Mundane Saint

Chapter 68 – Treating illnesses? I'm a professional!

Aunt Yuan was indeed injured.

And the injuries were severe.

Her dantian was severely damaged, and her true essence shattered. As a cultivator, she had reached the end of her path because the spiritual herbs needed to repair her true essence were impossible to obtain, even for her in the past. Now, even if she could obtain them, it would be meaningless.

Because once her cultivation fell, it would take a very long time to restore it.

Aunt Yuan's thoughts were now focused on nurturing Feng Wuxin and helping her expand her influence. Her own injuries were no longer worth mentioning.

"May I ask how to address you, madam?"

Gu Heng composed himself and asked Aunt Yuan as gently as possible. This beautiful woman seemed quite wealthy, and he wondered how she had found his Medicine Hall. But since she was here, he needed to be hospitable.

"You can call me... Madam Yuan."

Aunt Yuan was still pondering whether her intentions had been discovered. After all, he could see her internal injuries, so perhaps he had already noticed her and Feng Wuxin before they arrived...

But then she thought, if that were the case, why hadn't the owner of the Medicine Hall pointed it out directly?

Maybe he simply didn't care about such matters?

Did he really think of her as just a woman coming to see a doctor?

Aunt Yuan speculated while observing Gu Heng's reaction. Seeing that he didn't seem suspicious, she decided to go along with it and continued, "I do have some health issues. Could you take a look?"

"Certainly. Please, madam, have a seat so I can check your pulse."

Seeing Gu Heng actually sitting at the consultation table, ready to take her pulse, Aunt Yuan's eyelid twitched. Was he really going to check her pulse?

At their level, or even higher, one could discern the state of another's body just by observing their aura, without needing to check the pulse, unless...

This Medicine Hall owner intended to diagnose and treat like a mortal physician.

Wow, integrating into the mortal world to this extent was rare.

She had met many reclusive experts, but most were not so much reclusive as they were excessively solitary, unwilling to involve themselves in worldly affairs. Someone like him, who went against the grain and immersed himself in mortal life, was indeed very rare.

Aunt Yuan was shocked internally but maintained her composure, extending her left wrist to Gu Heng, "Please."

Gu Heng nodded with a smile, then placed his right index finger on Aunt Yuan's wrist and closed his eyes in contemplation.

His eyebrows furrowed suddenly, then slowly relaxed as he opened his eyes to look at Aunt Yuan again.

"Madam Yuan, your condition is quite serious."

Her vitality was severely depleted.

Moreover, it was an old ailment that had worsened over time due to neglect. Gu Heng could cure her, but her already damaged body would not recover easily.

Aunt Yuan smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

Did she not know?

The injuries she sustained, along with her cultivation that was almost severed, were indelible pains.

She had been gravely injured by a traitor, her true essence shattered. Originally at the tenth level of the Body Fusion stage, her cultivation plummeted to the Divided Spirit stage. If not for her unique cultivation method that kept her dantian intact, she would have struggled to preserve her remaining cultivation, let alone survive.

"However, it can be treated."

Gu Heng added with a faint smile, causing Aunt Yuan to tense up.

Seeing her anxiety, he gently patted her hand to reassure her, "Don't worry. With me here, I will ensure you recover."

Can it be treated?

Of course, it can be treated.

Aunt Yuan knew that shattered true essence could be reconstructed with the help of spiritual herbs, and with further assistance from various spiritual herbs, the true essence could gradually stabilize. But such treatment was costly, and she couldn't afford it!

Especially after Feng Wuxin was "exiled" and she followed, there was no possibility of treatment.

Even if they turned the entire Sunflare Empire upside down, they couldn't find such precious herbs or a skilled alchemist.

"But... if it requires treatment, I'm afraid I can't afford it..."

Aunt Yuan sighed. She was poor now, so how could she pay the owner of this Medicine Hall?

Now it was Gu Heng's turn to be surprised.

This beautiful woman, who appeared well-off, was actually struggling to afford medical treatment?

No matter.

Considering her good looks, he decided to do a charitable act.

"It's alright. Since you're here, I will treat you. You needn't worry about these external matters. I only care about healing, and I won't charge you anything."

Gu Heng waved his hand, indicating that Aunt Yuan need not worry. Then he retrieved a jade bottle from the medicine cabinet and placed it in front of her.

"Take this, and I will prepare some medicinal liquid for you. Take it home and use it for gradual recuperation, and you will recover."

With that, Gu Heng went to the back room.

Aunt Yuan looked at the pill in the jade bottle... it was a treasure she had seen before.

An eighth-grade pill, the Essence Source Pill!

It could consolidate true essence, increase cultivation, and for those with good talent, even help them advance a level! For someone with shattered true essence, this pill could help reconstruct it!

Aunt Yuan was shocked, yet still found it unbelievable.

Such a precious pill, even if her true essence and cultivation were lost, could slowly restore her. Yet Gu Heng just handed it to her, asking her to take it?

Had this Medicine Hall owner gone mad from immersing himself in the mortal world?

To casually offer such a miraculous pill to a stranger for treatment?

So, she dared not take it.

But not taking it might displease him, making him think she was overly cautious and insecure.

After much contemplation, Aunt Yuan decided to take it.

She uncorked the bottle, took out the eighth-grade Essence Source Pill, and swallowed it in one go.

The medicinal power spread instantly.

...

Feng Wuxin waited outside for a while, feeling a bit anxious.

Aunt Yuan had gone in on her own, and it had already been a cup of tea's time. She paced back and forth outside the front courtyard, anxiously waiting for Aunt Yuan to come out.

As she waited, a small silver cat approached her, quietly watching her.

"Hmm? What a cute kitty."

She looked down at her feet and saw the little kitten looking up at her with big, shiny, round eyes, exuding a hint of cuteness that was hard to resist.

"What's your name? I'm Feng Wuxin, you can call me Sister Feng."

The little silver cat seemed to understand, tilting its head. Feng Wuxin crouched down to pet the kitten's soft fur. The silver fur was fluffy and felt great to touch, making her reluctant to let go.

Then, the little silver cat spoke in human language, "You woman, where did you get the nerve to touch me?"

"Eh?"

Before Feng Wuxin could react, she felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down on her. Her face turned pale, and she couldn't muster any true energy, pinned against the wall. In her shocked gaze, the little silver cat slowly transformed into a tall, stunningly beautiful, and coldly elegant woman.

A demon!

There was a demon here!?

Feng Wuxin was so frightened that her soul nearly left her body.