Rakish Little Immortal Doctor

However, Ye Ling'er had only been unconscious for a moment. When she woke up, her breathing became even heavier than before. She managed to say with difficulty, "I have pills in my office, quick... carry me back."

"Okay!"

Given the time-critical situation, Li Qianfan did not hesitate at all. He immediately scooped Ye Ling'er into a princess carry and dashed toward the office.

Ye Ling'er, like a wounded little bunny, curled up in Li Qianfan's arms. Her face was pale without a hint of color, and her cute face was flushed red from gasping for air, which was truly heartbreaking to see.

Seeing this, Li Qianfan quickened his steps.

Upon reaching the office, Li Qianfan carefully placed Ye Ling'er on the couch and asked, "Where are the pills?"

"The second drawer of the office desk," Ye Ling'er said with difficulty.

Hearing this, Li Qianfan immediately went to the desk, quickly found a thumb-sized black gourd in the drawer, and opened the cap to pour out two rice grain-sized pills. He then returned to Ye Ling'er.

Seeing the medicine arrive, Ye Ling'er quickly sat up, took the pills, and swallowed them.

After taking the medicine, Ye Ling'er lied down again on the couch. Her pale complexion visibly regained its rosiness at a noticeable pace, and her heavy breathing gradually subsided. Although not as severe as before, she was no longer in immediate mortal peril.

"Instructor Ye, what is going on with your health?"

After allowing time for her to rest, Li Qianfan finally voiced the doubts in his mind.

"Actually, this is a secret of mine, but since you have already seen it, there's no need for me to hide it any longer," she said.

Ye Ling'er struggled to sit up from the couch. She looked out the window and fell into deep thought, as if reminiscing about something. After a few seconds, she began, "I have a lump in my chest that presses on my lung. When it flares up, I suffer from breathing difficulties and a lack of strength all over my body, just like what you just saw...

well, you couldn't see it, but in any case, it can be life-threatening at any time."

"If it's life-threatening at any moment, why not have surgery to remove it?"

Li Qianfan curiously asked.

"This lump cannot be cut out. If it's removed, then the gift bestowed upon me by the heavens will be gone!"

Ye Ling'er's gaze towards Li Qianfan was filled with seriousness.

This statement left Li Qianfan utterly confused. Damn, a body lump is a gift from the heavens? What kind of thought process is that?

Ye Ling'er, noticing Li Qianfan's confusion, explained, "You should know, the highest realm in martial cultivation is to generate a strand of Qi within the body. Only with this strand of Qi can one become a legendary cultivator."

"I know that. If one can't cultivate this Qi, one cannot become a cultivator,"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Li Qianfan was clear on this point since he was indeed the cultivator Ye Ling'er aspired to be.

Seeing the extreme longing in Ye Ling'er's eyes, Li Qianfan became more curious about his parents' identities. The black box left to him could instantly convert him from an ordinary person into a cultivator, which many martial artists highly crave.

This kind of transcendental ability made Li Qianfan realize once again that his parents were no ordinary people.

No wonder his father constantly instructed him that he could only seek them out when he reached the Golden Core Stage.

"Well, I've had a strand of Qi inside me since I was a child. It's due to the presence of this Qi that I have extraordinary talents in cultivation, allowing me to surpass many of my peers effortlessly. However, three years ago, this Qi accumulated in my lungs, forming a lump."

"If I were to cut this lump out, then the talent gifted to me by the heavens would be utterly lost."

"Does that make sense to you now?" Ye Ling'er asked seriously, looking at Li Qianfan.

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"To think there was such a thing." While Li Qianfan felt astonished, he was also very curious about the Qi inside Ye Ling'er's body. He said, "Instructor Ye, if possible, could you allow me to check your pulse for a diagnosis?"

"Are you a doctor?"

A hint of surprise flickered in Ye Ling'er's eyes as she inquired.

