Medicine Martial Prodigy
Chapter 111: Do I Look Good?

Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Do I Look Good?

At the National Medical Hall East Sea Branch, after Song Qingshan and the others had left, only Qin Chuan remained.

At this time, in the great hall of the National Medical Hall.

Dongfang Yu’s eyes were red with emotion as he asked, unable to hide his reluctance, "Mr. Qin, are you leaving as well?"

Standing next to him was Dongfang Yiren, who also had a look of reluctance in her beautiful eyes.

Although she hadn’t known Qin Chuan for long, his demeanor deeply attracted her.

The strings of her heart, which had been single for more than twenty years, seemed to have been plucked.

Qin Chuan nodded slightly and said to Dongfang Yu, "Your medical skills still have great room for improvement. Your medical theories are indeed correct. Practicing the Nirvana Hand that I taught you will take your medical skills to the next level!"

Just moments ago, Qin Chuan had passed on the Nirvana Hand, which he used to save Ye Qingwan’s daughter, to Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu was already the number one Divine Doctor of the East Sea, and with personal instruction from Qin Chuan, he easily grasped the essence of the Nirvana Hand. Now, all that was left was to refine its application.

After learning the Nirvana Hand, Dongfang Yu was even more respectful towards Qin Chuan. Had it not been for Qin Chuan’s refusal, he would certainly have asked to become his disciple.

Dongfang Yu immediately stood up, bowed deeply with great excitement and said, "Your teaching of the Nirvana Hand to me is a favor as great as the heavens; I will never be able to repay it in this lifetime."

"Although you have refused my request to become your disciple, in my heart, you are already my mentor who has resolved my confusions. If there is ever a place where I can be of use to you in the future, please remember me. I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

For someone as proud as Dongfang Yu to act this way was indeed a miracle. If this scene were to spread, it would surely shock the entire medical community of Shen Zhou.

Dongfang Yiren could completely understand Dongfang Yu’s feelings at the moment. The Nirvana Hand not only had miraculous effects for detoxification, but also for setting bones, recuperation, and other wonderful uses.

With such a technique, which could be called a miracle of the medical community, Qin Chuan generously passed it on to Dongfang Yu, a fanatic for medicine. One could only imagine how intense Dongfang Yu’s gratitude was.

Qin Chuan nodded slightly and then took out two white porcelain bottles and handed them to Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu asked in confusion, "Mr. Qin, what are these...?"

Qin Chuan replied, "If you can cultivate Inner Strength and use the Nirvana Hand, it will be extraordinarily effective. These are a Marrow-Cleansing Pill and an Evergreen Pill."

"The Marrow-Cleansing Pill can thoroughly purge the impurities in the body, providing an effect akin to a rebirth, making it easier for you to cultivate."

"The Evergreen Pill, on the other hand, can significantly increase your strength. Its power will remain in your body for a long time, and if you experience a fatal external injury, as long as your body is not destroyed, it can allow you to be reborn from the ashes."

Upon hearing Qin Chuan’s words, Dongfang Yu’s hands trembled, and he nearly dropped the two porcelain bottles.

As the number one Divine Doctor of the East Sea, he had naturally heard of these two elixirs. Any one of them could fetch a sky-high price at an auction, and yet Qin Chuan was giving them to him.

"Mr. Qin, this is too precious. I cannot accept it," he said, attempting to give them back.

Qin Chuan replied, "As long as I have enough ingredients, I can make as many as you need. To me, they are not that precious."

At these words, Dongfang Yu’s face was filled with shock.

Although Dongfang Yiren had already guessed that Qin Chuan could refine elixirs, she was still incredibly surprised when she heard him say it himself.

A genius at the pinnacle of both the Martial Path and the medical field, he now proved capable of crafting elixirs like the Evergreen Pill—his alchemy was clearly top-tier as well.

What kind of prodigy was he?

Qin Chuan said with a smile, "Once you enter the Energizing Skill level in martial arts, you will have a deeper understanding of the medical field and be able to cure more complicated diseases. In doing this, I am also performing a meritorious deed."

"Thud!"

Dongfang Yu could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and instantly dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he said, "Mr. Qin’s great kindness and virtue are beyond repayment, please accept my kneeling in gratitude!"

Qin Chuan hurriedly helped Dongfang Yu to his feet, this old fellow had been so arrogant at first meeting, who would have thought that he would now kneel before Qin Chuan.

It took a while before Dongfang Yu’s emotions stabilized.

He glanced at Dongfang Yiren, then at Qin Chuan, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"

Dongfang Yiren also quickly stared at Qin Chuan, her hands clenched together unconsciously due to nervousness.

The images of Xiao Mengyi and Song Yan immediately appeared in Qin Chuan’s mind, one as cold as frost, the other as warm as fire.

They had shared some intimate moments, but they hadn’t established a relationship yet.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled, "Not at the moment."

Dongfang Yu’s eyes lit up immediately, and he cheerily asked, "Mr. Qin, what do you think of my granddaughter?"

Qin Chuan was taken aback for a moment, and instinctively looked towards Dongfang Yiren.

Dongfang Yiren blushed, her tender, water-like eyes locking with Qin Chuan’s.

He had to admit, this woman was very beautiful, holding her own against Xiao Mengyi and Song Yan, even surpassing them in looks.

Qin Chuan saw an inexplicable tenderness in Dongfang Yiren’s eyes as he said with a bitter expression, "Miss Dongfang is very excellent, and given time, her medical skills will surely amaze the whole Shen Zhou."

Hearing his answer, Dongfang Yiren felt a deep sense of disappointment.

Dongfang Yu understood that Qin Chuan was avoiding the question, and though slightly disappointed, he also knew that Qin Chuan was like a True Dragon from the heavens, out of Dongfang Yiren’s league.

Suddenly, Dongfang Yiren said, "Grandpa, can I have a private word with Mr. Qin?"

Dongfang Yu and Qin Chuan were both stunned, but Dongfang Yu quickly collected his wits, hastily stood up and said, "I was about to go out to purchase some herbs. You two talk; I’ll be leaving first."

He couldn’t wait for something to happen between Dongfang Yiren and Qin Chuan. Now that she had taken the initiative to speak to Qin Chuan alone, he quickly took his leave.

Suddenly, the room was left with only Qin Chuan and Dongfang Yiren.

Dongfang Yiren’s lovely eyes rested on Qin Chuan, biting her red lips tightly, with a hint of resentment on her face.

Qin Chuan could hardly bear her gaze, his eyes dodging, and he quickly asked, "Miss Dongfang, what do you want to say?"

Dongfang Yiren, seeing Qin Chuan’s nervousness, relaxed, and with a "pfft," she burst out laughing.

Qin Chuan was dumbfounded for a moment as a line of poetry suddenly came to mind: A turn of the head, a smile blooms, making all other beauty pale in comparison!

Seeing Qin Chuan staring at her dumbly, Dongfang Yiren’s face was tinted with an alluring blush, and she asked shyly, "Do I look nice?"

Qin Chuan nodded unconsciously and blurted out, "Beautiful!"

Only after uttering that did he come to his senses, and immediately blushed deeply.

Qin Chuan composed himself and asked, "Miss Dongfang, what was it that you wanted to discuss with me?"

Dongfang Yiren became fidgety again, lightly biting her lip, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated.

After a while, she finally said with a flushed face, "Didn’t you say before that I was ill?"

Qin Chuan snapped back to attention, remembering that the first time he met Dongfang Yiren, he had pointed out her hidden ailment that required her to take matters into her own hands nightly to fall asleep, because she did not believe in his medical skills.