Chapter 163

Ma Zhongren, the middle-aged man, heard this and glanced at his own attire, "Do I look like I can't afford it?"

Yun Qiyue was very honest: "You don't." But whether you are willing to pay is another matter.

Ma Zhongren sat opposite Yun Qiyue, quite satisfied with Yun Qiyue's honesty.

Yun Qiyue: "For the wealthy, the consultation fee is two hundred taels."

Saying this, she pointed to the commoners nearby, "For them, the normal price."

Ma Zhongren heard this and his face darkened, "You are robbing me!"

He had never seen a consultation fee so expensive.

Yun Qiyue nodded in agreement, "Yes, but whether you see me or not is your choice." She hadn't held a knife to his throat.

Ma Zhongren saw Yun Qiyue's indifferent expression and, thinking of the skill Yun Qiyue had just displayed, looked conflicted.

Should he see her or not?

If he did, he felt like a sucker; if he didn't, he was unwilling to miss the chance to be diagnosed by the future Regent Consort.

Before, he didn't know her skills and feared a misdiagnosis, but now that Yun Qiyue had shown her hand, wouldn't all the wealthy want to be diagnosed?

"Are you going to see her or not? If you don't have the money, let me go." Just then, the person behind Ma Zhongren began to urge.

That person was also dressed in silk, his eyes full of impatience.

Ma Zhongren's face turned ugly upon hearing this.

He hated being told he had no money the most!

"I'll see her!"

Saying this, he painfully took out two one-hundred-tael banknotes from his sleeve.

What couldn't he buy with two hundred taels? Buying a single consultation was truly not worth it.

Although he thought this in his heart, he still handed over the banknotes.

Yun Qiyue didn't take them, letting Xixue, who was to the side, take them.

With a look from Yun Qiyue, Ma Zhongren extended his hand.

Yun Qiyue touched his pulse, and before Ma Zhongren could react, Yun Qiyue had already withdrawn her hand.

Ma Zhongren: "Done?"

Yun Qiyue: "Done."

Taking a pulse takes only a second.

Yun Qiyue felt that from now on, she would do it this way; otherwise, pretending and such was too time-consuming.

Ma Zhongren felt he had been played.

In such a short time, hadn't he spent two hundred taels for nothing?

However, Ma Zhongren didn't dare to get angry at Yun Qiyue; after all, Yun Qiyue had the Regent behind her.

But just letting it go like this, Ma Zhongren was very unwilling.

"Why don't you take it again?" Ma Zhongren said with a forced smile.

Yun Qiyue: "No need."

The smile on Ma Zhongren's face could no longer be maintained, but just then he heard Yun Qiyue say: "Have you recently had pain in the liver area, loss of appetite, belching, indigestion, nausea, and a feeling of fullness in the upper abdomen after meals?"

Ma Zhongren was stunned upon hearing this, then nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes, I have all of these."

Yun Qiyue heard this, scanned Ma Zhongren's body, and continued, "You now have edema in both lower limbs, have been inexplicably losing weight and feeling weak during this time, but your stomach is getting bigger and bigger, accompanied by chest tightness, shortness of breath, palpitations, and difficulty breathing after exertion..."

Ma Zhongren was dumbfounded, his expression somewhat nervous: "Doctor, is this caused by my weight loss?" Ma Zhongren subconsciously addressed Yun Qiyue as 'Doctor'.

He had all the symptoms Yun Qiyue mentioned, but he only thought it was caused by his inexplicable weight loss.

After all, he used to be very fat.

However, after his body thinned, his legs swelled and his stomach grew.

Although he had doubts in his heart, he thought it was nothing, so he never saw a doctor.

This time, he thought that being diagnosed by the future Regent Consort would be something to brag about later, so he came.

Yun Qiyue only gave Ma Zhongren a look: Naive.

It was clearly a case of avoiding the doctor out of fear of the illness.

If not, when he had slight symptoms in the early stages, a doctor could have diagnosed it.

Now that he was in such an abnormal state, any doctor would know his body had problems.

Yet, the person in front of her didn't seem to realize this point.

Ma Zhongren: "..." What should he do, he suddenly felt very scared?

Swallowing hard, Ma Zhongren said: "Then... Doctor, I, I, what kind of illness is this?"

The three "I"s in a row showed how nervous and panicked he was at this moment.

Yun Qiyue: "Liver tumor, abdominal ascites."

Liver tumor is the disease, abdominal ascites is the symptom.

Ma Zhongren: "?" Never heard of it, don't understand.

He looked blank.

Yun Qiyue: "It means you have a rather serious liver disease; a tumor has grown on your liver, about this big..."

Yun Qiyue raised her hand to gesture.

"And the serious liver disease has led to fluid accumulation in your abdomen; this is why your body is getting thinner and thinner, yet your legs are swollen and your stomach is big."

Liver disease!

Fluid in the abdomen!

Hearing Yun Qiyue's words, not only was Ma Zhongren stunned, but even the nearby commoners were stunned.

What a serious illness this was!

There is a saying, "The liver is the general's official, in charge of strategy"; everyone knows the importance of the liver.

If the liver, the general's official, is sick, can this person still live?

Also, that big stomach, was it actually filled with water? What a terrifying illness it must be to have this symptom!

Ma Zhongren was scared silly.

Although the onlookers were shocked, they weren't scared silly, so someone asked: "Then, can Boss Ma still live?"

It seemed some people knew Ma Zhongren.

Ma Zhongren felt his mind go blank, and after hearing this, he subconsciously looked at Yun Qiyue, his eyes filled with expectation.

"Treat, live; don't treat, die." Concise and to the point.

"I'll treat, I'll treat!" He wanted to live, he didn't want to die.

Yun Qiyue looked steadily at Ma Zhongren, saying nothing.

Ma Zhongren: "Wha... what's wrong?" Ma Zhongren was very anxious.

Yun Qiyue: "My treatments are very expensive; you need to think clearly."

"It's fine, name your price." Ma Zhongren said immediately.

If treatment is expensive, can it be more expensive than his life?

The smile under Yun Qiyue's veil became even brighter, "Treatment is ten thousand taels, guaranteed to be cured."

Ma Zhongren: "..." This future Regent Consort is truly here to rob money!

Ma Zhongren was on the verge of tears.

However, he still had his servant go home to get the money.

After all, as he said before, between ten thousand taels and his life, his life was definitely more valuable; he considered himself a person who cherished his life.

Money in one hand, treatment in the other—this rule could not be broken.

Of course, the premise was that the illness was not immediately fatal and the other party was not heinous; otherwise, if she encountered an emergency, the patient wouldn't have enough lives to be scammed.

In short, she was not a good person; she had her own set of principles for treating and saving people.

Ma Zhongren was invited by the manager, Chen Kui, to sit inside the Ghost Doctor Pavilion and wait, and Yun Qiyue looked at the next person.

However, the next person, stared at by Yun Qiyue's gaze, couldn't help but take a step back.

How could they not be afraid?

After being diagnosed by her, a person who looked perfectly fine turned out to be seriously ill; what if they were diagnosed with a serious illness?

Just as this person was hesitating whether to slip away early, a relatively large commotion suddenly came from the back of the crowd.