise and walked out of the room, glanced at the two wounded soldiers on the ground with bloody necks and chests, and shook his head slightly.

The aorta was ruptured, the myocardium was damaged, the heart stopped beating, and even the pupils were dilated. There was no hope...

To be more precise, they were now two corpses that had not yet cooled down.

"Get out of the way!"

However, Asclepius just waved his hand seriously, then took out two lavender potions from his bag, unscrewed the corks, and poured them into the mouths of the two corpses.

As the liquid medicine entered the throat, the deep wounds on the two hunters that could be seen to the bone healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What was even more incredible was that after a few breaths, Loen actually heard the heartbeat from the patient's chest cavity, which turned from weak to strong.

And when the hunter father and son, who he defined as corpses, opened their confused eyes and climbed up from the ground, Loen was shocked beyond words.

An ominous thought instantly flooded into his mind

--the elixir of immortality!

"You have lost too much blood. It is best not to move around during this period. Stay at home and rest patiently. I will prescribe two potions to replenish your blood and qi later. Remember to take them on time and come back for a check-up in a week..."

Under Asclepius's patient instructions, the hunter father and son took the prescription with many thanks, and were carried away with full gratitude.

Watching the two patients who came back to life in his hands go down the mountain smoothly, Asclepius's cold face showed a hint of relief and satisfaction.

For a doctor, there is no greater pleasure than overcoming stubborn diseases and saving lives.

Life is beautiful, but it is also so fragile.

Many times, once the body dies, the distance between life and death will become an unbridgeable gap.

All kinds of regrets will eventually accompany relatives and friends for the rest of their lives.

For example, the mother who gave him life but whom he had never met has always been a knot in Asclepius' heart that he has never untied.

At this moment, an abrupt voice behind him interrupted Asclepius's meditation

"Have you developed that thing?"

"What?"

"The elixir of immortality!"

Lorne's face was solemn and his voice was low.