GHLCS Chapter32

Recently, Heming Medical Hall has been producing a large proportion of medicines for wounds caused by falls and injuries. Even Physician Hu asked why there have been more and more cases of arm and leg injuries recently.

 

After asking, it turned out that it was caused by the fighting competition that was popular in the city.

 

Martial arts competitions take place in rings, but they vary in level. The highest level features public matches between top martial artists from prestigious schools, where fights are openly challenged and never result in death. A mid-tier level involves newer, less renowned schools hosting contests to gain recognition, often leading to higher casualties. The lowest level is the black ring, open to anyone who registers. These matches are frequently linked to gambling houses, where participants wager their lives. Most fighters must sign a life-and-death contract to acknowledge the risks involved.

 

This matter doesn’t make sense, but the people didn’t complain, and the officials didn’t investigate either, so it just stays in the gray area.

 

One day, Xu Hang had just sat down in the medical hall when Yuan Ye rushed in from outside, grabbed Xu Hang’s hand, and ran out breathlessly: “Quick! Come with me to save people!”

 

Before Xu Hang could react, Yuan Ye had already dragged him to a black arena. This place was rebuilt from an abandoned warehouse, with a thatched roof and a bumpy yellow mud floor. It was crowded with people, the air was turbid, and it was simple and dirty.

 

Most of the people inside were dressed in rags. There was a gambling table on one side of the arena. The names of the people competing on the table were written on it, and each of them had bet a lot of money.

 

When Xu Hang arrived, a big man in a gray jacket was being stepped on the arm by a man with a mustache. The man was being crushed hard and let out a shrill cry.

 

Yuan Ye rushed forward and pushed the man away, then helped him up. Xu Hang squatted down, cut a little flesh through the skin, and said, “It’s a fracture, we need to fix it quickly!”

 

So he shouted to the crowd, and someone kindly handed him two short wooden boards. Xu Hang tore off the hem of his clothes, quickly grabbed the man’s arm with both hands, and with two clicks, he connected the broken bones first and then put on the splint.

 

After tying it up, he said to Yuan Ye, “That’s it for now, we have to get him to the medical hall right away!”

 

Yuan Ye put his other intact arm around his neck, propped himself up, and walked out, but to his surprised, he was stopped by that man.

 

“Who gave you permission to leave? I’m not done fighting yet.” As soon as the man spoke, his thick accent could be heard.

 

He is not Chinese but Japanese.

 

“He has already admitted defeat, you have already won! What else are you dissatisfied with?” Yuan Ye said angrily.

 

“No, no, no. The life and death contract he and I signed will only end when any of us die.” The man laughed disgustingly.

 

“This competition is illegal to begin with. If you cause another death, you’ll be the one in trouble.”

 

The Japanese man laughed and then said contemptuously, “Your Chinese martial arts cannot beat the Bushido spirit of my Great Japanese Empire. Now that you have lost, you say such things. Even if someone dies, your laws are invalid to me.”

 

The person Yuan Ye was carrying was barely breathing, exhaling more than inhaling. Worried about wasting precious time, he said urgently, “Get out of the way. I don’t have time to argue with you.”

 

The Japanese man thought about it and really gave way, but as soon as they took a step forward, the man stretched out his foot and tripped the big man, causing both of them to lose their balance and fall to the ground. The Japanese man stepped on the place that Xu Hang had just bandaged and heard the wooden board break and fall, and the big man screamed, “Ah!!!”

 

The Japanese man smiled and crushed him a few times before moving his foot away, saying hypocritically, “I’m so sorry, it was an accident.”

 

Yuan Ye’s eyes widened: “You!”

 

At this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his knee. The Japanese man pulled his foot back abruptly and looked down. He saw a golden needle stuck in it. He pulled the needle out and heard Xu Hang’s clear voice: “This is China, not Japan. It’s not your turn to be so presumptuous.”

 

The Japanese man was very angry. He turned around and saw that Xu Hang was small and thin, so he sneered, “What? If you can’t accept it, then come up on the stage and fight. If I lose, I can let you do whatever you want.”

 

Yuan Ye was afraid that the man would take action, so he quickly stood up and protected Xu Hang, like a hen protecting her chicks: “Please don’t go too far!”

 

Unexpectedly, the person suddenly grabbed Yuan Ye’s sleeve and then threw him over the shoulder. Yuan Ye arched in the air and was slammed back hard to the ground, causing dust to float up!

 

After the Japanese man finished, he brushed off his hands, shrugged, and said in a very pretentious manner, “Oh, sorry, it was my conditioned reflex. Are you alright?”

 

His expression and tone were so harsh that it made people grit their teeth in frustration.

 

Xu Hang rushed forward, helped Yuan Ye up, and checked if he was alright: “Are you alright?”

 

Yuan Ye coughed twice, “Cough, cough… hiss… I’m alright, it’s probably just scratches.”

 

At this time, they heard the man chattering behind them: “Chinese are just Chinese, the sick men of East Asia, without any strength, tut, tut …”

 

The faces of those standing close to him turned pale with anger. If he had been a traitor, everyone would have swarmed him for a beating. But since he was Japanese, no one dared to make a move.

 

Xu Hang’s face turned ashen as he followed Yuan Ye to continue treating the wound of the big man, ignoring what the Japanese man said.

 

But their silence only emboldened the Japanese man. He even walked to the door, leaned against one side, put his other foot on the other side of the door frame, and said arrogantly, “If you want to leave, go from here.”

 

The humiliation under the crotch, it seems that this Japanese man knows a lot.

 

Yuan Ye clenched his fists, his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire. Xu Hang looked at him coldly: “If you still don’t know what’s good for you, you will regret it.”

 

“You Chinese are much better at talking than you are at using your hands,” The Japanese man pointed at his crotch in a rude manner, “Or you can just use your mouth instead of crossing over.”

 

Xu Hang didn’t say anything, but Yuan Ye wanted to explode: “Watch your mouth!”

 

The Japanese man had no sense of self-discipline and instead added fuel to the fire: “So what? Women from your country are already in our comfort stations, and now it seems that not just women—even the men—are acting like them.”

 

“Say it again?” Xu Hang asked softly, his lips slightly tense.

 

“What’s wrong? Are you angry?” The Japanese man smiled obscenely and even wanted to reach out and touch Xu Hang’s face in an obscene way. “When you are angry, you look like a woman in heat…”

 

Before he could finish his words, something unexpected happened.