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Chapter 8

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"Little Junior Brother, you aren't interested in Sister Ye, are you?"

Watching Jiang Chen stare at Ye Ye Ruoyi, Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy.

She already regretted bringing her Little Junior Brother to meet Ye Ye Ruoyi.

Jiang Chen was stunned.

Then he realized that staring at someone like that was indeed a bit impolite.

"Miss Ye, I'm sorry."

Jiang Chen apologized: "I observed that you are physically weak and seem to have an illness, so I couldn't help but look a few more times."

Seeing that Jiang Chen wasn't attracted by Ye Ye Ruoyi’s beauty, Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo immediately became happy.

Then.

She looked at Jiang Chen with amazement.

"Huh, Little Junior Brother, you can actually see Sister Ye’s illness?"

One had to know that before today.

She knew that Jiang Chen had never met Ye Ye Ruoyi, and no one in Snow Moon City had ever mentioned Ye Ye Ruoyi’s illness to him.

And yet now.

Jiang Chen had seen Ye Ye Ruoyi’s condition at a glance.

How could this not surprise Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo?

Could it be that besides being able to think of those bizarre questions, Little Junior Brother was also a little divine physician?

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo looked at Jiang Chen suspiciously, but her eyes were filled with expectation.

The more amazing Little Junior Brother was.

The happier she naturally was.

"Young Master Jiang also sees that Ye Ruoyi has an illness."

Ye Ye Ruoyi smiled indifferently, as if she had already let go: "I was born with an incomplete heart pulse; if it weren't for my master taking action to save me, I would have passed away long ago."

Just then.

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo also said with a worried look: "I heard from my father that even if he and Sister Ye’s master took action, they could only protect Sister Ye for a while, and if they couldn't find a way to cure it completely..."

Speaking of this.

She didn't continue.

But Jiang Chen and Ye Ye Ruoyi both understood what she meant.

Actually.

Without Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo’s reminder, Jiang Chen had already seen Ye Ye Ruoyi’s situation.

If there was no other way and things continued like this, he feared Ye Ye Ruoyi wouldn't last more than three years.

Ye Ye Ruoyi patted Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo’s head, signaling her not to be sad.

"Sister Ye..."

Ye Ye Ruoyi comforted her: "Everyone has their own fate; being able to spend the rest of my days in peace here in Snow Moon City and being able to know you, Brother Sikong Qianluo, I am already very satisfied."

However.

Hearing Ye Ye Ruoyi’s words.

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo became even sadder; her eyes turned red, and large tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

"Young Master Jiang, Brother Sikong Qianluo, please sit for a moment, I'll go make you a cup of tea."

Ye Ye Ruoyi didn't think Jiang Chen could cure her illness.

Because even Brother Sikong Changfeng had told her personally that even if his master Xin Xin Baicao came in person, he couldn't cure her illness.

Xin Xin Baicao.

That was the divine physician recognized by the Beili Dynasty!

Actually, not just Xin Xin Baicao.

Ye Ye Ruoyi knew.

Whether it was her father Ye Ye Xiaoying.

Or the Third City Master Brother Sikong Changfeng, both had left Beili to search for divine physicians in other dynasties.

Like the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal Hu Hu Qingniu and the murderous physician Ping Yizhi of the Great Ming Dynasty, as well as Xue Xue Muhua of the Great Song Dynasty, all had been visited by the two.

However.

These divine physicians, after learning about the symptoms of Ye Ye Ruoyi’s illness, all shook their heads and said there was no way.

Congenital diseases are the hardest to treat!

Even these divine physicians recognized by the martial arts world were helpless in the face of her illness.

How could this Jiang Chen, who looked even younger than her, cure it?

Watching Ye Ye Ruoyi turn and walk into the house.

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo didn't even have time to wipe the tears from her face, and with her face covered in tears, she said to Jiang Chen: "Little Junior Brother, help Sister Ye take a look in a moment!"

Although she also understood that Jiang Chen was definitely not a divine physician.

But in her eyes.

Jiang Chen had unique ideas; maybe he could find another way and think of some other method.

"Hmm."

Jiang Chen wiped the tears from Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo’s face and nodded: "I'll take a look in a moment."

Although after the observation just now, Jiang Chen felt that there shouldn't be a big problem in completely curing Ye Ye Ruoyi.

But after all, it was a congenital disease.

And it had dragged on for so long.

How to treat it would depend on after he took her pulse.

Soon.

Ye Ye Ruoyi came over carrying tea.

Smelling the tea, Jiang Chen looked at Ye Ye Ruoyi: "Miss Ye, if you don't mind, could you let me take a look?"

"Sister Ye, just let Little Junior Brother take a look."

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo also encouraged her from the side: "I'm telling you, Little Junior Brother is amazing."

"Since the Young Master wants to try, then let's try."

Ye Ye Ruoyi walked to the stool next to Jiang Chen and sat down, saying softly: "But Ye Ruoyi is very clear about her situation, so please don't put too much pressure on yourself, Young Master."

Looking at the intelligent and considerate Ye Ye Ruoyi.

Jiang Chen didn't speak, just smiled slightly, signaling for her to extend her hand.

After Ye Ye Ruoyi did as she was told.

Jiang Chen didn't waste any time.

He extended three fingers and placed them gently on Ye Ye Ruoyi’s slender, soft wrist.

And then.

Relying on his Divine Physician-level medical skills.

The situation inside Ye Ye Ruoyi’s body was instantly explored clearly by Jiang Chen.

Sure enough.

The reason Ye Ye Ruoyi could live until now was because a strand of congenital true energy was protecting her heart pulse.

And.

What surprised Jiang Chen a little was.

This strand of true energy was somewhat similar to the true energy in his own body.

One had to know.

What he practiced was the 'Great Profound Scripture'.

Essentially, it belonged to the Daoist cultivation techniques, and after being enhanced by the system, it could be said to be countless times more powerful than those divine techniques in the martial arts world.

And this strand of true energy.

Although its quality was much lower than his true energy, it was not something that ordinary internal energy could compare to.

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