Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

The news that the homeless man was cured was instantly spread by the townspeople, and spread throughout the town within half a day.

All of a sudden, all the townspeople got such news.

In the medicine workshop, there are two miracle doctors who can cure plagues.

At the moment they heard the news, they were like drowning people grabbing the last straw.

Not long after, there was a long queue in front of the medicine workshop.

The black crowd formed a long dragon, and the air was a bit oppressive.

At first, some of the lowest townspeople worried that the cost of treating the plague would be high.

Some wealthy people also want to jump in line for treatment at the cost of paying high fees.

But the young man in the medicine shop said that everyone is equal in his place.

If you want to receive treatment, you must follow the rules here.

At the beginning, some wealthy people complained about this regulation.

The most extreme one even sent his own men to wreak havoc on the youth.

Because he wants something from others, the rich man just arranges his subordinates to show off their muscles and let them know how powerful they are.

But he didn't expect that the young man who looked a bit evil would actually overthrow all his subordinates.

Whether it is a master of swordsmanship or a master of physical arts, they are all as fragile as a young baby in front of him.

One punch and one kick are enough to make them vomit blood.

His subordinates even said that if the other party wanted to, he and others would not be able to walk out of the hospital alive.

Moreover, the young man had another sentence for them to bring to the rich.

"If he is found to be making small moves again, without the plague, his secretary can send the rich man away."

Hearing this, Fu Hao obediently confessed, and went to the secretary to apologize.

After the turmoil subsided, the medicine workshop returned to calm.

There were people coming and going from morning till night.

With the passage of time, the townspeople also discovered that the charges of the medicine shop vary from person to person.

Wealthy people will charge a certain fee.

People from ordinary families can pay for some food instead.

As for those who are too poor to afford food, the medicine shop can also treat them for free.

Of course, it is not without requirements.

After the treatment is completed, the medicine shop needs to draw part of their blood.

For these low-level townspeople, this is no different from free.

Some recovered better, and even took the initiative to take up the task of maintaining order.

And those rich people realized their mistakes, and invested manpower and material resources one after another.

Under the joint action of various forces, the treatment of the plague can be carried out smoothly and quickly.

Soon, the number of townspeople suffering from the plague in the town dropped sharply.

After a while, those patients who had been ill for a short time or who had received effective treatment were completely cured.

Even if they have been ill for a long time, their condition has been controlled and they only need to rest.

The remaining ones are either completely incurable in the late stage, or the virus has mutated and needs to be studied.

And when treating these people, Zhu Shi would always ask the same question.

"Do you have the will to live even if you are no longer human?"

Faced with this problem, most patients just laugh it off.

In their view, this so-called problem was just a joke Zhu Shi made up to comfort himself.

Since the other party didn't believe it, Zhu Shi didn't bother to meddle in his own business.

Only a small number of people will calm down and think about what Zhu Shi said when they are dying.

But in the end, the answer they all gave was no.

Some people hope that it will be over after their death because they don't want to drag their families down.

Some people feel that life is complete and there is no need to linger on.

Some people can't accept that they are no longer human beings, and they reject it from the bottom of their hearts.

And these people, without exception, eventually died.

As a result, when the vast majority of patients are cured or die, no one chooses to agree.

Now Secretary and Joo-se are standing in front of the last patient's room.

This person's personality is notoriously withdrawn, and his relationship with his neighbors can be said to be extremely bad.

Over thirty years old, but there is still no close relationship.

No heirs, no relatives, let alone friends.

A person like this would probably not be discovered even if he died.

If it wasn't for a kind-hearted neighbor who couldn't stand it, Zhu Shi and Secretary probably didn't know there was such a person.

"Two doctors, please come in."

A weak male voice came from the room, as if he had sensed the secretary's arrival.

Frowning, Secretary Secretary pushed open the door.

The interior of the room was very dark, only a sliver of moonlight came in from the window, illuminating a small area.

In the center of the room, a man is lying on a bed.

Bandages were wrapped around the body, only half of the head was exposed.

Turquoise hair, pale complexion.

The exposed eyes are narrow and slender, revealing a trace of indifference.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol and a faint rancid smell, which made people sick.

The moment he saw the man, the secretary frowned.

A name appeared in his mind, which surprised him a little.

"No, what a coincidence."

I still had some doubts in my heart, but the secretary had already walked up.

"how do you feel?"

While asking about the other party's situation, he walked towards the window.

"Do you think my current situation is good?"

After coughing twice, the man's voice became weaker.

"Who knows, maybe it will be fine in a while."

Looking out the window, the secretary found that there was no one else around.

After hearing what the secretary said, the man shook his head.

He knows his own physical condition best, and it can already be said that it is a dying candle.

If it weren't for the last moment of his life, he wouldn't have said so much to the secretary and the others.

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

Perhaps, men don't want to be the only ones who have gone through the last moments of their lives.

"Then again, we don't know your name yet."

Pulling all the curtains by the window, Si Shu turned his head and nodded towards Zhu Shi.

There was a slight shock on his face, but Zhu Shi still walked aside and put the medical kit on the table.

After a pause, the man still said his name.

"Yushiro, just call me Yushiro."

With the corners of his mouth raised slightly, the secretary walked up to the other party and knelt down.

"So, Yushiro, at the end of your life, do you want to take a gamble?"

Slightly taken aback, Yushiro sighed.

"Since you think so highly of my broken body, then I have nothing to be afraid of."

With a laugh, Yushiro also wanted to know what kind of bet this young man in his 20s could bet on him.

Reaching out his hand, the secretary extended an invitation to the other party.

"Yushiro, how about you become a ghost?"