Banished to Another World, Chapter 21: The current Situation is better For People than the People under the Roof

Banished to Another World, Chapter 21: The current situation is better for people than the people under the roof

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The current situation is more important than people. He is more powerful; however, in the absence of tools and manpower, he has to bow to the primitive people in this planet.

Yuan Zhan and Da Lie clearly only gave him two roads: either stabbing the slave mark or removing the boy’s little brother. Whichever, if the two choices will make him submit and obedient.

If he insisted on not choosing either of them and he dared to resist, the man called Da Lie will definitely castrate him. Maybe the other person will think that keeping him alive is a reward and kindness to him.

Comparing of the two... which won’t affect its use? He can only choose to be marked as a slave! 

Marking is a very painful process especially when using the original bone spurs tool. The craftsmanship of the old man who gave him tattoos was very good. The person may not be that old but he already lost nearly half of his teeth. One half of his mouth was a black hole.

Yuan Zhan told him that the other's man teeth were knocked out by the warriors of the enemy tribes when he was caught. When he was taken back, he could never eat meat again.

The old man was called Missing Teeth but because his appearance and experience, the name is full of irony; even the people in the tribe do not call attention on his teeth, rather, they told him its okay to lack teeth.

After the tattoo was over, Yan Mo wiped the tears brought out by the pain. The whole person became quiet and didn't want to talk.

Yuan Zhan couldn’t care less about the emotions of his own slave. The latter didn't have the spirit and only felt uncomfortable. After taking him back to the tent, he left him enough food and water before touching his head. "I won't touch you so take a rest. When someone makes the decision, we will go."

Yan Mo reached out.

“Hmn?"

"Give me your wrist, I will assess your physical condition." Yan Mo hid the anger in his heart. He was both reluctant and weary.

"Wrist? My leg is the one that is hurt."

"I know but I need to check the pulse first. The pulse is... When I touch your wrist for a while, I can know if your body is sick. I know you cannot understand, just take it as a means for the Priest to check the illness."

"I thought you would say it is a God-given skill."

Yan Mo laughed, "If you want to think so, then you can go ahead and think so."

Yuan Zhan reached out with his face looking a little complicated. Maybe this boy is not as he imagined? The boy was obviously uncomfortable and very angry that Yuan Zhan had given him the mark of slavery, but he still actively reached out to help him.

Yan Mo touched the pulse on the young man’s wrist and asked after a while: "Is you right leg in more pain during the rainy days and is particularly painful in the cold winter?"

"Yes."

"When you were in the period of rehabilitation, was it soaked in the water, or was it raining for a long time?"

Yuan Zhan was surprised. "No, it was not raining, but it was snowing. The first snow just fell; my wound hurts, my body is hot and my leg felt better when I put it in the snow."

Yan Mo declined a comment and continued to ask: "Can you recall the time when the old Priest looked at your bones? Did he say that your broken bones broke neatly or were there any big defects? Are there any cracks in the bone that is too say, were the broken bones in your leg poked out?”

Yuan Zhan answered one by one the question by memories.

"How long did it take for your bones to grow? When did you start walking after the accident? Did you feel pain when you walk? When did you start to resume practicing skills and hunting?"

Yuan Zhan is probably sensitive to numbers; even after two years, he can still clearly remembered the relevant days. This made Yan Mo look at him more carefully.

The face of the young man once again revealed the kind of haughty expression that said 'I am very clever.”

Yan Mo was trying so hard to stamp down the strong desire to poisonous Yuan Zhan. He made the young man sit on the bed then straighten his right leg. He touched it from the knee for a bit before touching the rest of the leg. He asked him: "Are you hurting? If you feel pain, tell me truthfully."

Yuan Zhan grabbed his hand. "Why, can you not treat me without seeing me in pain?"

Yan Mo pushed his hand impatiently. "What's the reason? You told me your legs hurts in the winter as well as when you walk for too long. If I don't cure it, you will just be dragging everyone down when we are on the road. Or do you actually want to be dragged? "

Yuan Zhan values his face, and he is a very proud man. When he heard Yan Mo’s last words, his face turned grim and he immediately declared: “I will not be drag even if I have a broken leg.”

 "Oh, really? Are you going to crawl instead?"

The boy’s mouth was vicious, but Yuan Zhan was not angry. He felt that the boy was looking for a reason to treat him with an arrogant look and, for Yuan Zhan, it was more pleasing than the previously obedient face.

Is this the true face of the slave boy?

He felt that this boy was not bad, and there was a point... He cannot find the right words to describe the feeling in his heart, that is, when Yuan Zhan looked at him he wanted to pinch the latter’s cheeks. If you can do it on the ground, then it's a good feeling.

"What now, do you still want to cure it?" Yan Mo was horrified by the vulgarity of the young, the greedy, and the ordinary.