Li Qianfan nodded gently, "My grandfather was a barefoot doctor. I learned a few techniques from him and have healed quite a few people in the past."

When Ye Ling'er learned that Li Qianfan had studied medicine under Barefoot Mister, the anticipation in her eyes immediately vanished, as she had sought out many renowned Divine Doctors in the big cities to treat the lump inside her body, but all were helpless.

An apprentice of a village Barefoot Mister, what could he possibly do?

However, Ye Ling'er did not want to embarrass Li Qianfan, so she nodded gently and extended her fair, snow-white wrist to him, saying, "Alright, then diagnose me."

Li Qianfan immediately placed his fingers on Ye Ling'er's wrist and felt her soft, smooth skin, which stirred his heart slightly. He couldn't help thinking how truly wonderful Ye Ling'er's skin was; it felt so comfortable to the touch.

"You can't see, but you placed your hand accurately on my wrist, pretty amazing," she said.

Ye Ling'er had been observing Li Qianfan all along, feeling that this blind man was different from the others she had encountered before.

Li Qianfan, calm and composed, replied, "Although I am blind, my senses are extremely sharp. That is also why I was able to pass the Four Seas Martial Pavilion examination. Actually, you shouldn't regard me as a blind man."

"Yes, I understand. I've met a few blind experts before. Although they can't see, they are more formidable in battle than those whose eyes are intact. I just mentioned it casually, don't take it to heart," Ye Ling'er responded indifferently.

Li Qianfan smiled faintly and then began to sense Ye Ling'er's physical condition through her pulse.

Ah, such a familiar aura!

The moment his fingers touched her wrist, Li Qianfan felt a strangely familiar aura. Upon this discovery, he immediately activated the Dragon and Phoenix Mystery Skill, a stream of True Qi emanating from his fingertips, diving straight into Ye Ling'er's body.

The True Qi moved like a scanner, all the conditions inside Ye Ling'er's body fell into Li Qianfan's brain.

And the 'lump' in Ye Ling'er's lungs also appeared in Li Qianfan's mind.

The Power of the Solar Terms!

Seeing the aura lingering around the lump, Li Qianfan's spirit instantly revived, and he immediately asked, "Instructor Ye, could you please tell me your birth details?"

Ye Ling'er asked curiously, "Do you need my birth details to treat me?"

Li Qianfan said, "It's useful to me, may you tell me?"

Ye Ling'er said, "There's nothing inconvenient about that; I was born on July 23, 1996."

After learning Ye Ling'er's birth details, Li Qianfan quickly began to calculate in his mind, and soon a thick exhilaration emerged on his face; if he remembered correctly, the day Ye Ling'er was born was the 'Great Heat' Solar Term.

Meaning, the Power of the Solar Terms inside Ye Ling'er was Great Heat.

Excellent!

He had encountered another kind of Power of the Solar Terms.

In his excitement, Li Qianfan almost laughed out loud.

Feeling Ye Ling'er's astonished gaze, Li Qianfan immediately adjusted his emotions and said, "Instructor Ye, I just checked your body, and I've concluded that without affecting the energy inside you, the lump can be eliminated."

At those words, Ye Ling'er was sharply taken aback, blurting out instinctively, "Really? You can make the lump inside me disappear?"

Li Qianfan nodded emphatically, his expression extremely serious, as he wouldn't dare speak so confidently without absolute certainty. For an ordinary doctor, indeed, it was impossible, but for a cultivator extremely familiar with the Power of the Solar Terms, it was quite simple.

The lump inside Ye Ling'er was not an ordinary lump, but a 'Great Heat' Solar Term power accumulation causing long-standing heat toxins.

By eliminating the heat toxins, the lump could disappear.

"How can it be eliminated?"

Ye Ling'er's usual aloofness was gone, her eyes filled with delight.

"By massaging your lungs!"

Li Qianfan, gazing at Ye Ling'er's towering, proud chest, silently swallowed, then spoke.