Chapter 282: Jiang Feng's Diagnosis

Xia Minjun heard Xia Chunyuan's angry shout and her body suddenly stiffened.

She stared fixedly at Xia Chunyuan and shouted in great indignation.

"Brother! He openly hit me! You won't help me avenge him, but instead block me?"

Xia Chunyuan's face grew so grim it seemed water could drip from it, and he spoke word by word.

"Enough! At this point, my little aunt is still lying inside, life or death unknown, and you are thinking about how to save people, yet you are tarnishing the Xia family's reputation!"

Xia Chunyuan stepped forward, his eyes sharply sweeping over Xia Minjun.

"I warn you, from now on, you must not cause any more trouble, or don't blame me for dealing with you as Family Head!"

Xia Minjun felt uneasy under his gaze, realizing that Xia Chunyuan was serious.

She clenched her teeth, her belly full of anger with nowhere to vent, and could only glare fiercely at Jiang Feng.

But she still didn't dare to disobey Xia Chunyuan's command, and unwillingly shut her mouth.

Jiang Feng didn't pay any heed to Xia Minjun's resentment, and his gaze shifted to Xia Chunyuan.

"Take me to see the matriarch Xia. When the time comes, I'll know exactly where the problem lies."

Duanmu Ya, seeing this, quickly stepped forward.

"Xia Family Head, you may not know, Mr. Jiang is not only the refiner of the Pearl‑Flame Pill, but also a renowned Divine Doctor in Jiangnan! Previously, Huo Family's Huo Lao Marshal was critically ill; it was Mr. Jiang who intervened, and a single needle stabilized Huo Lao Marshal's condition!"

"Regardless, let Mr. Jiang first go see Senior Xia; perhaps there could be a turning point!"

Xia Chunyuan heard this and his eyes flickered.

He had also heard of Huo Lao Marshal's case; at the time, it was said the Huo Family was preparing funeral arrangements, but in the end a mysterious Divine Doctor saved him.

He just hadn't expected that Divine Doctor to be Jiang Feng.

So at this moment, looking at Jiang Feng again, his doubts lessened a bit.

After a few seconds of silence, he finally nodded.

"Very well. Since Mr. Jiang is confident, then please follow me. If you truly can save my little aunt, the Xia family will not be stingy with gratitude!"

He then turned and walked toward the doorway of the living room.

"Mr. Jiang, Duanmu Pavilion Master, follow me."

Jiang Feng and Duanmu Ya closely followed, passing through the Xia family's spacious courtyard.

After walking about ten minutes, the group arrived in front of an elegant courtyard.

Xia Chunyuan pushed the door open and entered; Jiang Feng and Duanmu Ya followed into the courtyard.

It was a spacious bedroom, arranged simply and elegantly.

In the center of the bedroom, on a large bed, lay an elderly woman appearing about sixty‑something, none other than the Xia matriarch Xia Junlan.

Her complexion was as pale as paper, lips tinged with bluish‑purple, eyes tightly closed.

At the bedside stood two elderly men in white coats, currently busy, attempting to treat Xia Junlan.

Jiang Feng saw the two and was momentarily stunned.

They were none other than Sun Boyong and Lu Shanqing.

What a coincidence, huh? Old acquaintances all!

It seems the Xia family has exhausted every method; at least within Jiangnan Territory, they've summoned the most elite physicians they could.

Sun Boyong, having finished taking the pulse and sighing, caught sight of Jiang Feng at the doorway, and his eyes instantly lit up.

He hurried forward, his face full of delight.

"Jiang Feng? It's really you! Long time no see!"

Since the last time he treated Su Xueyan, Jiang Feng hadn't seen the two in a long while.

Lu Shanqing also saw Jiang Feng, quickly set down the silver needle in his hand, and hurriedly came forward to greet him.

"Indeed, we originally thought Madam Xia's condition was too tricky, we were at a loss, but now that you've arrived, our worries are lifted!"

The two treated Jiang Feng with extraordinary enthusiasm, even with great reverence.

In their view, Jiang Feng's medical skill is even more profound than that of the Grandmaster Physicians at the Capital National Medical Institute.

With Jiang Feng present, confidence is assured!

Xia Chunyuan stood nearby, and seeing Sun Boyong and Lu Shanqing's respect for Jiang Feng, his anticipation grew a bit more.

Jiang Feng nodded at the two and got straight to the point.

"You've been busy for so long; have you discovered anything?"

When it came to Xia Junlan's condition, Sun Boyong's smile vanished instantly, and he frowned, saying.

"I just took matriarch Xia's pulse; her pulse was profoundly deep, showing no sign of life, and her qi and blood were severely depleted. If she weren't a Nine-Pin Grandmaster with true qi supporting her, she would have likely already become an immortal."

He paused, then added with a helpless expression.

"I tried several life‑hanging prescriptions, but the medicine had no effect; that strange aura continues to linger within her, refusing to disperse."

Lu Shanqing nodded along, his face full of remorse.

"I also tried using my Lu family's ancestral Qingxin Jiedu Needle, inserting it into her twelve major acupoints, hoping to force the toxins out, but unexpectedly, as soon as the needle was withdrawn, she convulsed all over, her breath grew weaker, and the toxicity became even more intense."

"I truly have no solution; I can only temporarily stabilize her vitality with a silver needle, but cannot eradicate the root cause."

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Feng, his gaze full of expectation.

"Jiang Feng, now it all depends on you. The two of us are truly at a loss."

Xia Chunyuan also stepped forward, his tone sincere.

"Mr. Jiang, Divine Physician Sun and Divine Physician Lu are among Jiangnan's top healers; even they cannot succeed. I beg you to save my little aunt! As long as you can save her, no matter what conditions you set, the Xia family will agree!"

Now, he was certain: Jiang Feng was his little aunt's final hope.

Jiang Feng said nothing, strolling slowly to the bedside, and lowered his head to look at Xia Junlan on the bed.

Under her skin a faint bluish‑black hue seeped, her breath was weak, and the rise and fall of her chest was almost invisible.

Jiang Feng extended his right hand, his Fingers lightly resting on Xia Junlan's wrist, a faint stream of true Qi slowly flowing into her body, probing her physical condition.

The bedroom fell silent in an instant; everyone held their Breath, staring intently at Jiang Feng, not daring even to gasp.

Sun Boyong and Lu Shanqing stood aside, their eyes tense as they watched Jiang Feng.

Time passed minute by minute, and Jiang Feng's brows slowly furrowed, his gaze turning serious.

He only moved his fingers slightly, as if carefully sensing something.

Lu Shanqing couldn't help but step forward a step, asking softly.

"Jiang Feng, what do you think? Have you identified the Poison? Is it a rare deadly Poison?"

Jiang Feng slowly withdrew his hand, shaking his head.

When he shook his head, the atmosphere in the bedroom instantly grew heavy.

Xia Chunyuan's complexion turned sour in an instant, the expectation in his eyes turning to disappointment.

"Mr. Jiang, even you..."

Sun Boyong also sighed, patting Jiang Feng's Shoulders.

"Alas, I knew it; this Poison is too bizarre, you can't even be normal."

Lu Shanqing also showed a dejected expression; he had thought Jiang Feng's arrival would solve it, but it still didn't work.

Just as everyone was disappointed, Jiang Feng suddenly lifted his head and said with absolute confidence.

"She isn't poisoned; she's suffered a Backlash..."

"What???"