Huang Haitao stood motionless on the side, just curiously watching Chen Xuan.
Why has this person suddenly taken an interest in ?
Chen Xuan shrugged his shoulders, walked to the desk of docunts, where nurous examination reports were neatly classified. No wonder Yue Beifeng said a clever person could use the full thirty minutes to simultaneously read reports and listen to others diagnosing, indeed it saves quite a bit of effort.
The case file had the patient’s na: Gu Zhaoning.
But he couldn’t be bothered to look.
Chen Xuan took advantage of when he turned sideways towards them, activating the Divine Eye Technique while his right hand took out a barcode scanner from his pocket. At this angle, the small barcode scanner was completely blocked by his body; from aiming at the target to pressing the button, it took less than one-tenth of a second.
Then, he put the scanner back.
In the eyes of the others, Chen Xuan rely paused in place for a mont.
Next, he took out his phone and started browsing the transaction page—as long as it could connect to WIFI, the phone and barcode scanner could access the store’s transactions and inventory system.
"Mr. Chen, case files shouldn’t be photographed," You Chi reminded.
"I know, I’m checking information."
Of course, doctors can check information; nowadays, using AI for diagnosing is common, checking the phone during diagnosis is perfectly ordinary.
Chen Xuan needed to determine first whether this illness would manifest in abilities, if not, whether there would be corresponding symptoms.
For example, in his inventory there’s an ability called "Weak and Ill," it’s akin to "Special Eating," a birth characteristic that even the Dinsional Limit chanism can’t detect.
Upon opening the page, Chen Xuan was stunned.
Gu Zhaoning’s four sections were all filled, three of them were even negative abilities marked in gray!
"Weak and Powerless" Level 1, gray.
—"Unable to exert force with hands or shoulders, training is useless."
"Weak Breathing" Level 1, gray.
—"What is ordinary for normal people is imnsely difficult for you. Struggle to inhale or else you’ll die. A component of the Living Dead."
"Deficient in Vitality and Blood" Level 1, gray.
—"Always feels like half-awake, no matter how long you sleep you’ll feel incredibly tired, a component of the Living Dead."
What kind of chosen fragile being is this!
The only difference was the first item.
"Curse: Bound by Misfortune" Level 2, green.
—"Your life from thriving to declining is dictated by fate, you’re just accelerating the process. Don’t be disheartened, your decline promotes the prosperity of many lives, such as bacteria."
"What nonsense!" Chen Xuan blurted out.
"What?" Disciples of Beitian Academy and doctors and nurses in the room all looked at him.
"Uh, I just slled sothing foul, wondering if soone... passed gas."
Everyone looked at each other, shaking their heads, eagerly clearing suspicion.
"Definitely not ."
"Not either!"
"I always go outside for that."
The doctor who said this was instantly the focus of everyone’s gaze.
"It’s fine, it’s no big deal," Yue Beifeng frowned, "Every room here has a fresh air system, it’ll dissipate in a few seconds at most."
Chen Xuan nodded, pretended to keep looking at case files, while in his mind he cursed the store thoroughly. A re grassroots spot is fine, but does this description of abilities make any sense? A person cursed is beneficial to bacteria? Why don’t you go trade with bacteria!
No wonder after seeing so many doctors they couldn’t solve the problem... On the surface, it is indeed an illness, like weakness, being feeble, repeated low fevers and colds, these are clinical manifestations of symptoms, yet essentially it is a curse.
No one knows how long this curse has been with her.
To the point that her body developed so many negative features, a page with just four sections couldn’t fit them all.
No need to scan repeatedly; even if there are new abilities later, they’re likely also negative.
Maybe that charlatan spoke correctly—it’s sowhat akin to evildoing.
Chen Xuan turned to You Chi and said, "I want to talk to her."
At this point, only a minute had passed.
"Already understood her condition this quickly?" Huang Haitao said, sowhat surprised.
"More or less. I should be able to cure her."
Once these words were spoken, everyone present revealed a look of astonishnt!
