Chapter 1802: Too Difficult

This is a challenge, because strictly speaking, Qing'er's condition is not an illness, but something she was born with.

Therefore, what Chen Yu is doing now—changing a person's constitution—is extremely difficult.

Of course, ordinary illnesses no longer pique Chen Yu's interest; what he is interested in are these difficult and miscellaneous cases.

Chen Yu took out the Silver Needle, laid them out one by one to the side, and then began the Acupuncture.

As the first needle fell, Tang Lao's expression shifted slightly; he saw that Chen Yu's acupuncture technique was like a swimming dragon or a moving snake, extremely exquisite.

Tang Lao has great fame in Europe and is hailed by the Chinese as the Medical King, but with his decades of medical experience, he could not recognize what kind of acupuncture technique Chen Yu was currently performing.

He only felt that every time Chen Yu dropped a needle, there was a profound principle, as if it were the Heavenly Dao—the Heavenly Dao dictating that his needle should land right there.

Every bit of Chen Yu's work was exquisite, and his technique could be said to be flawless.

"This... what is this technique? I have never heard of it before... No, this is no longer just acupuncture; this is the Heavenly Dao," Tang Lao muttered.

"Old sir, hello." Seeing Tang Lao muttering to himself, An'er leaned in with a fawning face.

"Hello, is there something you need?" Tang Lao only then came back to his senses; he thought An'er was with Chen Yu, as the two had been sitting very close just moments ago.

"I am An'er, a leader of the Red Skull. If you are from Yizhou, you must know who I am," An'er said, bowing and scraping; he was very polite now.

He had heard of this old man and had even sought medical treatment from him, but his own illness was terminal, and Tang Lao had no good solution.

However, Tang Lao's attention had been entirely on his granddaughter and Chen Yu, so he had not noticed An'er before him at all.

"It's you?" Tang Lao was slightly startled. Yizhou has always been turbulent, especially since the Red Skull, famous throughout Europe, is located here.

The current underground world of Yizhou is controlled by three warlords.

Moreover, they monopolize over eighty percent of the illegal businesses.

The man before him is the slightly kinder one among the three generals; he seemed to have treated him before.

"Yes, I visited you, Old Master Tang, before. You treated me," An'er smiled. "Do you remember?"

"I... I remember. Lord An'er, I didn't expect you to be here too," Tang Lao said hurriedly.

"I also came here after failing to find a cure elsewhere," An'er sighed.

"When Lord An'er sought me out last time, you were quite ill, but now I see your spirit is quite good. Truly, a lucky person has their own heavenly protection," Tang Lao looked at An'er in surprise.

The last time he saw An'er was several years ago; at that time, he was very ill and came to seek treatment, but for terminal illnesses, Tang Lao had no good solution.

If it were a normal person, given the extent of the illness, they would likely have passed away long ago, but this An'er had managed to hold on for several years, and looking at his ruddy complexion, he didn't look like a patient at all.

"I have started believing in Buddha and do one good deed every day. In Buddhist terms, this must be my karmic reward," An'er said, his mood still excellent when speaking of this.

"And a master told me that I would meet my noble benefactor. This benefactor is a Huaxia person, and he can cure my cancer."

"This is your noble benefactor," Tang Lao pointed at Chen Yu, who was still performing the procedure, and said with a tone of certainty: "He can cure my granddaughter's terminal illness, and he can also cure your cancer."

"Really? Can cancer really be cured?" An'er was both shocked and delighted. He trusted Tang Lao, because in his view, Tang Lao's medical skills were the most formidable among the Chinese.

Now, seeing Chen Yu before him, even Tang Lao was full of praise for his medical skills, which greatly increased his confidence in Chen Yu.

The only problem now was that Chen Yu was indifferent to him, and he had to find a way to make Chen Yu's attitude toward him soften.

Soon, Chen Yu's enthusiasm reached its peak; one could see mist rising from his head, and the mist formed three flowers above his crown.

"Three Flowers Gather at the Crown, Five Qi Return to the Origin," Tang Lao was extremely shocked.

He knew a little about Qigong, but he had never seen such a legendary realm; before meeting Chen Yu, he had never witnessed such a height.

Qing'er's face was slightly flushed, and her body felt incredibly hot, as if several needles burned red were piercing inside her.

But the cold energy in her body was being forced out bit by bit, and her Cold Pulse Constitution was also being changed little by little.

She was amazed at the changes in her own body and also amazed at the strength of the man before her.

Even for Chen Yu, forcibly changing a person's constitution required paying a great price. He unleashed his Divine Sense without reservation, watching everything cautiously while also monitoring the changes in Qing'er's body.

Finally, Chen Yu finished the acupuncture. He slowly withdrew his hand gestures, remained silent for a moment, and then removed the needles.

Qing'er was already drenched in sweat; she breathed slightly and opened her eyes.

But the moment she opened her eyes, her gaze seemed to have changed; her eyes were very lively and spirited, vastly different from her previous dying state, because the cold energy in her body had been completely eliminated, and even her constitution had changed.

Previously, she was born with a Cold Pulse, but now her Cold Pulse had been forcibly changed by Chen Yu using his Primordial Qi of extreme Yang. With the Cold Pulse changed, her illness was cured.

"Qing'er, you... is your illness cured?" Tang Lao hurried forward; with his medical skills, it was not difficult to see the changes in Qing'er.

Qing'er was indeed better; her illness was completely cured. As long as she recuperated carefully, she would soon be able to return to the constitution of a normal person.

"Grandfather, I feel much better now. I feel my body is warm, my illness is gone." Qingfeng sat up straight slowly; feeling the changes in her body after her constitution had been altered, she could not help but be both surprised and happy.

"Strictly speaking, your illness is not an illness, but a natural constitution. To cure your illness, one can only change your cold-leaning constitution."

Chen Yu said: "I used Primordial Qi to change your constitution, but in the future, you will also be prone to illness because your heart fire will be too strong. I will give you a prescription; take it often in the future to regulate the balance of Yin and Yang, and you will be fine."

"Thank you," Qing'er nodded.

He wrote the prescription and gave instructions regarding Qing'er's future precautions.

"Mr. Chen, your medical skills are truly unparalleled in the world," Tang Lao felt heartfelt admiration for Chen Yu.

He had originally thought that his granddaughter's illness was incurable this time, but he never expected that Chen Yu could directly step in and cure it.

Moreover, he cured his granddaughter's illness using acupuncture; if it were anyone else, they certainly would not have been able to do it.

Even he, honored as the Medical King, had many Head of State-level figures locally seek him out for treatment, but he still sighed in inferiority.