Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1384 - 619: The Old Man (Part 2)

Secretly, Xue Yunting made inquiries and only then uncovered that several herbs on the prescription were exceedingly toxic. If an ordinary person consumed them, they would face certain death. Traditional healing methods scarcely employ such potent remedies, unless dealing with terminal illnesses on the verge of demise.

While Xue Yunting tried to reassure herself that the potent medicines must be due to the young lady's peculiar condition, she genuinely hesitated to discuss it with the young lady at all.

In stark contrast to Xue Yunting’s shock and apprehension, Ye Danshan remained remarkably calm and collected.

No one understood her own body better than she did.

Ye Danshan had previously sensed that each session of taking the medicine brought a slight improvement to her health, but the relief was fleeting. Quite often, by midnight, a severe counteraction would commence, plunging her into agonizing pain.

Lately, these afflictions began almost at sunset after taking her midday dose. This was why she had retired early in recent days, fearful that Xue Yunting might perceive her worsening state, which she was barely enduring. She didn't want to cause them unnecessary worry.

Life and death are decreed by fate. Journeying to Thunder City was a final, desperate gamble. If truly no hope remained, she would resign herself to it.

Nevertheless, the appearance of Ding Hui sparked a faint ember of optimism within Ye Danshan’s heart.

"Divine Doctor Ding, do you possess any methods to cure my ailment?"

As Ye Danshan voiced her hopeful plea, all eyes turned toward Ding Hui.

"Well, that rests upon whether Master Quan Heng is inclined to show some mercy."

What connection could this possibly have to Master Quan Heng?

Ye Danshan and Xue Yunting exchanged bewildered glances at Monk Quan Heng, who responded with a slow, deliberate nod.

"I shall certainly endeavor to bring to fruition what Master Ding mentioned on our journey!"

"Excellent!"

After a brief silence, Ding Hui continued, "Rectifying your condition is not an insurmountable task. Coincidentally, I have formulated some strategies that I wish to attempt. Should you consent to my treatment, I guarantee your recovery and survival. At most, your physical form might undergo certain alterations."

Physical... alterations?

Ye Danshan and Xue Yunting tilted their heads, their expressions clouded with confusion.

"Could it be... my appearance? Will it leave me disfigured?"

Ye Danshan gently touched her face, her voice filled with apprehension.

"You could perceive it that way; it aligns somewhat with the situation." Ding Hui offered a subtle, sly grin, while Monk Quan Heng intoned an 'Amitabha,' and the rest of the group refrained from further inquiry.

Xue Yunting felt the urge to protest, but upon observing her young lady, whom she regarded as a sister, she had to concede that compared to the finality of death, disfigurement seemed a more acceptable consequence.

Existence itself held paramount importance.

"A person's outward appearance is merely the vessel that houses the soul. Please, Divine Doctor Ding, spare my life!"

Having reached a decision, Ye Danshan knelt to show deference.

Xue Yunting quickly followed suit, kneeling before Ding Hui as well.

"There is no need for such formalities." Ding Hui accepted with a smile, then sat down and proceeded to draft a medical prescription.

Currently, her standing was quite esteemed, having acquired numerous valuable items from Song Zhenrong and the Rebel Army. Consequently, she required only a minimal quantity of medicinal ingredients, and the prescription was soon completed.

Xue Yunting craned her neck, eager to glimpse the medicinal components listed, but Ding Hui passed the document to Monk Quan Heng upon its conclusion.

"See if the An Mansion is amenable to providing these medicinal materials. If they refuse, dispatch individuals to my location; I still possess adequate supplies."

Ye Danshan and Xue Yunting exchanged silent glances.

Their current circumstances within An Mansion were rather precarious, akin to being held captive. Nevertheless, in terms of medical care, An Mansion offered substantial support, readily dispensing precious medicinal supplies from their stores whenever a physician's prescription demanded it.

However, those prescriptions originated from An Mansion’s own physicians. It was uncertain if they would readily accept Ding Hui's medicinal list.

Yet, if Master Quan Heng were to request the medicinal supplies from An Mansion, the situation might shift favorably.

