[C] Day to Day Grind [Closed, Yingfeng]

Another day of mind breaking boredom. Feng hated this damn hospital, it was enough to hope that he would never be assigned to the bloody Third Division incase he got stuck working in the sterile halls. Well with his lack of Kaidō ability, a great source of annoyance for the young Shinigami, that would hardly be his assignment anyway. Truthfully he was being unfair simply due to the frustration his current situation was causing. In fact regardless of what squad Feng ended up in he was planning on checking to see if the hospital administration would like him to continue the lessons he was currently teaching to the other patients. The Yang-style t'ai chi ch'uan and qigong lessons had been far more popular that he’d expected, in fact he only had asked permission to teach them for a better excuse to practice them himself and to shut up the small number of patients who’d approached him asking what he was doing. He supposed that the other patients had been as bored as he was himself.

He’d been up at the crack of dawn to begin the lessons, being surprised to find that even a handful of Third Division off-duty hospital staff had joined in, and had spent a around 2 hours teaching with a further half an hour private practice.

Now the man was back in his private room and had got washed and changed into a loose set of hospital issued clothing. He was sitting up in his bed reading a martial arts manual about a more modern take on fighting than he was used to when he heard the door slide open. Glancing up he saw a tall man step in who began a routine check up without a word of greeting which caused the recruit to smile faintly in amusement. Lack of social ability seemed a common weakness of many Soul Reapers.

“Good morning.” he greeted closing his book and putting it on the side table. “The injury? Well sure.” he started sounding a little confused as such details had been taken quite some time ago. “I was on a mission to investigate the destruction of plus souls and came across a Quincy which turned into a violent altercation.”

Grimacing at the memory he continued “I was grievously wounded when the Quincy struck me with a special arrow. I was told afterwards it was called a Seele Schneider and had done quite a lot of internal damage.”

He folded his hands across his lap “I am sure the details of my treatment have been recorded by the hospital staff but I was in surgery and since then have been undergoing periodic Kaidō sessions and, up until recently, physical therapy however the hospital decided that the lessons I am providing the other patients more than covers any sort of physical rehabilitation I might need.”

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Feng raised an eyebrow and pointed at the sunshine spilling in through the window while wearing a faint smile. "It certainly looks like a good morning." he replied pleasantly. The man certainly quirky, more than the usual individuals from the Fourth rather than the caring healers of the Third. Still it was hardly his place to bother the man, he was likely doing his job and just wanted to get to the end of his shift. So it was quite rather confusing when the doctor started asking his nonsensical questions.

Feng was, in general, a very calm individual. He tended towards unfailing politeness and exuding warmth but there was something very irritating about the stranger, in fact it took quite a lot of effort to not snap at his nosiness but instead he held his tongue and forced himself to be calm. Perhaps it was just being cooped up in here.

"Your records are correct." he confirmed politely "I have yet to be assigned to a division. I am currently serving in an auxiliary capacity and as such have worked alongside various divisions since my graduation."

The questions about the weapon almost made Feng roll his eyes but he only managed to keep his expression still by a great force of will instead retaining his faint smile. "You would have to ask the Fourth." he stated with a shrug. "I don't know much about Quincy weapons, it is hardly my area of expertise. All I can tell you is that it looks like a sword with a blade made out of pure spiritual energy and is used as an arrow. And it hurts to get hit by...a lot."

Feng shrugged as the conversation turned towards something that was easier to answer "I was ordered to travel to Earth. There were incidents of plus souls being destroyed and my superiors wanted to know what was happening. I found no trace of the spirits once I got there which was very unusual as even a Hollow would leave something behind." he said and a sigh slipped out. It was unpleasant to recall what had happened. "I came across a young woman, a mortal, who engaged in hostilities when I attempted to approach her nonviolently. She was a Quincy. We fought and she used a strange ability on me weakened me, I have no idea what it was, then fired that blade projectile. It nearly killed me and only missed my heart due to being able to move at the last moment."

The man nodded as he continued his questions when seemed...marginally more professional...truthfully he was surprised this individual was allowed to work as a healer at all. Oh he hoped he hadn't got some sort of quack, Feng didn't need being held up longer in the hospital that he already had been.

"Well I blacked out soon after the arrow hit me and I escaped through a Senkaimon. I had already sent a SOS and so was found within the dangai almost straight away then I lost consciousness. As for the weapon wounding me itself...well I have been cut, stabbed, crushed, concussed, pierced and wounded in a number of ways over the centuries."

The Shinigami shook his head. "Nothing felt like that. It was agony." he paused and frowned "Actually I do know a little more about the weapon." he admitted after a moment, truthfully he had poured over books during his recuperation period to try and learn about his enemy. "The weapon vibrates at an extreme rate giving it the ability to weaken bonds between Spirit Particles and as such those of us with Reishi bodies are highly effected by the weapons."

