Every Patient at My Clinic Is a Demon King

Lin Jianxi opens a medical clinic in the world of immortal cultivation. His first patient is a blue flood dragon he rescues from the executioner’s blade. Everyone says it’s ferocious and out of control, and that keeping it around will only bring trouble. Lin Jianxi looks at its injuries. “I think it can still be treated.” Later, the blue flood dragon regains its status as Dragon King. Standing before the clinic with an imposing air, it asks him earnestly: “Will you come back to the Dragon Palace with me, or should I move the Dragon Palace next door to you?” Lin Jianxi pushes the medicine bowl toward it. “Let’s put the move on hold. Drink this first.” From then on, the little clinic grows busier and busier, and its patients become more and more terrifying. Those who rule their territories, those who have just emerged from seclusion, and those who normally fight to the death whenever they meet now crowd around the entrance, fighting over the two beds reserved for serious cases. Everyone in the cultivation world wants to know what Lin Jianxi did to make so many demon kings obey him. Lin Jianxi has only one question: Who said they were obeying me? Three of them secretly stopped taking their medicine just yesterday!