"good."
The three of them hurried to the room of Pang Jian, the leader of the Short Knife Gang.
In an ordinary room, a young man not yet thirty lay on the bed.
Pang Jian achieved the ninth rank before the age of thirty, which truly demonstrates his extraordinary talent and gives him the potential to become a grandmaster.
At this moment, Pang Jian's face was deathly pale, and even the color in his lips had almost completely disappeared.
As a physician, Meng Qingrou didn't need He Yunxiao to say much; she began the diagnosis based on her doctor's intuition. The four diagnostic methods were observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation—nothing more. When it came to taking the pulse, due to the difference between men and women, Meng Qingrou used a thin thread to place on Pang Jian's hand, listening to his pulse from a distance.
Seeing Meng Qingrou's unfriendly expression, Pang Ce asked anxiously, "Miss, how is my brother?"
Startled by Pang Ce's sudden outburst, Meng Qingrou disregarded her pulse and, despite holding hands with He Yunxiao, ran behind him to hide.
He Yunxiao: ...
He Yunxiao turned around and pulled Nan Zhu's wife out. Seeing that she was about to run away again, he had no choice but to half-hold her and ask, "Rou'er, how is Chief Pang?"
"He is weak because his meridians are congested and his blood circulation is poor."
How do we solve this?
"It promotes blood circulation and invigorates the meridians."
How do we get through?
"External application of blood-activating medicinal baths, and internal application of internal energy to unblock meridians."
Pang Ce, who was listening nearby, saw that there was hope of saving his brother and immediately asked with delight, "Miss, do you know the prescription for that blood-activating medicinal bath?"
Meng Qingrou was startled by Pang Ce's excitement and nestled in He Yunxiao's arms, nodding to him.
“However,” she continued, “using internal energy to open the meridians requires the internal energy of a highly skilled martial artist.”
Pang Ce said, "I am at the eighth rank of cultivation, is that acceptable?"
"You have to be tougher than the person who hits you."
Pang Ce: ...
Last time, we speculated that the person who could injure Pang Jian was at least a ninth-rank official, and more likely a grandmaster. Let alone a grandmaster, given the current situation of the Short Sword Gang, they couldn't even hire a ninth-rank official.
The hope that had just ignited in Pang Ce's heart was instantly extinguished.
He Yunxiao pondered secretly, "More powerful than the person who injured him?" Although he didn't know how powerful the person who injured Pang Jian was, he had Chu Chu's internal energy within him. Chu Chu was the system's chosen number one in the world; there couldn't possibly be anyone stronger than her…
“Pang Ce, I can help your brother clear his meridians.”
Pang Ce said with a wry smile, "Young Master He, the person who did the beating was at least a ninth-rank official..."
He Yunxiao didn't want to show off, but for the sake of the bigger picture, he was forced to instantly reveal his ninth-grade cultivation.
Pang Ce's bitter smile froze on his face.
"Young Master He, he might even be a Grandmaster..."
Without saying a word, He Yunxiao was once again forced to instantly reveal the purest internal energy that was unique to Chu Chu, the best in the world.
With a lavish palm strike, his palm, imbued with tangible internal force, smashed a solid wooden table and chair to pieces from a distance.
It's common for martial artists to smash solid wooden tables, but it's extremely rare to break them from a distance using internal force. Below the level of a grandmaster, very few dare to waste their internal force in such a way.
Pang Ce was utterly shocked. The way he looked at He Yunxiao changed completely.
I heard He Yunxiao is only twenty? With this kind of strength at twenty... he is undoubtedly the number one genius in Qi.
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