The fierce young man suddenly inched close to the boy, stacked out his tongue and licked him from his chin all the way to his forehead before he answered him: "Thinking."

Yan Mo... wiped his face and rubbed off the saliva from his face onto the young man's leather skirt.

"If you want to be cure, then please shut up...for me! You dare to try it out! Fu*king hell, your saliva smells like dead pigs!"

If Yan Mo was not afraid of the Guide’s punishment, he would have punished this Da Ren so the latter will not be able to leave this place in the winter, forced to stay behind and take care of his leg!

Yuan Zhan didn't believe it. He spit on his mouth and smelled it. "Not stinky, if you don't believe you smell it."

"That is enough of you!" The once clean doctor never had the chance to clean himself since he came here, but the locals here kept pushing his bottom line every day. When he was just passing by the square, he saw a suspected slave child looking for food in what looked like animal feces while the Da Rens next to the kid did not stop him.

"Oh!" Yan Mo pressed somewhere in the middle of the right thigh, and Yuan Zhan yelled out in pain.

"Here?" Yan Mo immediately determined the location. "Is it particularly painful here?"

"There is also pain in that area, and the range of pain is growing every year."

"It's inconvenient that I cannot do an x-ray on it." Yan Mo whispered, "All I can use to diagnose is my hand and my experience. If I don’t die and I can go back, my medical experience would definitely be the best in the world."

"What did you say?" Yuan Zhan grabbed the boy's chin.

Yan Mo was about to answer but the suddenly smiled awkwardly: “Stupid master. Was it fun watching others stab me with bone spurs? Do you know there is a kind of medical technique called acupuncture and bone surgery? It is said that Langzhong, who initially created this method, originally wanted to use gold needles to puncture out the residual arrow barbs in the injured body in order to dig them out. After some time, the use extended to puncturing the residual bones and lines in the body, and later on it was used to open the blocked meridians."

Yuan Zhan did not understand a word Yan Mo said, but his intuition said that it was very dangerous. He now felt that the boy was not a good boy but rather as resentful one.

Yan Mo was happy!

He found another loophole!

He "really" wants to treat Yuan Zhan’s old injury, but he needs to be diagnosed first which requires Yan Mo to understand the cause before treating the disease.

In this primitive society that lacks medical machinery, he wants to determine the cause of the disease and, unless the symptoms are obvious, he can only judge by "poking and asking" otherwise, he requires little tools and drugs to probe and assess the injury.

In this process of assessing and eliminating the cause, pain evaluation is also an indispensable observational tool. He does not deliberately want to let the patient feel pain, but, in order to determine the cause of the disease, he needs to know all the patient's precise sensations including pain sensations. Sometimes, it is impossible to relieve pain for the patient because it will hinder the examination and diagnosis. 

In Yuan Zhan’s case for instance, he can speculate but cannot properly diagnose; therefore, the method of probing later does not intend to make his hairy owner feel pain and discomfit. He is actually doing something good for the sake of his stupid owner, really! 

"Dear master, remember to come back early. I cannot see what I'm doing when it is dark." He must try it before tonight to see if he will succeed.

Yuan Zhan was silent for a long time after watching the boy turned back into a "good" character.

"Come back soon! When you come back, remember to bring the herbs and insects you scavenge with you." Yan Mo waved his hand to make the stupid master leave.

When Yuan Zhan got up, he felt something was wrong. Thinking about it ...he wanted to step on the little slave’s face until the other person can't breathe. Only when the boy suffocates will Yuan Zhan feel satisfied enough to leave.

Hey! I dare you to use your stinky feet to step on my face! Yan Mo, who was crazy, quickly climbed onto his bed and grabbed the straw belt that was thrown in the corner. He held it in his hand and sighed. 

Calm down, calm down... don't let your temper get the better of you.

Think about the importance of acting, think about the importance of being patient; if you haven’t cultivated patience, how can you be sent here like a bullet! 

Think about those who are old-fashioned primitives; which one of them can't bear to endure? Which one is not a master of drama? 

What about your medical skills? If you don't treat a human being, you will only be thrown out of the top tank. Although you are not a thing to be f*ck around with, the value of 100 million for hurting someone is not worth your own pain.

But...are you willing? Was he thrown into this world to commit sin again? 

Yan Mo, don't forget your ultimate goal. For your goal, what can't you bear? 

"Du-du, father is wrong. Dad will definitely work hard. I will definitely live better than everyone in this world, you wait, wait for Dad to pick you up. Du-du, Dad misses you... If my suffering can be exchanged for your life's happiness and health, then no matter how bitter, difficult, and painful it is, Dad can bear it... Du-du, baby..."

Yan Mo grabbed the straw rope and blocked his mouth effectively muffling his crying.

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