AST 1827 - You were plotted against... (2/2)

This was also why Qing Shui was helping him. He had a good opinion of the Foolish Sage Inheritors. Although they weren’t numerous, each of them was an elite; battling alongside them was like battling in a formation. They were unbelievably powerful.

Qing Shui casually took his pulse and as time dragged on the burly man got anxious. He was nervously asking Qing Shui, “Miraculous Physician Qing, how am I? Can I be cured?”

Qing Shui did not immediately reply, taking his time to think before saying, “Yes, but the chances of success are not very big.”

The burly man’s face began alternating in different shades; no one could tell if he was rejoicing or mourning, but Qing Shui could sense that he was very emotional and excited.

Indeed, the burly man was very emotional as he had gone to at least thousands of doctors; each of them was renowned and highly skilled, but it was hopeless. Thankfully, none dared to try and cheat him, as most martial artists had some basic abilities to sense their own bodies’ condition.

Now that there was finally someone who said he could cure him, the low probability was basically a given, but this reply made him happier than any immortal hymn or music.

“Miraculous Physician Qing, I have faith in your skills!” The burly man immediately declared that he was willing to believe what Qing Shui had to tell him.

“Though I am not a hundred percent confident, I still have about a three-tenths chance of succeeding.” Qing Shui smiled.

The burly man was shocked. He did not feel much when hearing that his chances were low, but knowing that it was only a thirty percent chance was indeed disappointing. It wasn’t as miniscule as he thought and was much better than having no shot at all.

“Thirty percent is already not bad. Even though I really want to be cured, I know that the odds of being cured are not exactly in my favor.” The burly man smiled bitterly at Qing Shui; his expression was one of resignation.

Qing Shui truly felt that this man’s mentality was good, a specialty of people who inherited the mantle of the Foolish Sage. They would be very calm through all matters, rarely becoming flustered at all.

“Let’s go to the room over there, I’ll help cure you right now. We’ll be able to tell if it works in around twenty days.” Qing Shui thought and said.

“Okay, I’ve troubled Miraculous Physician Qing.” The burly man courteously said, before following Qing Shui into an empty room in the Imperial Cuisine Hall.

Qing Shui was able to cure the burly man and did not want to corner him, so he just needed some time. He believed that he would be helpful in the future and this was the prime time to build up a good relationship.

The human body was filled with meridians, especially the area which contained a man’s essence. The meridians in that region were even more concentrated and amongst them were a few critical Yang meridians. Once there was an issue with those, then they were basically done for. The healing methods were next to none, not even with medicinal pills.

Qing Shui began inserting a few needles, casually asking, “When did you realize you had this issue?”

“Twenty years ago, on the day that I got married.” The burly man slowly said.

“I’ve basically confirmed while taking your pulse that someone used medicine to ruin your most important Yang meridians.” Qing Shui stared at the burly man as he uttered the truth, word for word.

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