"I could potentially substitute the prescriptions from An Mansion's physician with Divine Doctor Ding's midway; after all, the warehouse personnel only verify the required items. An Mansion might not discover the switch," Xue Yunting tentatively proposed an idea, but the individuals present glanced at her briefly, showing no inclination to elaborate on the suggestion, and simply disregarded it.

"I will find a way to secure the medicinal materials; within An Mansion, my words carry considerable influence," Monk Quan Heng stated calmly.

"That is excellent news, so...," Ding Hui’s eyes sparkled, "shall we commence with the important matters?"

Wasn't the treatment of my young lady precisely the most important matter? Xue Yunting mused, but ultimately suppressed her words.

Monk Quan Heng, clutching the prescription, announced, "I'll make some arrangements first; please wait here for a moment." He then opened the door and departed, leaving the three women in the room bewildered.

"Divine Doctor Ding, earlier outside the city, we failed to recognize Mount Tai..." Ye Danshan expressed sincerely.

However, Ding Hui waved her hand dismissively.

"No need for pleasantries; if you truly wish to express gratitude, thank my husband and that silly monk."

Silly monk...

Within An Mansion, it was likely a rare occurrence for anyone to speak so casually to Master Quan Heng.

"Divine Doctor Ding, with your exceptional medical skills, why have I never heard of you in the world before?" Xue Yunting inquired, feeling puzzled at that moment.

Ding Hui couldn't help but glance at the other two.

The two disciples from the Night Cloud Sect, being so far from Thunder City, wouldn't even know how many famous doctors resided there, let alone the reputations of renowned physicians in Tianyuan Town.

Just as the three were engaged in this discussion, the door suddenly swung open, and a small head peeked in from behind it.

A pair of bright, lively eyes swept across the room.

"Where's my Bald Pigeon? Where did he go?" It was none other than Guo Yuxin; this individual, driven by his appetite, had gone to the kitchen for snacks upon their return to An Mansion and had only now reappeared, seemingly carefree and oblivious to any impending danger.

As one of the Ten Major Families, An Mansion appeared far from peaceful on the surface.

"You're just in time, watch over them. I'll go find your Bald Brother for you," Ding Hui stated, then stepped out, leaving behind an unhappy Guo Yuxin and the two other women looking perplexed.

After a quick glance left and right outside, Ding Hui placed her hands behind her back and strolled leisurely down the corridor.

She surveyed her surroundings, observing the general situation within An Mansion.

Suddenly, near a small pond ahead, she spotted an old man sitting quietly, engaged in fishing, with a child beside him offering a back massage.

Honestly, under normal circumstances, Ding Hui would not have given such a scene a second thought.

However, at this particular moment, her gaze was intensely fixed upon the old man who was fishing.

She didn't even realize when she had already arrived beside the old man.

"Little girl, I've been fishing for half a day, and I've just managed to attract a small fish. If you take another step, it'll be scared away," the old man said, his voice calm. He wore a bamboo hat pulled low, obscuring his face, and seemed like a skilled individual.

But what occupied Ding Hui's concern was never whether the other person possessed skill or not; it was...

"You're dying."

The old man's hand trembled slightly.

The little fish, which had been on the verge of biting the hook, darted away in fright.

Half a day's effort, wasted in vain.

Nevertheless, the old man tilted his head slightly, frowning at Ding Hui.

"May I ask, young lady, what is your background?"

Just as the old man finished his question, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Divine Doctor Ding, I've sorted things out here," the voice, belonging to a monk from Zhongfu Temple, called out as he waved towards them.

The old man felt even more bewildered, but Ding Hui, on the other hand, seemed quite interested in his condition.

"What is your name, sir? With your body ravaged by five poisons, yet maintaining a delicate balance, it's as if your physique has been forged with Gu. Sir, this does not seem like a method common in our region, or even among the Great Xia people."

"Young mistress, you are mistaken." The old man's tone remained steady as he pulled his bamboo hat down further, refusing further interaction with Ding Hui.

Ding Hui did not press him further, merely stating, "Sir, you are dying. After you pass, could you possibly gift me the Gu Worms within your body? In exchange, within my capabilities, I am willing to do something for you."