What Chen Xuan thought about, however, was sothing else: who put this curse on her? At present, the curse seen was nothing more than two types, one is voluntarily borne as an cost, like Black Magic; the other is a forced state from an enemy, like a blood curse. Regardless of how the curse was obtained, it’s best to ask clearly.
"How do you plan to treat her?" Yue Beifeng asked impatiently, "With dication? Or surgery?"
"May I ask... what exactly is the cause of her illness?" You Chi was evidently more concerned with the source of the disease.
"I’ll only decide the plan after speaking with her," Chen Xuan said calmly, "Make it quick, my ti is limited."
"Mr. Chen... since you said you can cure her, we’ll give you not just six minutes, but six days if needed—"
He interrupted, "No need, just six minutes."
"Alright... please co over then." You Chi pulled aside the curtain hanging by the bed, signaling for him to approach the patient.
Chen Xuan walked to the bedside, counting as seeing the patient’s appearance—the Gu Family’s young miss was about seventeen or eighteen years old, eyes tightly closed, breathing barely perceptible, face pale as paper.
Her hand was hanging with IV drips, beside her was also a monitor, displaying her current heartbeat and blood pressure.
In such a state, she still had to answer rounds of questioning from doctors, just thinking about it seed exhausting.
Chen Xuan sat in the chair by the bed, leaning closer to her. Yue Beifeng and You Chi stood behind him, closely watching his every move.
"Hello, can you hear my voice?"
After a mont’s wait, she had a slight reaction, slowly opened her squinted eyes.
Chen Xuan asked again.
Gu Zhaoning weakly nodded, then murmured, "I feel awful... my whole body is uncomfortable. Why do so many people see yet I haven’t improved? Doctor... am I going to die?"
Theoretically, if she continues like this, she would definitely die.
Though the descriptions of those negative abilities are unremarkable, the body itself is a cyclical system, once the harm adds up, impacting bodily functions beyond its self-recovery, body breakdown is just a matter of ti.
"As long as you’re not dead, there’s still hope." Chen Xuan lowered his voice, speaking by her ear, "Your illness is because so bad things are attached to you, if I remove them, you’ll get better. But this needs your consent, are you willing to give those bad things to ?"
"Is it... really so?" Her eyes widened a bit, as if trying hard to see the person in front of her, "I... of course I’m willing..."
"Very good." Chen Xuan then took out his phone and swiped, sending her a one-way solicitation for a trade.
Not only were those gray abilities taken, but the misfortune curse was also included.
This will likely work.
"Rest well."
After speaking, Chen Xuan stood up and said to the two people behind him, "Alright, I’m done treating her."
"What!?" Yue Beifeng’s eyes narrowed, "How did you treat her?"
"With Qi... even if I explained, you wouldn’t understand. In short, her Qi circulation was abnormal, causing her body to exhibit various problems, now I’ve helped to straighten it out with healing Qi, she’ll naturally get better."
Suddenly, whispers broke out on site.
Given Chen Xuan’s hearing, it wasn’t hard to discern what they were saying.
"Is this guy... another swindler?"
"Feels sowhat similar to that fortune-telling exorcism guy..."
"Really, can’t they stop, one after another!"
"Shh, keep it down..."
Yue Beifeng coldly stared at him for a mont, "Alright, since you’re done, let’s head out first."
The four left the ward the sa way, Chen Xuan walked in front, simultaneously used the barcode scanner to switch on "Law Decree True Words."
Just as they reached the courtyard bridge, Yue Beifeng suddenly spoke, "My junior warned you before, saving patients and treating illnesses is a serious matter, no room for jest! If you can’t cure, just be honest, yet you chose—"
"Strange, how do you know I wasn’t being truthful?" Chen Xuan turned around leisurely and replied calmly.
The imposing pressure of over two ters tall suited man was strong, even Huang Haitao who was beside was stunned, but he was indifferent.
As long as the opponent dared to make a move, he would make sure this person never forgot.
Yue Beifeng’s forehead veins popped, he approached with clenched fists. Just then, a nurse suddenly chased up from behind, excited, "Wait, don’t leave yet! Gu Zhaoning’s condition is improving!"
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