An elderly man with white hair but a sprightly spirit walked in, followed by two bodyguards in black.
"grandfather?"
Nie Chenyuan frowned as he looked at the newcomer, slightly surprised.
"I heard you've been staying in the lounge for a long time, so I thought I'd come and check on you."
Nie Songping, leaning on his cane, walked to the sofa, ignoring Nie Chenyuan, and instead looked at Qingyun with hope: "Young brother, could you please explain Chenyuan's meridian problem in detail?"
He knew perfectly well why his grandson had driven everyone away. He had searched far and wide for renowned doctors to help Nie Chenyuan with his meridians, but none could find a solution. He'd heard that only a martial artist at the peak of the Acquired Realm could carefully refine and hone his internal energy to open up his meridians.
In the ancient martial arts world, there are two major realms: the tenth level of the Acquired Realm, followed by the Innate Realm, with the Acquired Realm Perfection being the intermediate transitional stage.
However, no one with a naturally innate level has appeared in this world for one or two hundred years; only a few with perfected acquired levels remain. But these perfected acquired levels are all focused on breaking through to the naturally innate level, so how could they possibly be willing to waste their energy healing Nie Chenyuan?
Nie Songping's hair turned white with worry over his grandson's health, but he helplessly discovered that his Nie family simply did not have the resources to attract those who were detached from worldly affairs and achieved perfect enlightenment.
The young man before him was far from being a perfected being, but Nie Songping had lived to a ripe old age and knew that some people would have extraordinary encounters, so he decided to try his luck and ask him.
Upon seeing the main character arrive, Qingyun disregarded Nie Chenyuan and went forward to speak with Nie Songping. His earlier words were originally intended for Nie Songping outside the door to hear.
"I know you won't believe me no matter what I say in this state, but let's give it a try. What is the Nie family's opinion?"
Nie Songping pondered for a moment. Since it concerned his grandson's life, he was always cautious: "I wonder what method you intend to use?"
"They won't act until they see the rabbit," Qingyun frowned and said, "I've obtained a prescription."
really!
Nie Songping nodded and said to Qingyun, "It's not safe here. Young brother, come with us to the Nie family to discuss this in detail."
The three of them secretly left the banquet and got into a car heading towards the Nie family's residence.
During this time, Nie Chenyuan tried to interject several times, but was ignored by Nie Songping and Qingyun. Looking at Qingyun's slightly arrogant profile with her chin raised, he couldn't help but feel both annoyed and amused.
When the group returned to the Nie family home, Qingyun immediately wrote down a prescription without saying a word and had someone prepare the medicinal herbs and bath tub.
Medicinal baths are not uncommon in the ancient martial arts world, and even each aristocratic family has its own treasured prescriptions. The original owner seemed to have some knowledge of this, and had some basic medicinal properties in her memory.
Qingyun combined her knowledge of pharmacology with that of her original world to create this formula.
After giving the prescription, Qingyun asked to take a bath and change his clothes. Firstly, he had severe mysophobia and couldn't bear it; secondly, he wanted to give the Nie family time to study the prescription.
When Qingyun came out, Nie Chenyuan was already sitting in the bathtub with a helpless expression, and the heating device under the bathtub was turned on.
Qingyun glanced at Nie Songping and the row of bodyguards standing behind him, knowing that the safety of her prescription had been verified.
He nodded to Nie Songping and said, "Let's begin."
The two people standing next to them raised their hands to pour a basket of medicinal herbs into the bathtub.
"I'll do it." Qingyun reached out to stop her, took the herbs, observed the water temperature, and slowly put the herbs in one by one.
In the original world, Qingyun was physically disabled and had been seriously ill since childhood, an illness that lasted for ten thousand years. Long illness makes one a skilled doctor; whether it was concocting medicine or treating diseases, he was considered an expert.
"You can do this too?"
Nie Chenyuan endured the burning sensation of the medicine and raised an eyebrow to ask.
Qingyun didn't want to pay him any attention and just silently placed the medicinal herbs. Little did she know that her youthful face, with this expression, looked so serious it was almost adorable.
Nie Chenyuan chuckled softly, his laughter low and tinged with amusement. This kid was interesting; his displeasure was so openly displayed on his face, without the slightest pretense.
Nie Songping had someone write down the time and type of medicinal herbs that Qingyun had placed.
He naturally dared not entrust his grandson's safety entirely to Qingyun; the young man's motives for approaching the Nie family were unclear. He would keep the prescription if it proved useful, but not Qingyun. He would simply give her some reward and send her on her way.
Seeing the Nie family's actions, Qingyun's lips curled into a slightly sarcastic smile.
Not to mention that he doesn't add the herbs based on timing, but rather on the heat. This prescription is just a facade; it only uses some extremely basic herbs and can't cure Nie Chenyuan's meridians at all, it only serves a protective function.
The one who can truly save Nie Chenyuan is him.
After adding the medicinal herbs, Qingyun didn't stop. He carefully rolled up the sleeve of one arm, put his hand into the medicinal bath, and placed his five fingers on Nie Chenyuan's back.
Seeing that he was making a move, the bodyguards around him all came over.
"What? Haven't you had enough yet?" Nie Chenyuan teased. Just as he was about to turn around to look at him, a powerful and domineering force unexpectedly entered his body, boldly carving out and expanding his meridians that had been stagnant for ten years.
Before Nie Chenyuan could even be surprised at how Qingyun could possess such profound skill at such a young age, he was rendered speechless by the tearing pain. He gritted his teeth, and his body trembled involuntarily.
"Young Master!" a cry of surprise rang out.
Water splashed everywhere, and strangely evaporated as it floated into the air. The water in the bathtub almost boiled, all of which were reactions triggered by Qingyun's energy.
The bodyguard was about to step forward to restrain Qingyun, but was stopped by Nie Songping's trembling hand.
Such powerful internal energy...
Even with his cane, Nie Songping almost couldn't support his trembling body. He looked at Qingyun as if she were a monster.
"Young...no, Mr. Qing, are you...are you at the stage of perfection the day after tomorrow?"
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