Han Lang was a rich second generation, a piece of trash, scum, and dog shit that was useless except for patriotism.
When it came to patriotism, he was truly patriotic.
No matter what natural disasters or man-made calamities occurred within Xia Kingdom, he would donate money. The amount of donation depended on how much of his monthly allowance was left, sometimes a few hundred or a thousand, sometimes tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
But when it came to being scum, he was truly scum.
He barely graduated after three years in high school, actually only having a junior high level of education. Moreover, after graduation, he stubbornly refused to study abroad, living a life of debauchery every day, knowing nothing but drinking, chasing girls, fighting, and clubbing.
He was a complete waste.
Just last night at a bar, because he was fighting with Gou Tuizhi, the young master of the Gou family, one of the eight great families of Lecheng, over a woman, he was beaten to a pulp by his bodyguards and pinned to the ground.
He was now lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital, his life hanging by a thread.
"Where is this? How did I get here?"
Seeing a vast expanse of white around him, Han Lang was very confused.
There was no other color here except for himself.
"Is anyone there?"
He shouted, but there was nothing but an echo.
"Am I dreaming?"
Just as he was wondering, a person dressed in magnificent ancient attire suddenly appeared before him.
Han Lang was startled, like a lion whose territory had been invaded. He stared vigilantly at the person before him and questioned him unceremoniously.
"Who are you?"
The person felt Han Lang's hostility and disrespect, and a trace of anger flashed across his face.
"And who are you, a mere nobody, to dare be so disrespectful to this Venerable One!"
Upon hearing this, Han Lang's expression immediately tensed.
Not only was he unable to vent his frustration from the Gou family's bullying, but this person before him was speaking in such a tone, wasn't that mocking his lack of education!
So he kicked out.
"Duang!"
A collision!
The person's expression was somewhat shocked, but before he could react further, his body was shattered, turning into specks of light, gradually dissipating.
"Damn it! In my dream, you still dare to bully me?"
Han Lang clapped his hands indignantly and said dismissively.
Just when he thought it was over, another figure in a coarse cloth robe slowly materialized.
"Damn it! Still coming!"
This time, he didn't even ask. Before the figure had even fully appeared, he had already rushed forward, pinned him under his crotch, and beaten him soundly.
Until that person also turned into specks of light and gradually dispersed.
"A tiger doesn't act like a cat, do you think I'm critically ill!"
Han Lang panted heavily.
But for some reason, a sudden pain began to spread from the depths of his mind.
And it became more and more intense, even making him feel unbearable, causing his body lying on the hospital bed to twitch uncontrollably.
He gritted his teeth tightly, but was powerless, and could only endure it silently.
Half an hour later,
The severe pain slowly subsided, and his body gradually returned to a state of calm.
At the same time, a warm current spread throughout his body from the depths of his mind, turning all the pain into nothingness.
Even his injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ah~"
He sat up abruptly, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Fortunately, I didn't walk too fast, otherwise this body would have belonged to someone else."
At this moment, he finally understood what had happened.
It turned out that due to his severe injuries, just as his soul was about to leave his body and head towards death, the soul of a reincarnator had entered prematurely.
The recently deceased reincarnator, coupled with the arduous journey of reincarnation, and some souls being mere wisps of residual souls, made their souls exceptionally weak.
Therefore, they were defeated by the unsuspecting Han Lang!
In the end, he not only repaired his body with the residual soul power of others, but also directly merged their memories.
"One was an otherworldly Medicine Venerable skilled in cultivation and alchemy, and the other was a Divine Farmer Heavenly Doctor with superb medical skills. Heh heh... isn't this sending me a cheat?"
He was overjoyed by this.
Although he still couldn't clearly understand how to use those skills, and didn't even know if there would be any side effects after merging with others' memories.
But at least now, not only had he narrowly escaped death, but he had also transformed from an unlearned scumbag into a special person with so many miraculous skills.
Thinking of this, a smug cold smile flickered across his lips, and then he was suddenly startled.
"Oh no, my dad..."
In the bar,
The last moment Han Lang's consciousness was clear, he saw his parents rushing over. And they got into a physical altercation with a group of bodyguards under Gou Tuizhi. Given Gou Tuizhi's status and the bodyguards' skills, his parents would not fare well.
Therefore, he rushed out of the ward in a hurry. After some inquiries, he finally found news of his father.
Intensive Care Unit!
He rushed into his father's ward in a panic.
But he only saw his father lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the bruises on his face so obvious, and various tubes inserted into his body.
Even his mother, sitting by the bedside with her head bandaged, was silently wiping away tears.
"Too much bullying! Gou family, I will be irreconcilable with you!"
Han Lang was filled with indignation.
For such a trivial matter, not only was he beaten to the brink of death, but they had also laid such heavy hands on his parents.
How could he tolerate this?
But no matter how indignant he was, looking at the scene before him, Han Lang felt more guilt.
If he hadn't been so ignorant, how could he have implicated his parents?
"Mom!"
He called out softly.
"Lang'er? Are you alright?"
Su Su looked at Han Lang at the door with some surprise.
