Chapter 623: Peach Blossom Jinx

"There is a cluster of pink baleful energy between your brows that gathers and does not disperse; this is a Peach Blossom Jinx. If I am not mistaken, you have been pestered by someone recently, right?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, yes, there is a man pestering me. I hate it to death. I told him clearly that we aren't a match, but he just keeps pestering me relentlessly." Wang Yue was startled, and her confidence in Chen Yu increased instantly.

"You need to be careful. Looking at the Peach Blossom Jinx on your face, the signs are already very obvious. Since you haven't responded to that person pursuing you for so long, they might do something that ordinary people cannot understand," Chen Yu said.

"Then, then what should I do?" Wang Yue was a little panicked.

"It's not a big problem. There is a Talisman in this Brocade Pouch. If you wear it on your body for three days, it will be broken. However, this Talisman cannot touch water; you must be extra careful," Chen Yu said as he took out a Brocade Pouch.

"Ah, really? Thank you so much." Wang Yue hurriedly took the Brocade Pouch from Chen Yu's hand and kept thanking him.

"Charlatan. Traditional Chinese Medicine is ruined today because of people like you. What Taoism, what Divination and Appearance—it's all just fooling people." Li Fei looked at Chen Yu jealously: "You don't have a shred of real talent or learning, you only know how to fool people."

"You don't believe it?" Chen Yu turned his head and glanced at him: "Then do you dare to say one more time that you don't believe it?"

"I only believe in science. Those god-and-ghost things are just made up by charlatans like you to scare people." Li Fei snorted coldly, his expression full of disdain.

Suddenly, he froze; he saw a pen he had placed on the small tray table suddenly float up out of thin air.

This pen moved slowly forward, pointing directly at his eyeball, while a powerful aura surrounded him, making him unable to even move a muscle.

"Actually, you should believe in science; that is correct," Chen Yu smiled: "But for things that science cannot explain, what will you do?"

Li Fei was drenched in sweat. He wanted to scream and run away, but his body seemed to have been cast with magic; he could not move at all. He could only watch helplessly as the pen in front of him got closer and closer to his eye.

He believed that if he didn't admit defeat now, this pen would definitely pierce his eyeball, and even if he found the best Yisheng, it could not be repaired.

"I believe, I believe it." Li Fei shouted out. Suddenly, the oppressive aura around him loosened, and with a *snap*, the pen fell to the ground.

And he fell with a *thud*, his head hitting the small tray table heavily, knocking a large bump onto his head.

This guy didn't even dare to let out a fart. He looked at Chen Yu with a terrified expression, sat down silently, and behaved himself.

"What was that just now?" Wang Yue asked in surprise.

"Just some little tricks, nothing," Chen Yu smiled.

Chen Yu was knowledgeable and had an endless stream of little tricks, which was most attractive to girls' eyes. At that moment, Wang Yue's concern for Chen Yu grew even closer, and the two chatted about everything under the sun.

Suddenly, an old man in the front of the business class groaned, clutched his chest tightly, and revealed a painful expression.

Beside the old man was a girl of eighteen or nineteen. She exclaimed: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Someone, come quickly!"

A flight attendant on the side hurriedly ran forward: "Old sir, what is wrong? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I am a Yisheng, the Department Director of the Cardiovascular Department at Jitong Hospital. I can help him." Li Fei was terrified of missing this opportunity to show off. He lunged forward, pressed one hand on the old man's philtrum, and asked: "Does the old gentleman have any previous illnesses?"

"No, my grandpa is a Martial Artist; his body has always been very good. How could he suddenly be like this?" The girl was so anxious she was at a loss.

"Having a good body doesn't mean there are no hidden illnesses. Even young people have a lot of sub-health issues," Li Fei said: "Don't worry, little girl, I am a Department Director at Jitong Hospital; your grandpa will be fine."

"What is wrong with my grandpa?" the girl asked anxiously.

"Preliminary diagnosis: it should be a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Does anyone have nitroglycerin-type medicine?" Li Fei barked.

"I have it, I have cardiovascular disease, so I carry this medicine with me." A man rushed over and took out the medicine.

Li Fei laid the old man flat and took out the medicine, intending to give it to the old man to take.

"Stop." Two shouts came over.

Wang Yue and Chen Yu shouted almost at the same time. Wang Yue stepped forward to stop him: "Based solely on the symptom of convulsions, one cannot confirm that the old gentleman has a cerebral hemorrhage. If you abuse medication, it will cause the patient's condition to become more serious, thereby leading to irreversible consequences."

"So my suggestion is conservative treatment; let's see how the situation develops later."

"I am an expert in this field. What right do you have to question my words?" Li Fei said angrily. Anyway, Wang Yue was already getting along famously with Chen Yu, and he couldn't hit on her anymore, so if he offended them, so be it.

"I am also an expert. In terms of education and qualifications, I am not lower than you. Is there a problem with questioning your words?" Wang Yue did not give an inch.

"Please stop arguing. What is wrong with my grandpa?" The girl was so anxious she was shedding tears. She really didn't know who to listen to now.

"Chen Yu, what do you think?" Wang Yue turned her head to look at Chen Yu.

"Your grandpa is a Martial Artist?" Chen Yu stepped forward and felt the old man's pulse.

"Yes, he is a Martial Artist." The girl nodded hurriedly.

"A Martial Artist at the peak of the Martial True Realm, only one step away from the Martial Ancestor Realm. How could such a person have cardiovascular disease?" Chen Yu said.

"Shut up. What does a half-baked practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine know?" Li Fei was furious. He had long had enough of Chen Yu, and coupled with being scared out of his wits by Chen Yu's unknown methods just now, he found Chen Yu even more of an eyesore.

"As a Yisheng, when seeing a patient with a sudden illness, the first priority is emergency rescue and figuring out the cause to prescribe the right medicine, not making wild guesses just to show off," Chen Yu said coldly: "If you dare to talk nonsense one more time, I will slap you across the face."

"You..." Li Fei instinctively wanted to retort, but Chen Yu's sharp gaze made him shiver involuntarily.

He believed that if he dared to talk nonsense one more time, Chen Yu would really not be polite to him, so he closed his mouth obediently.

"But what is wrong with my grandpa?" the girl asked.

"Your grandpa is on the verge of breaking through to the Martial Ancestor Realm, but the Martial Ancestor Realm is different from the previous realms. What is needed is not diligent cultivation, but state of mind and patience," Chen Yu explained: "He has lingered in the Martial True Realm for too long, so he was a bit impatient. Just now, his extreme anger attacked his heart, leading to a deviation in cultivation."

"Ah, then, then what should we do?" The girl was anxious. If something happened to her grandpa, what would she do?

"It's not a big problem. Fortunately, your grandpa has practiced martial arts for many years, and his state of mind is resilient, beyond what ordinary people can compare to. Even if there is a deviation in cultivation, as long as it is corrected in time, there won't be any big problems." Chen Yu took out Silver Needles and began Acupuncture.

Li Fei stood up and wanted to stop him again, but Chen Yu glared at him with a sharp gaze.

That guy groaned and couldn't help but retreat a few steps.