Chapter 62: The Shura Divine Doctor

Inside the consulting room, Zhou Chen treated a patient at a leisurely pace while multi-tasking, commanding the disease-devouring bugs to target the troublemakers.

Through his innate skill of epidemic manifestation, he directly afflicted all these troublemakers with terminal illnesses.

He merely needed to amplify some of their pre-existing bodily ailments and induce carcinogenesis.

For instance, smokers would contract lung cancer.

That brawling, rolling old woman had a poor liver, so she got liver cancer.

As for the woman who used her chastity as a guarantee to frame Zhou Chen for sexual assault, Zhou Chen directly cursed her with breast cancer and uterine cancer.

Zhou Chen opened the door and walked out with a calm expression.

The group of troublemakers immediately rushed over, the old woman being particularly fierce among them.

Despite being seventy or eighty years old, her legs were exceptionally agile as she lunged straight for Zhou Chen's thighs to trip him up.

Yet suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in the upper right side of her chest and stumbled straight to the ground.

Then there was the woman who had extended her claws, intending to scratch Zhou Chen's face.

She suddenly felt a spasm in her abdomen along with an intense swelling in her chest, her rather pretty face twisting in agony.

As for the others who lunged toward Zhou Chen, they were blocked by a towering figure.

"You ungrateful wretches, have you forgotten how the divine physician saved you back then!"

The figure stood over one meter ninety tall, exuding an oppressive presence.

This man was Wu Jianjun, who had originally been tormented to the brink of agony by leukemia.

Possessing an immortal-cultivation physique, Zhou Chen had wanted to nurture him, telling him to rest for a period before coming to find him.

He had originally planned to wait here until Zhou Chen finished his consultations, when this sudden incident occurred.

Therefore, when this group of troublemakers rushed forward to attack Zhou Chen, he immediately stepped in to block them with his own body.

One had to admit that Wu Jianjun's build was robust and tall; standing there instantly made those troublemakers think twice about acting rashly.

Mainly because the old woman and the woman who had charged to the very front had inexplicably collapsed onto the floor, howling, which made the rest hesitant to cause further trouble.

Zhou Chen wore a white lab coat with a faint smile on his face.

He squatted down and said to the old woman, "Elderly madam, if I remember correctly, your old man died of liver cancer, right?"

"Perhaps I had too much on my plate that day and didn't look closely, but actually, you have liver cancer too."

"Do you feel a sharp pain in your chest and severe pain in your abdomen? Take a deep breath, these are late-stage clinical symptoms, completely normal."

"You seemed quite energetic just a moment ago, but I regret to inform you that you have only two to three months left to live."

Then, Zhou Chen turned to the woman who had falsely accused him of sexual misconduct and said, "Madam, you may insult my medical skills, but you cannot insult my taste. Do you really think you are good-looking?"

"Never mind how you look, given that you have breast cancer and cervical cancer, do you honestly think I'd still have any interest in you?"

"I remember you running your mouth at me back then, so I merely treated your gastroenteritis and simply didn't mention that you were suffering from two types of cancer."

"The two cancers can accelerate each other's growth; although they are currently only at stage two, within a year at most, you'll be wheeled into the crematorium."

Next, Zhou Chen addressed the man in glasses, saying, "I don't recall ever treating you."

At that moment, the bespectacled man was holding his phone, preparing to record a sensational video of Zhou Chen bickering with his patients, so that those self-media outfits could clip it out of context.

He hadn't anticipated such a sudden twist of events.

In response to Zhou Chen's words, the man in glasses sneered, "A quack like you deserves to be eliminated by everyone!"

Zhou Chen stood up and said unhurriedly, "Some people always love to lie, but there's one saying I quite agree with. Care to guess which one?"

The man in glasses sneered again, "Let's see if you can keep this composure once the police arrive!"

Zhou Chen smiled and said, "When a person is about to die, their words are kind."

"If I now inform you as a physician that you have prostate cancer, and that I am the only one in the entire world who can cure your cancer, will your subsequent words become a bit kinder?"

Hearing Zhou Chen's words, the man in glasses panicked visibly, though he convinced himself that Zhou Chen was just bluffing.

"Utter nonsense! Can cancer be diagnosed just by looking at someone with your eyes?"

Zhou Chen smiled. "That's why I'm a divine physician."

"Before the police arrive, would you like to go get a check-up?"

"Otherwise, once the police take me away, your last hope of treatment will vanish."

Then, Zhou Chen turned to the remaining troublemakers one by one and said:

"I remember you had leukemia back then. Did you forget what I told you? There were three courses of treatment in total. You've only finished the first course and you're already rushing to bite the hand that fed you. Aren't you afraid your leukemia will relapse and worsen?"

"And you, after I cured your kidney deficiency back then, I realized you weren't a good person, so I didn't tell you that you also have AIDS. Although I can cure it, you aren't worthy."

"I treated your uremia. Want to experience the agony of a relapse? I'll grant your wish."

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Under the terrified gazes of the troublemakers, Zhou Chen listed the illnesses each of them was suffering from, all of which were basically incurable terminal diseases.

They had relied on the fact that their previous conditions were nearly healed to accept bribes and come here to frame Zhou Chen.

And what Zhou Chen was doing now was using the disease-devouring bugs to trigger their original illnesses anew, and paying them back twofold!

Zhou Chen smiled gently and said, "I don't know who promised you what kind of benefits, but you only have one life. Enjoy the agony of being tormented by illness."

"Benefits are certainly important, but if you don't have your life left to enjoy the happiness those benefits bring, then the meaning of those benefits ceases to exist."

For some reason, everyone felt a chill emanating from the depths of their souls upon hearing Zhou Chen.

Not only was Zhou Chen's medical skill peerless, but he could also dictate human fate through disease.

Harm people and he was an Asura; save people and he was a divine physician.

An Asura divine physician, arbiter of life and death!

And then, this Asura divine physician was taken away by the police officers.

There was no help for it; practicing medicine without a medical license was illegal.

Inside the police cruiser.

Zhou Chen was not wearing handcuffs; on the contrary, the police officers treated him with utmost respect.

Because they had met Zhou Chen before.

During the massive traffic accident scene where a truck collided with a bus, the local police station had participated in the rescue operations.

The sight of Zhou Chen practicing medicine with chilling composure in the dead of night was something they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

As for Zhou Chen practicing without a license, they all expressed understanding; after all, Zhou Chen was far too young to qualify for a medical license.