Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 643 - 643 603 Lu Chuan Takes Action_1

643: Chapter 603 Lu Chuan Takes Action_1 643: Chapter 603 Lu Chuan Takes Action_1 Yang Xun stared directly at Lu Chuan, his face showing slight dissatisfaction.

Zhan Tianyu also looked at Lu Chuan with surprise, “Don’t talk nonsense.

You don’t know how to treat illnesses, why curse someone to death?”

“Exactly, she’s living well right now, and her body can still move, on what basis do you say that she’s going to die?”

“If you can’t speak properly, then keep your mouth shut—no one thinks you’re a mute.”

“How can you babble nonsense about something that even the Divine Doctor did not dare to conclude?”

“Don’t spout nonsense here.

Menghuan is in good shape right now; she only has skin problems.”

The entire audience unleashed a verbal attack on Lu Chuan, directing their criticism toward him.

Yang Xun looked at Lu Chuan and said coldly, “On what basis do you say my daughter is going to die?

She has been sick for over three months, and aside from the skin problems, everything else is fine!”

“Just now, she completed an entire dance.

With such youth and vitality, how can you say her life is almost over?”

Yang Xun’s questioning was as cold as a blade, leaving one unable to answer.

If you asked Lu Chuan to explain himself now, it wouldn’t be easy.

If he said directly that Yang Menghuan was possessed by an evil spirit, it’s likely few people would believe him.

Zhan Tianyu looked at Lu Chuan and quickly said, “Apologize to them!”

“Why should I apologize to them?

I haven’t said anything wrong!”

Zhan Tianyu gave a look of speechlessness, “Fine, you really aren’t afraid of offending people.”

He turned his head away, no longer engaging in further conversation.

Lu Chuan stood up and looked at Yang Xun.

“City Lord Yang, I know you’ve been all over the place trying hard to find a cure for your daughter’s illness.”

“But I must say, you’ve been putting effort in the wrong direction, this isn’t an illness at all.”

Yang Xun’s eyebrows tightened, and he quickly asked, “What nonsense are you talking about?

How is this not an illness?”

“There’s something else at play here and it has nothing to do with being sick.”

Lu Chuan walked down from the audience and headed toward the stage.

“It’s only natural that Master Chang Yun could not find a result in his pulse diagnosis.”

“What exactly are you trying to say?”

Yang Xun asked coldly.

Lu Chuan stood in front of the stage and said, “Allow me on stage, and I can completely eradicate your daughter’s illness!”

“You?”

Yang Xun looked at him with suspicion, sized him up and said, “I don’t think you have the capability.

You’re young, and even if you have been practicing medicine since childhood, you can’t possibly compare to the Divine Doctor Chang Yun, can you?”

Lu Chuan gave an awkward smile, “Naturally I can’t compare with the Divine Doctor, but as I just said, Yang Menghuan’s condition isn’t an illness.”

“Since it’s not an illness, it naturally does not require a doctor for treatment.”

Hearing this, Yang Xun seemed to find some reason in the words, yet he still thought Lu Chuan was talking nonsense.

“Which family are you from?”

“I came with Zhan Tianyu.”

Zhan Tianyu turned his head away, as if trying to distance himself from Lu Chuan as much as possible.

“Allow me to think…”

He furrowed his brows and looked off to the side with a worried face.

Lu Chuan continued to persuade, “This is your last chance, letting me try on stage wouldn’t be a loss, I don’t think there’s anything to think about.”

“Fine, then I’ll let you go on stage and have a look, a dead horse can be treated as a live horse.”

At these words, someone in the audience was unhappy.

“This is unacceptable.

I’ve finally come to see a performance and didn’t get to see Yang Menghuan’s true face, why should he be allowed on stage to see her in person?

What makes him so special?”

“I think this guy is just spouting nonsense, his real purpose is actually to get on stage and take a look at what Yang Menghuan looks like!”

“Exactly, this guy is way too crafty, coming up with such a scheme, it’s simply impossible to guard against!”

“I bet he’s going to say he’s also out of ideas in a minute, there’s no loss anyway since no one can hold him accountable.”

“If that’s how it is, then I might as well say I can heal too.

After all, whether I can cure the disease or not, I’ve done my best, and you can’t blame me.”

“I also want to go on stage and see Yang Menghuan with my own eyes!”

The crowd below expressed their dissatisfaction, some even believing that Lu Chuan was employing a ruse just to catch a glimpse of Yang Menghuan.

Hearing the murmurs from the audience, Yang Xun began to hesitate, he started to doubt Lu Chuan’s true intentions.

But seeing Lu Chuan’s confident demeanor just now, he couldn’t quite make up his mind.

“Get on stage, I’ll give you one chance, just this once!”

Lu Chuan nodded slightly and then walked onto the stage, lifting the red veil.

In front of him, Yang Menghuan stood in the center of the stage.

Now that he was seeing her face to face, Lu Chuan couldn’t help but admire her beauty, which was the kind that could easily cause love at first sight.

However, the forlorn look on her face added a touch of melancholy to her appearance.

“Have you finished looking?

If you’re done, then leave.”

Yang Menghuan said with malice.

Lu Chuan, however, remained calm and asked, “Your illness started three months ago, take a guess, see if you can figure out what the cause might be.”

Lu Chuan’s probing question was based on the fact that many knew of being possessed by an evil spirit, but they simply considered themselves lucky, gaining new powers by chance.

Yang Menghuan looked at Lu Chuan with distaste, “What kind of question is that?

If I could guess the cause of the illness, why would I need you on stage?”

“Before this, did you experience any sudden changes in your body, like a rapid increase in strength, or a sudden boost in your cultivation speed, or otherwise, a sudden deepening of your dance skills?”

After finishing his question, Lu Chuan looked at Yang Menghuan earnestly, “I hope you can tell the truth.”

Outside the stage, the audience was very impatient, feeling that Lu Chuan’s questions were ludicrous and not the kind that a normal person would ask.

However, Yang Menghuan fell into deep thought.

“There was a time when I kept hearing a voice by my ear, asking me if I wanted to become the number one dancer of Flower City…”

“That voice echoed in my ears for a long time until I finally said I did, then those hallucinations finally disappeared.”

“After that, my dancing skills indeed grew quickly.

I just felt like I got better control over my body, and I was able to perform many difficult moves.”

She suddenly looked up at Lu Chuan, “Is this what you wanted to ask?”

She looked at Lu Chuan with some surprise.

Lu Chuan smiled faintly, “Yes, that’s it.

This is the so-called cause of the illness!”

Upon hearing this, Yang Menghuan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“This…

is the cause?”

Downstage, City Lord Yang, listened in a daze, his mind becoming muddled.

In the audience, Chang Yun also raised his head, looking at Lu Chuan’s figure with serious interest, as if he was getting a clue!

“Next, I will sever this so-called cause of the illness, and your rotting skin will recover immediately!”

Immediately after, Lu Chuan began to draw his sword.

City Lord Yang, standing below, watched with utmost anxiety.

What was Lu Chuan doing drawing his sword?

Whoosh!!

Suddenly, Lu Chuan stepped forward, rushing in front of Yang Menghuan, swiftly swinging the bronze sword in his hand.

The sword’s edge whisked around Yang Menghuan, slicing through the air with precise and fluid motions.

However, through the red veil, the people below could only see Lu Chuan making sword-swinging motions at Yang Menghuan; they were unaware that Lu Chuan had not harmed her in the slightest.

City Lord Yang was instantly furious, “You bastard, you dare to draw your sword at my daughter!!”

He rushed towards the stage, seething with anger.