In Graycoat Alley stands an unassuming clinic. Its doctor has a tyrant’s methods and a bodhisattva’s heart.
To ordinary people, I say, “A doctor should care for patients like a parent, using his skills to help the world.”
To beasts in human clothing, I say, “Good and evil always meet their due. Heaven’s justice comes around in the end.”
To demons and monsters, I say, “Pay your medical fees in flesh. No credit, no exceptions.”
To immortals and cultivators, I say, “Since you’ve already become immortal, why still call yourself human?”
I’m Doctor Qin Shou, and I bring my own medicine.
