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Chapter 18: Healing
Chapter Eighteen: Healing
The moment these words were spoken!
Wang Zhenshan was absolutely livid, and the others were equally beside themselves with fury. He had driven everyone to the point of spitting blood with rage, yet still had the audacity to say they should thank him — how could he show his face saying something like that? And he even had the gall to call the Commander a dimwit?
Gu Ziqi was growing anxious too, on the verge of losing control of the situation: "Ye Fusheng, stop talking and run!"
Far from fleeing, Ye Fusheng instead spoke with resounding conviction: "You suffered a severe wound to your abdomen—when you lose your temper, you get chest tightness and shortness of breath, even dizziness and vomiting blood. Your gut was ruptured at some point, which is why your digestion is poor. And because you smoke, your lungs are compromised."
"There are also problems with the heart — the heartbeat is too fast, and it occasionally skips a beat."
"Am I right?"
Wang Zhenshan suddenly stopped struggling, his face full of shock. Due to his status, only a handful of people knew about his physical condition — how could Ye Fusheng possibly know?
Ye Fusheng turned to Wang Shouwen, saying coolly, "Since you are a divine physician and have already taken his pulse, I wonder—does he still suffer from these conditions?"
Wang Shouwen said reflexively, "That's all—Commander Wang is in excellent health!"
"Heh."
Ye Fusheng let out a cold laugh, turned on his heel, and walked away without so much as a glance back. "I'll be waiting for you when you return!"
The atmosphere in the reception room turned strange.
A few seconds later.
"Ye… Ye Fusheng means he just casually cured every illness while he was at it?" the Tianhai City Lord cried out in disbelief.
Everyone drew a sharp breath. They all knew it had to be true, yet none dared say it aloud — it was simply too unbelievable!
"Old Gu, your temper is far too hot-headed — you really need to rein it in. Mr. Ye treated you out of the goodness of his heart, and you turned around and bit the hand that fed you. That's simply not right!" Feng Bonian voiced his opinion.
Wang Zhenshan's face burned with a scalding flush, shame washing over him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ziqi, tell Mr. Ye that I owe him a favor!"
"No!"
Wang Shouwen, who had been standing at the very back, stepped forward briskly, his eyes gleaming with sharp light. "Commander Wang, this is not simply a matter of personal favor. Traditional Chinese Medicine places great importance on the Meridians—you sustained a severe wound to your abdomen, and your Meridians must have been damaged!"
"Your Meridians are damaged and your internal organs are injured — your life cannot last much longer. Yet just now, I sensed not only that your internal organs are healthy, but that your Meridians flow with perfect ease as well."
"He extended your lifespan by at least ten years — this is hardly a matter of personal favors!"
Wang Zhenshan was dumbfounded.
The entire hall was left dumbstruck.
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Cloud-Top Heavenly Palace.
Ye Fusheng waited in the living room for a while. Gu Ziqi returned, still dressed in her evening gown from the banquet.
Just walked in.
She seemed like a completely different person, walking while casting languid, silken glances as she said: "Little brother, I didn't expect you to know medicine too — why don't you treat me as well? Big sis has a fever, and my head feels so dizzy."
The words had barely left her lips when she fell onto the sofa, her whole body trembling.
Ye Fusheng hastily shuffled to one side, her scalp tingling — she really shouldn't be called Gu Ziqi; she should be called Gu the Vixen!
He said with a straight face, "Sister-in-law, actually, between you and me…"
"Who is your sister-in-law?"
Gu Ziqi cut her off, still sprawled on the sofa, biting her lip with a pitiful look. "I'm your sister — your *little* big sister. Cai Chongyang and I are just friends. I kept quiet because I wanted it to be a surprise for you."
"Do you think a mere wage worker like him is worthy of me?"
"Little brother, come quickly and treat your sister's ailment — I'm burning up."
Hm?
Ye Fusheng froze, astonishment coloring his voice. "Aren't you Cai Chongyang's canary?"
The moment those words left her mouth, she regretted them—if she was the eldest young miss of the Gu family, how could she possibly be kept by Cai Chongyang?
Gu Ziqi had long sensed the misunderstanding, and it came as no surprise. She tilted her chin up with a coquettish pout: "All I want is to be your little canary. Now hurry and cure me—hurry…"
Ye Fusheng finally looked at her directly. Though he had seen her many times before, he had never observed her from such close range. Beneath her delicate features lay a fair, slender neck, and below that, skin as smooth as congealed cream, and looking further down…
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