hotmtlnovel Chapter 13: Has Hua Baifeng been poisoned by cold?
Chapter 13: Has Hua Baifeng been poisoned by cold?
"Esteemed guests, please have a seat!"
As soon as you enter the restaurant, a waiter will warmly greet you.
Gu Yu sat down and glanced around—sure enough, there were two women sitting in the corner.
One of them was veiled, estimated to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with her hair styled in the Yang Guifei "fallen horse" bun, and dressed in a plain-colored dress.
She has a slender figure, a graceful posture, snow-white skin, and a pair of bright eyes as clear and deep as autumn water.
A phoenix tail flower birthmark on her forehead adds a touch of mysterious beauty.
She didn't eat anything; she just sat quietly, exuding a cold yet elegant and noble aura.
Sitting at the same table with her was another woman, about 10 years old, named Hua Xin.
She wore a simple white robe, her hair was jet black, and she had an ethereal and otherworldly air about her.
She had a snow-white, jade-like almond-shaped face, naturally charming without any makeup, with crystal-clear skin and exquisitely beautiful features.
Comparatively speaking, her temperament is much gentler, giving people a feeling of warmth and comfort, like a friendly older sister next door.
"Wine, wine, quickly bring me wine!"
Suddenly, someone rushed in and pounced on the counter, urging them on.
He wore a scholar's square cap on his head, his face was sallow and thin, and he wore a faded blue robe, looking like a poor, pedantic scholar.
The shopkeeper, however, dared not be negligent and asked with a fawning expression, "What kind of wine would Mr. Mei like?"
"Nonsense, of course it's the best wine."
Mr. Mei reached into his pocket, pulled out a large silver ingot, and slapped it onto the counter.
Gu Yu couldn't help but look over—unexpectedly, he was here too.
Mr. Mei is one of the famous "Seven Wonderful Men" in the martial arts world, ranking second. He is also known as "Wonderful Doctor" and his medical skills are superb.
He had an eccentric temper and set a "three no-treatment" rule.
Those who fail to pay the consultation fee in advance, or who pay even a penny less, will not be treated; those who are impolite or disrespectful in their speech will not be treated; those who are robbers, thieves, murderers, or thieves will not be treated.
At this moment, Hua Baifeng's expression finally changed, and she looked at Mr. Mei Er.
Gu Yu noticed her movements and couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that she came all this way to find Mr. Mei?
The shopkeeper beamed and immediately ordered his assistant to bring over a jar of the finest wine.
Mr. Mei didn't even want the bowl; he broke the mud seal and poured the wine into his mouth, which kept leaking from the corners of his mouth, wetting a patch of his clothes.
"You drunkard, I knew you were here drinking again."
With a loud shout, three men carrying knives stormed in menacingly.
"Mei Er, since you accepted our payment, you have to come back with us and cure that person!"
Mr. Mei put down the wine jar, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I have already treated him. Your master has a terminal illness and will not make it through tonight. Hurry back and prepare for his funeral."
Enraged, the burly man slapped Mr. Mei across the face, instantly swelling up half of his cheek.
"You dare to charge a consultation fee if you can't cure him? I'm telling you right now, if you can't cure my master today, I'll make you pay with your life!"
Mr. Mei Er shouted, "The consultation fee was agreed upon beforehand. Mr. Mei Er always collects consultation fees in advance, as you all know."
"You quack doctor, how dare you be so stubborn?"
The big man raised his hand again and slapped him hard.
"what!"
A scream suddenly erupted from inside the store.
Just as the big man raised his hand, a chopstick suddenly flew out and pierced through his palm.
"Who?"
The other two men were startled and gripped their knives tightly, looking around.
Gu Yu picked up a chopstick and tapped it on the bowl, saying slowly, "I threw it, so what?"
"No...it's alright!"
The two men glanced fearfully at the chopsticks in Gu Yu's hand, broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly helped their companion away in a sorry state.
As the saying goes, a wise man doesn't suffer a loss he can avoid.
If that chopstick flies over again and gets stuck on your forehead, that wouldn't be fun.
Shen San Niang couldn't help but glance at Gu Yu.
Actually, she was the one who threw the chopsticks, but Gu Yu took the initiative to admit it.
Mr. Mei, however, acted as if nothing had happened and picked up the wine jar again to start drinking.
"Hey buddy, send another jar of your best wine to Mr. Mei, and we'll pay for it here."
Hua Baifeng's voice suddenly rang out in the shop.
Her voice seemed to have a kind of magic; it sounded cold and emotionless, yet for some reason, it felt exceptionally pleasant and comforting.
Mr. Mei Er, however, was unimpressed. He let out a burp and said, "It wasn't me who asked you to invite him. If you want Mr. Mei Er to treat your illness, you still have to follow Mr. Mei Er's rules."
"Alright, but how much will Mr. Mei charge for his consultation?"
"That depends on who is being treated."
"I!"
Mr. Mei then took a closer look at Hua Baifeng and said with a smile, "This lady looks elegant and noble, she must be from a wealthy family. One hundred taels, pay in advance."
"Alright, Third Sister, give Mr. Mei one hundred taels."
Mr. Mei accepted the money with a happy expression, finished his wine, and then stepped forward to take the patient's pulse.
After taking her pulse, Mr. Mei frowned and said, "Madam, judging from your pulse, you have been poisoned by cold."
"Indeed, Mr. Mei is brilliant!"
"But your type of cold poison is different from other cold poisons. It has spread throughout your meridians. I'm sorry, Mr. Mei, I cannot cure it completely. I can only prescribe medicine to alleviate the symptoms."
"Ugh!"
Hua Baifeng sighed and nodded silently.
Actually, she didn't have much hope for this trip.
The cold poison in her body was caused by her unstable mind during practice, which led to a mishap and almost caused her to go into qi deviation.
Although she eventually pulled through, she suffered from the backlash of the cold, and the fact that she later used the wrong medicine caused her symptoms to worsen.
As Mr. Mei said, the cold poison has spread throughout the body's meridians.
If it weren't for her high cultivation level, which allowed her to forcefully suppress the cold poison with her own true energy, she would probably have already perished.
Mr. Mei asked the shopkeeper to bring paper and pen and wrote out a prescription.
When Hua Baifeng took the prescription, he added, "Actually, it's not that there's no way to cure it completely."
Upon hearing this, Hua Baifeng's spirits lifted, and she hurriedly asked, "What method is it?"
Shen San Niang also said excitedly, "As long as you can cure my lady, the reward is negotiable."
Mr. Mei sighed again and shook his head: "But where in the world can one find such a master?"
"What kind of expert?"
"To cure the cold poison in Madam's body, we must use profound yang heat to dispel it, but..."
Before he could finish speaking, Gu Yu strode over and said with a smile, "Mr. Mei, is this the 'extreme yang heat' you mentioned...?"
As he spoke, Gu Yu fully activated the Nine Yang Divine Skill, causing his skin to turn a flushed red and radiate a scorching heat.
"hiss!"
Mr. Mei couldn't help but gasp.
Immediately, she subconsciously raised her hand and touched Gu Yu's arm.
The moment she touched it, it felt like touching scalding water, and she quickly pulled her hand back, exclaiming, "It's so hot! So hot!"
Gu Yu finished his practice and smiled, "Mr. Mei, could my internal energy be described as extremely yang and hot?"
Mr. Mei laughed heartily, gesturing wildly like a child: "Absolutely right, absolutely right..."
As a renowned "miracle doctor" in the martial arts world, it's natural to be unhappy if you can't cure people's stubborn illnesses.
Now that things have taken a turn for the better, how can I not be happy?
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