The man glanced away to look out the window. "I wish I had been released." he murmured. Being stuck indoors was killing the martial artist. He needed to get out, to train properly, he felt his skills were atrophying being stuck in this place. "The other healers said that the internal damage had been extreme. I've underwent surgery, repeated Kaidō treatments and now it's mostly just physiotherapy. Honestly I don't think even the Third is used to healing damage done by special Quincy weapons."

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"Mhm" was all the response Feng give this deeply unpleasant individual when he mentioned that he might stop by the Fourth. He already had his own plans for looking into the abilities of the Quincy which didn't rely on others doing the investigating for him but he didn't bother to state them out loud, no doubt such a comment would illicit another unwanted comment or worst start an actual conversation.

No better to just get this little appointment over and done with.

"Yes please do." Feng responded with little bit of uncharacteristic sarcasm. Get on with the medical business? What type of healer was he? Feng was starting to worry that some mental health patient had broken out of his confinement and dressed up as a member of the Third. Then remained silent as the man continued his work feeling relieved, and vaguely surprised, when he demonstrated an actual ability with healing Kido. The constant tightness in his chest since the attack began to lighten up slightly to his surprise. He had undergone numerous healing sessions and the improvement in each one hadn't been noticeable, perhaps this was a sign that he was finally healing? He smiled at the thought. He wouldn't wait to escape the suffocating walls of the hospital.

Once he finished Feng nodded slightly. "Thank you Doctor." he said sincerely. His annoyance at other's unpleasant manner was already beginning to fade. Feng often found it difficult to remain angry at others for any real amount of time for anything less that unforgivable acts. Merely being a frustrating individual was not worth holding a grudge against someone for.

"Oh really? That is wonderful news." he replied pleasantly sounding overjoyed as a grin overtook his features. At last he was getting out of this hospital and he could go back to his normal routine as well as looking into getting his division assignment finalised. "I can not wait to leave."

Rubbing a hand against the scar left by the Quincy's attack he shrugged slightly. It was simply one more for the collection, his body was already marred in every spot except his face.

"A short term boost should be all I need." he commented absently. "I know a few traditional health remedies. Exercises, herbs, acupuncture treatment...that sort of thing. I'll get by once with the minor recovery work after wards." he assured the healer.


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“Hmm?” Feng replied focusing on the man again. His mind had been wandering as he’d began to silently plan out the training regime he would need to get started on to get himself back into tip top fighting shape.

“They can be effective for certain things but I would never say to allow them to take priority over known modern medical practices that are known to work.” he assured the healer. Feng had been using such traditional treatments since his earliest days in the Rukongai and the information had just come to him as time went by. His theory was that he’d been knowledgeable of such things in his human life and that the cycle was allowing him to recover the necessary memories when they were needed. There was no scientific basis for this belief but he liked to think that the Balance was more than an automated process with no will behind it. If even the cycle could show mercy then there was hope for all of them after all. He’s fortified his knowledge of the Traditional Chinese Medical Arts after finding other practitioners in Sabitsura and later in the Gotei.

Tilting his head slightly as he considered the other man, it was unusual that a healer of the Third would request such information from a patient under their care.

“I’ll be honest it’s possible it was my century in the Rukongai that made me come to rely on such methods. Healers are hardly overly available resources as far out as the 64th District.” he told the other man.

“Certain ailments can all be soothed through the use of acupuncture and massages such as fire cupping, tui na, moxibustion or even qi gong.” Feng explained. “Other techniques can be used to help with a wide array of things such as allergies, Asthma, Sinusitis, Headaches, TMJ, Back Pain, Sciatica, Musculoskeletal Problems, Insomnia, Anxiety, Dizziness, Depression, High Blood Pressure, Chronic Fatigue, Fibromyalgia, Addictions, Indigestion, Constipation, Sexual Dysfunction, Post-Operative Recovery, Palliative Care.”

Stretching slightly he smiled. “Then there is Chinese herbal medicines. It can help with skin conditions, bowel and stomach related sicknesses, endometriosis and infertility, fatigue and tiredness, breathing problems, arthritis and even psychological issue such as depression.”

The man shook his head “Personally I use it for insomnia, headaches and sometimes even anxiety although I prefer to rely on good old fashioned exercise.”

Folding his hands on his lap he smiled at Merrick wondering where his line of questioning came from. “Is there a particular venue of treatment you were looking for? I could show you myself or, perhaps, I could write you a book list of volumes I know are held by the Third’s Library.”

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Total WC: 2019