Chapter 72: Astonishing the Divine Healer

"Convey my orders immediately. From now on, unless I permit it, no one is allowed to seek revenge on Chu Tian in private!"

Sitong Wuheng's face was grave, his gaze once more falling upon the coffin.

His heart was heavy with sorrow, tinged with guilt. His youngest son had been brutally slaughtered, yet he hesitated to avenge Sitong Feng, cowed by the might of the Long family.

This was not only Sitong Wuheng's personal humiliation, but the shame of the entire Sitong clan.

However, this matter would never simply be left unresolved; the Sitong family was waiting, searching for the right moment. Once the time was ripe, they would surely kill Chu Tian.

...

Early the next morning, at the bar.

Lin Qinghan arrived at the bar carrying clothes, finally relieving Ye Binglan of the awkwardness of being inadequately dressed.

"I'm fine now. I really don't need anyone to take care of me," Ye Binglan sighed. Although it was heartwarming that her sisters worried about her, she didn't want to be treated like a patient on the verge of death.

"No way! Who knows what was hidden in Sitong Feng's silver needles? I must give you a thorough check," Lin Qinghan said sternly, leaving Ye Binglan helpless.

Chu Tian chuckled softly, standing aside as he watched. He was genuinely glad that his second senior sister was safe.

"Xiao Tian, I'm about to examine Second Sister. Why are you still here? Are you hoping to sneak a peek at her private parts?" Lin Qinghan turned and glared at Chu Tian.

"Second Sister's body has just recovered. Shouldn't I stay here to watch over her?" Chu Tian retorted.

"You don't need to be here. If you want to help, go to the Spring Renewal Hall and fetch medicine for me."

"Today, Dr. Tang is on duty. The medical hall will surely be overcrowded. I need to care for Second Sister, so I'll leave this responsibility to you," Lin Qinghan said, pushing Chu Tian out of the private room and shutting the door behind him.

Chu Tian was speechless. He had already seen Second Sister's body yesterday, and now he was being asked to avoid her. Was there anything Second Sister could possibly hide from him?

Wei Family, backyard.

Wei Yuansheng threw a punch, producing a sonic boom in the air, looking fierce and powerful.

He continued, one punch after another, the shadow of his fists like rolling thunder, too swift for ordinary eyes to follow.

Just then, Wang Jiulong led an elderly man into the backyard of the Wei family's villa.

The old man, seventy years of age, had graying hair but a ruddy complexion, his whole bearing full of vigor.

His name was Wu Liang, a master of traditional medicine, holding a paramount position in the field.

Earlier, when Wei Yuansheng was diagnosed with cancer, he sought medical help everywhere and naturally turned to Wu Liang.

Wu Liang served as Wei Yuansheng's attending physician for a time, until Wei Yuansheng left Tianmen City to seek reclusive experts, after which Wu Liang ceased his treatment.

"Master Wei, Master Wu is here to visit you," Wang Jiulong called from the edge of the backyard.

Hearing this, Wei Yuansheng's fist halted mid-air.

"Haha! So it's Master Wu. Forgive me for not welcoming you sooner," Wei Yuansheng laughed heartily, moving forward to greet Wu Liang.

"Master Wei, why aren't you resting in bed? Why are you engaging in such strenuous exercise?" Wu Liang frowned. While moderate activity was beneficial, Wei Yuansheng was a late-stage cancer patient.

With the spread of cancer cells, his body suffered constant pain. How could he withstand such exertion? Was he deliberately tormenting himself?

"Master Wu, there's no need to worry. My illness has been completely cured," Wei Yuansheng replied calmly, as though stating something obvious.

"Completely cured?"

"You had cancer—late-stage cancer at that, an incurable disease throughout the medical world. How could it possibly be so easily cured?" Wu Liang looked bewildered, suspecting that the illness had muddled Wei Yuansheng's mind, and he was merely comforting himself.

"Master Wu, Master Wei's illness truly has been cured. I can vouch for it," Wang Jiulong quickly nodded. He had witnessed Chu Tian concocting medicine for Wei Yuansheng firsthand.

No one understood better than he did the miraculous skills of Chu Tian.

"It's really cured?" Wu Liang still found it hard to believe.

"Of course," Wei Yuansheng stretched his limbs again. Wang Jiulong promptly handed him a clean towel.

He took the towel, wiped his sweat, and invited Wu Liang to sit down.

"Master Wei, may I examine your body?" Wu Liang asked seriously. He had practiced medicine for many years, but had never heard of anyone curing such a dire disease.

Even the most skilled doctors could only slow the spread of cancer and prolong life.

But once cancer reached its final stage, all that remained for the patient was to await death.

That was why, in a previous life, Wei Yuansheng had searched for famous doctors everywhere, but ultimately could not escape dying in bed.

"Very well," Wei Yuansheng nodded, naturally accepting Wu Liang's offer.

They sat together at the stone table in the backyard.

Wei Yuansheng extended his hand, allowing Wu Liang to take his pulse.

Traditional medicine could also sometimes diagnose cancer.

In traditional medicine, cancer was seen as accumulated qi, condensing into masses.

The grand method for masses: If the pulse is thin and close to the bone, it is a mass.

Wei Yuansheng's pulse was strong and powerful, nothing like that of a terminally ill patient, nor that of a seventy-year-old man.

Though Wei Yuansheng was a martial artist, the vigor of his pulse still stunned Wu Liang.

"Master Wu, what do you think?" Wei Yuansheng asked with a smile.

"Your illness truly has been cured. Not only have the symptoms of cancer vanished, but even your chronic ailments have disappeared. In other words, you no longer resemble a seventy-year-old man. In fact, you seem thirty years younger, like a robust forty-year-old," Wu Liang exclaimed, his tone full of wonder.

Yet Wei Yuansheng acted as though this was only natural, as if everything had been anticipated.

"Master Wei, who is the miracle doctor who cured your cancer? Please introduce me!" Wu Liang earnestly requested, staring intently at Wei Yuansheng.

Though he stood at the summit of the medical world, he was never arrogant.

Especially in the presence of a physician capable of curing cancer, Wu Liang felt genuine admiration.

"Well..." Wei Yuansheng hesitated, not immediately agreeing to Wu Liang's request.

Wu Liang noticed his expression and asked, "Master Wei, is there some difficulty?"

"No, it's just that Master Chu is a modest man. I must first ask his opinion before I can give you an answer," Wei Yuansheng replied.

"Master Chu?" Wu Liang frowned, puzzled.