Chapter 143: Father’s Illness

There are two types of people in this world that neither the rich nor the powerful dare to offend. One is the Xuan Master. No one knows what tricks they might use, as their methods are unpredictable and mysterious. It is said that a skilled Xuan Master can take a life from a thousand miles away. The other is the physician, especially those with high medical skills. People eat all kinds of food, and no one knows when they might get sick. Therefore, you must never offend a physician. To offend one is to hand your life over to them.

Zhu Yanyi might not have learned three-tenths of the essence of the Azure Sovereign Qingdi’s medical arts, but for people today, her skills were already very high. The moment she saw Old Yun, she noticed that although her face looked rosy, there was a hint of greenish-black underneath. Clearly, she suffered from a hidden illness. She likely came here seeking medical help. The fact that she sought her out instead of Old Yao suggested that her condition involved some non-scientific factors.

"Little girl, are you threatening me?" Old Yun was stunned. She looked at Zhu Yanyi, surprised by her boldness. "Do you really think I came only to seek medical help? Besides, I could also ask your master, Old Yao."

Zhu Yanyi snorted. "If you wanted to see me, you must have already asked Grandpa Yao. I admit, Grandpa Yao’s medical skills are excellent. However, what he learned is different from what I learned. He focuses mainly on pharmacology and uses human anatomy as a secondary aid to treat diseases. He can handle most difficult and complex cases. But he has not studied human medical formations, nor has he communicated with Sister Guanyin. So, there are some illnesses I can cure, but he cannot." She then smiled. "Of course, maybe he can too. But I am his disciple. If I suffer a loss, do you think he would treat you?"

Her masters were all very protective. If they knew she had been wronged, they would surely protect her. So, no matter how powerful Old Yun was, he could not argue with people who were so protective of their own.

"Haha, I told you, you cannot control my disciple." The door to the adjacent room opened, and Old Yao walked out. Several other elders came out with him. Old Yun, who could gather these elders together, was definitely no ordinary person.

"Alright, alright, you were right. Your disciple is amazing." Old Yun could only smile helplessly. He knew the personalities of these old friends well. He was just curious. Through their connections, he had learned that these friends shared a common final disciple. Plus, his body really had problems, so he came to take a look.

"Alright, Ani, go check on Grandpa Yun. See what serious illness he has." Old Yao snorted from the side, seeming very disdainful of Old Yun, but his words revealed deep care.

Zhu Yanyi agreed and walked over. She opened her medical box, took out a pulse pillow, and placed it on the table next to Old Yun. Old Yun did not hesitate and placed her hand directly on the pulse pillow. Zhu Yanyi began to diagnose her pulse.

Zhu Yanyi knew that someone like Old Yun would never come here for a minor ailment. She had come here first to see Old Yao. Now that Old Yao asked her to diagnose her, it was obvious that Old Yun’s body had other issues. Zhu Yanyi closed her eyes. Her wood-element aura slowly entered Old Yun’s body, clearly revealing her internal condition to her.