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"Master Fan, you flatter me. I should be the one thanking you for saving me," Chen Anlin said graciously.
After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Anlin noticed that Fan Changjiang seemed to have some hidden injuries. After a few rounds of drinks, he asked, "Master Fan, I have learned some medical skills. Are you injured?"
Fan Changjiang looked at Chen Anlin in surprise but did not hide his condition. He nodded and said, "Young Master Chen, it seems your medical skills are remarkable. Just a casual glance and you could see through my condition."
"This hidden injury has affected your meridians, so whenever you exert yourself, it causes pain in your abdomen, am I right?" Chen Anlin continued.
Fan Changjiang was taken aback. While many physicians could identify ailments, very few could analyze them with such precision.
"Young Master Chen, do you have a solution?" he asked, but immediately felt he was overthinking. The best doctors in the city had already examined him and concluded that it was a difficult case. Not only was he severely injured, but there were also toxins within his meridians. This was not something that could be easily treated.
To be honest, the fact that Chen Anlin could discern his physical condition was impressive enough. As for treatment, it seemed nearly impossible.
However, to his surprise, Chen Anlin nodded and said, "I can give it a try."
A glimmer of hope surged in Fan Changjiang's heart.
Moments later, they moved to an inner room. Chen Anlin instructed him to buy a set of acupuncture needles and some medicinal herbs. Following the treatment methods outlined in his medical texts, he began to treat Fan Changjiang.
As the needles were inserted, Fan Changjiang felt the hidden toxins within his damaged meridians being expelled one by one.
Fan Changjiang could hardly believe it. Was it really true? He could actually heal.
At the entrance, Fan Lingxue and several elders of the Fan family waited anxiously, their hearts racing.
An hour later, Chen Anlin emerged.
"Young Master Chen, how did it go?" Fan Lingxue asked nervously.
Chen Anlin looked at her seriously and then suddenly smiled and nodded. "After a night's rest, Master Fan should be almost fully recovered by tomorrow."
The crowd erupted in excitement!
"Ha ha, my brother is recovering!"
"My father can really get better! That's wonderful, truly wonderful." Overcome with emotion, Fan Lingxue's chest rose and fell as she looked at Chen Anlin with newfound admiration.
Perhaps before, she had only thought that Chen Anlin was somewhat good-looking, quite handsome, like a refined gentleman. But now, he seemed even more mysterious to her.
Such medical skills—didn't that mean he was even more formidable than the renowned doctors here?
Could someone with such abilities be an ordinary person?
In the deep of night, Chen Anlin sat cross-legged, recovering his own cultivation.
Around the latter half of the night, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and revealed a smile.
Not bad; he had finally returned to his peak condition.
After enduring about a day of side effects from the vigorous blood flow, they had finally all dissipated.
He was back in action.
Now, he wasn't in a hurry to return; he wanted to gather information about what had happened after he escaped that day.
The next morning...
As Chen Anlin had said, Fan Changjiang's injuries had indeed healed. He devoured five large bowls of rice in one go. Chen Anlin had saved Fan Changjiang, and now everyone in the escort agency referred to him as a divine doctor, calling him Doctor Chen.
"Doctor Chen, Doctor Chen."
Just after finishing breakfast, Fan Lingxue came to see Chen Anlin.
"Miss Fan, what brings you here?" Chen Anlin asked.
"There's a temple fair happening nearby today. Didn't you say you just arrived here? I thought I could take you out for a stroll," Fan Lingxue said shyly. After all, as a girl, she felt a bit awkward about inviting a man out to play.
Chen Anlin was just thinking of going out to gather some information, so he agreed and went with her.
Along the way, Chen Anlin subtly inquired if Fan Lingxue knew anything about the ruins near Zhao Prefecture.
Fan Lingxue shared what she knew. "I heard that among the ruins, a young man obtained a celestial artifact and then faced many pursuers. Everyone is looking for this young man now," she said.
She went on to mention various sects. "It is said that during that time, the Flower Sect was targeted. Afterward, Yang Bingyi led her disciples to fight back and left here overnight."
"Left?" Chen Anlin laughed upon hearing this.
As long as Yang Bingyi had left, that was good news. He believed that at this moment, the Empress should be aware of the situation here.
Chen Anlin's speculation was not wrong. At that very moment, Yang Bingyi had already entered the palace.
Boom!!!
In the grand hall of the imperial palace, Wu Xixue roared with anger. "Xiaoyao Sect, Lin Shangu, Zhao Prefecture's city lord—how dare you touch my people? You must be tired of living!"
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