You must know that his injuries were even more severe than his father Han Zhongyi's. Logically, he should be undergoing treatment in another ICU ward right now. How could he appear here as if nothing had happened?
"Thump!"
Han Lang knelt down in front of Su Su.
"Mom, I'm sorry!"
Su Su lovingly stroked Han Lang's face, tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't bother to question why Han Lang had suddenly recovered.
"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright!"
After a period of repentance, Han Lang looked at his father on the hospital bed and asked.
"What did the doctor say?"
Su Su sighed.
"Severe intracranial hematoma, lung perforation, and not yet out of the danger zone."
Hearing this answer, Han Lang's heart ached, and he couldn't help but grab his father's hand.
But the moment he held Han Zhongyi's wrist, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"Intracranial hematoma, severe lung perforation, damage to internal organs. 'Returning Spring and Blood Dissipation' from the 'Eighteen Needles of Shen Nong' can be used for treatment!"
Han Lang was stunned at first, then overjoyed.
"Is this... the memory of the 'Divine Farmer Heavenly Doctor'?"
After confirming again, he wasted no time and hurried to the nurse's station to find a set of silver needles. However, he stopped at the doorway of the ward.
"Father is so seriously injured, Mother will definitely not allow me to treat him rashly. Moreover, I don't know how to explain this to her, so it's better to let her leave first."
Thinking of this, he quickly said to Su Su.
"Mom, I'm a bit hungry. Can you help me buy a bowl of rice porridge?"
Su Su also suddenly realized.
"Oh, right! It's all my fault for being careless. You've been in a coma for so long and haven't had a drop of water. Mom will go buy it for you right away."
After speaking, she picked up her bag and walked out.
Seeing Su Su leave, Han Lang didn't linger. He quickly found silver needles and alcohol, lifted the quilt covering Han Zhongyi, unbuttoned his shirt, and according to the memory of the "Divine Farmer Heavenly Doctor," after sterilizing the silver needles, he inserted them one by one into Han Zhongyi's body.
As the eighteenth needle was inserted, it was as if a winding canal had formed within Han Zhongyi's body. A golden fish swam happily along this canal, not only dissolving the hematomas everywhere but also gradually repairing his damaged internal organs.
"Uh..."
Soon, Han Zhongyi slowly woke up. Although he was out of danger, his body was still weak.
"Dad, you're awake!"
"Lang'er?"
Compared to Han Lang's excitement, Han Zhongyi looked astonished.
"Did you save me?"
Han Lang did not answer Han Zhongyi's question directly, but merely pursed his lips and smiled.
However, Han Zhongyi ignored his weak body and raised his hand with difficulty.
"Slap!"
He slapped Han Lang across the face.
"You unfilial son! For a woman, you caused such a huge disaster! If anything happened to you, how could your mother and I bear it!"
His sternness was born from deep concern.
"Dad, I'm sorry! It's my fault for being unfilial! Wait until you're better, then you can beat me soundly!"
Han Zhongyi's eyes widened, looking at Han Lang in disbelief.
In the past, he never cared about his parents and would never apologize to his father.
"Could it be that he has truly repented after this lesson?"
Han Zhongyi did not know that Han Lang, who had merged with another's memories, had already undergone a great change in his disposition and was no longer entirely the same Han Lang as before!
"So be it! As long as you and your brother are safe, your mother and I have no other wishes."
"However, you still need to reflect on this matter carefully! The Gou family is one of the eight great families with billions in assets. They are not someone our ordinary merchant family can afford to offend."
"From now on, do not act impulsively again!"
Before Han Lang could respond, a sound of something falling was heard from the doorway.
"Zhongyi?"
Su Su looked at the awakened Han Zhongyi incredulously. She had only been out for a short while, and Han Zhongyi, who was critically ill, had actually woken up! And he looked to be in good spirits.
"Susu."
Han Zhongyi extended his hand, and Su Su quickly stepped forward to hold it.
"Don't cry, I'm fine. Lang'er saved me."
Upon hearing this, Su Su was even more shocked!
She knew her son best. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a salted fish. How could he suddenly know how to practice medicine and heal?
Facing his mother's questioning, Han Lang scratched his head and chuckled.
"Heh heh... it was a fluke."
Then he quickly changed the subject.
"Mom, look, Dad is awake now. Although his body is still a bit weak, he's basically out of danger. Why don't we get discharged and recuperate at home?"
Su Su was still hesitant, but Han Zhongyi agreed.
"Yes, yes, I feel uncomfortable staying in this hospital, it's better to recuperate at home!"
"Then I'll go and handle the discharge procedures right away!"
After saying that, he fled the ward as if escaping.
At the hospital's billing counter.
When a critically ill patient suddenly wanted to be discharged, the hospital doctors naturally would not agree.
But Han Lang's repeated insistence was to no avail. The doctor could only say, "We are not responsible if anything happens," and helped him complete the procedures.
Just as Han Lang was pushing the purchased wheelchair to go back to the ward to pick up his father, a commotion at the door of a consultation room caught his attention.