Chapter Nineteen: The Greatest Divine Healer of China

"Uh, you are right! Haha..."

Hearing this, the group felt awkward, exchanging glances with one another.

Xia Ye’s tone, however, remained indifferent, devoid of any particular emotion. He was not trying to praise or belittle anyone; he was simply stating a fact.

Had this been a year ago, no one would have believed him, and many would have scoffed. After all, by any logical standard, how could a young man in his early twenties, fresh on the scene, compare to the nine legendary masters of medicine?

But today, no one dared to question him. He had already visited those nine seniors and proven that his skills were indeed enough to humble them. As of today, he was the undisputed number one miracle doctor in all of China.

However, while Xia Ye was godlike in his craft, he was also naturally carefree and loved his freedom. He had repeatedly rejected the Company’s invitations and had even forcefully driven away the surveillance agents the Company had placed around him, which gave the organization quite a headache.

To the Company, he was undoubtedly a powerful yet uncontrollable factor, and thus difficult to trust. Moreover, because medicine involved the delicate balance of soul and body—areas easily tampered with—they would never come to him unless absolutely necessary.

"Um... Miracle Doctor Xia... actually..."

"Enough, there is no need for you to explain. It’s just that little matter, isn't it? I understand."

Interrupting their explanation, Xia Ye waved his hand with a smile.

"I am merely a healer; saving lives is my duty. As long as there is a patient, I will treat them. I have no interest in worrying about the rest."

With that, he gestured for them to carry the patient into the treatment room. Since the condition was contagious, isolation was necessary; he could not allow the patient to remain in the main hall.

Soon, the poisoned man was carried into the treatment room and placed on the bed. Xia Ye ushered the others out, saying softly, "You may rest in the hall, but do not wander around, touch things, or make noise."

He then pointed to the cabinet beside the dining table. "There is fine tea there, and there is hot water and tea sets on the table. Help yourselves."

*Bang!*

He closed the door.

Ignoring the people outside, Xia Ye turned his gaze to the figure on the bed. The man was barely breathing, on the verge of death.

The next second, a flicker crossed Xia Ye's eyes, and the world in his vision shifted. Mysterious elemental threads began to peel away from the patient's body, as if he were unraveling silk, allowing him to see what lay beneath.

"Oh?"

When he realized what kind of poison the man had contracted, Xia Ye narrowed his eyes.

"What a coincidence."

He was not mistaken; this was the poison of the Primordial Gu!

No wonder the symptoms had seemed familiar. It seemed the Company had followed close on his heels, but this fellow had been unlucky enough to come into contact with the lingering Gu poison during his exploration.

Xia Ye did not know that this poison was actually remnants left behind when Xiao Zizhai had severed the *qi* to save Chen Duo. Upon hitting the ground, the poison had not dissipated but had instead used that sliver of *qi* as nourishment to keep itself "alive."

During the exploration, the man’s protective suit had been torn by the stone wall. His life force and internal *qi* naturally leaked out, which had attracted the residual Primordial Gu on the ground, triggering the poison’s "will to survive" and allowing it to invade.

In truth, the Primordial Gu was an extremely peculiar entity, existing somewhere between "life" and "non-life." It relied on *qi* for survival, much like a "parasite" that fed on energy.

That was the terrifying part: it could not only ignore all defenses to devour an ability user's *qi*, but it could also consume the "innate *qi*" of all living things. One had to realize that innate *qi* was synonymous with one's lifespan; once consumed, death was instantaneous.

"Fortunately, this guy's *qi* is quite substantial, and the amount of Primordial Gu in his body is still minimal. It hasn't yet eroded his innate *qi*, which is how he’s managed to hold on for so long..." Xia Ye analyzed.

But this was the limit. The man’s internal *qi* was exhausted, and the poison was beginning to migrate, heading toward the *dantian* to consume the innate *qi* within his *qi* channels!

*Swish!*

Without hesitation, Xia Ye flicked his wrist, and a pill appeared in his palm—the same Gu-repelling pill he had previously given to Xiao Zizhai. He tossed it back and swallowed it.

Once the medicine took effect, he immediately began removing the man’s protective suit. He took off the mask and stuffed another Gu-repelling pill into the patient's mouth, watching closely.

The moment the pill touched the man's tongue, it transformed into a cooling stream, flowing into his limbs and bones, and quickly began to work.

Instantly, a fragrance reminiscent of menthol emanated from the patient’s skin, protecting his flesh and forming a "barrier" within his meridians to block the path of the Primordial Gu.

Of course, a single Gu-repelling pill was not enough to defeat the Primordial Gu. Seeing the blockage take effect, Xia Ye quickly produced another pill—the "Gu-luring pill" he had previously had Xiao Zizhai feed to Chen Duo.

However, after feeding it to the patient, he immediately used his own *qi* to guide the medicinal power. After all, this man was not Chen Duo and did not possess the body of a Gu child. Letting the Primordial Gu enter his *dantian* would be like inviting a wolf into the house and would only backfire.

"Hmm..."

Soon, under Xia Ye’s control, the medicinal power reached the poison. A "Qi Pellet," formed from his own *qi*, instantly coalesced and adsorbed the Primordial Gu.

His hand then began to move slowly, guiding the pellet along the meridians: from the lower abdomen to the chest, from the chest to the throat, and finally out through the mouth. It was finally extracted from the man's body, hovering in his palm.

"Primordial Gu, huh..."

Looking at the few black specks on the surface of the *qi* pellet in his palm, Xia Ye raised an eyebrow and whispered to himself, finding the creature rather interesting—worthy of further study.

He took a jade bottle from a shelf, placed the Primordial Gu inside, injected a bit of his own *qi* as "feed," sealed it, labeled it, and tucked it away carefully.

With the poison removed, the man’s life was no longer in danger. What remained was to repair the internal ulcerations and damage, which was simple. He took several more medicine bottles from the cabinet.

About half an hour later, the man had recovered to his original state, though he remained unconscious and in need of rest. Satisfied, Xia Ye nodded, opened the door, and called out to the men drinking tea outside:

"It’s done. Take him back to rest. He will wake up by tonight at the latest."

"It’s already fixed?!"

Hearing this, the men stood up immediately. They instinctively checked the time, their faces filled with shock.

In the past, they had heard the name "Miracle Doctor Xia" but had never witnessed his skills firsthand, and they had always harbored doubts. But after rushing into the treatment room to inspect the patient and confirming the situation, they truly sighed from the bottom of their hearts:

"He is truly worthy of being called the number one miracle doctor in China!"