Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 477 - 477 477 Want to Switch to a Bigger One

477: Chapter 477: Want to Switch to a Bigger One?

477: Chapter 477: Want to Switch to a Bigger One?

Central State.

The following day, Qin Han, together with Hong Luan and Song Yuwei, arrived at the clinic.

At the entrance of the clinic, Amu was already standing there and nodded when he saw Qin Han arrive.

“You’re back?” Qin Han asked indifferently.

“Yes!”

Then Qin Han and his companions entered the clinic.

Amu glanced at Hong Luan and frowned slightly; this woman gave him a feeling—very cold!

Originally, Qin Han had planned to first drop Song Yuwei off at work, but Song Yuwei said she wanted to take a few days off and accompany Qin Han to the clinic.

How could Qin Han not understand Song Yuwei’s thoughts?

It was nothing more than fear that he might become emotionally entangled with Hong Luan.

However, he did not point out Song Yuwei’s little scheme.

After all, having one’s woman care about oneself was something any man would be proud of!

As Qin Han walked into the clinic, he glanced at Zhang Yalin inside the medicine cabinet and thought to himself, “It seems I have to give this girl a holiday.”

Seeing Song Yuwei arrive, Zhang Yalin happily came out from the medicine cabinet and said with a smile, “Sister Yu Wei, you’re here!”

“Yes, I’m planning to take a few days off and visit the clinic!” Song Yuwei said with a smile.

Zhang Yalin looked at Hong Luan standing to the side, understood the situation, and secretly gave Song Yuwei a thumbs up.

After greeting Zhang Henian and others, Qin Han came to the consultation desk and gestured for Hong Luan to sit down and extend her arm.

Hong Luan followed Qin Han’s gesture and placed her arm in front of the consultation desk.

Qin Han then began to take her pulse.

While Qin Han was taking Hong Luan’s pulse, everyone stopped talking, knowing Qin Han’s habit of requiring silence when diagnosing.

After a while, Qin Han frowned and said, “Something isn’t right!”

“What’s wrong?” Hong Luan asked unconsciously.

“Your inner strength has probably declined to fifty percent after one night!” Qin Han said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Hong Luan, not waiting for Qin Han to continue, tried to muster her strength and found it to be just as Qin Han had said, which caused her complexion to turn a bit pale.

Ever since she sustained an internal injury, Hong Luan had been reluctant to exert her strength lightly, because though the heart-stabbing pain did not make her cry out, the feeling was unbearable.

Thus, she understood her body’s condition less deeply.

“Heh, it seems they think I’m beyond help, which is why they didn’t come looking for me,” Hong Luan said self-mockingly.

Song Yuwei came up to Qin Han’s side and asked softly, “Is the situation very serious?”

Song Yuwei was such a person; even though she was cautious of Hong Luan, when she heard that Hong Luan’s condition had worsened, she couldn’t help but ask.

“If not treated in time, she might become an ordinary person by tomorrow,” Qin Han said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuwei hastily said, “Then treat her quickly!”

Qin Han looked at Song Yuwei somewhat oddly; just yesterday she had avoided going to the company for fear of him being alone with Hong Luan, but today she seemed to be concerned about Hong Luan again.

“Can it still be cured?” Hong Luan asked indifferently.

At this point, she had become indifferent about it.

Even if it couldn’t be cured, it might still be a good thing for her.

Having been involved in the martial world for too long, she was somewhat weary!

“It can be cured, but there are risks,” Qin Han said indifferently, “During the treatment process, you’ll need to disperse your strength!”

“Disperse cultivation?” Hong Luan looked at Qin Han in surprise.

For a martial artist, dispersing their cultivation was absolutely a nightmare, and no one would choose to do so unless absolutely necessary.

Take Hong Luan, for example, even though she was suffering from a strange internal injury inflicted by the seventh elder, there was still a chance to continue cultivating once the injury healed.

But dispersing cultivation was different!

Dispersing cultivation, as the name suggests, is the process of dissipating one’s cultivation level, scattering the energy painstakingly cultivated in the Dantian.

The relationship between True Qi and Dantian is like the fire in an alchemy furnace.

As long as the fire is not extinguished, the martial artist diligently cultivates, continuously adding “firewood” to the furnace.

However, once the fire goes out, no amount of added firewood can reignite it.

That’s what dispersing cultivation is like.

Once the True Qi within the Dantian is scattered, it is not an easy task to cultivate it back.

“Dispersing cultivation doesn’t mean a martial artist has no hope of cultivating again in the future, just that the hope is slight,” Qin Han said to Hong Luan.

“That’s not a problem, becoming an ordinary person again might not be such a bad thing!” Hong Luan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Han furrowed his brows, feeling that Hong Luan’s mindset had already changed at this moment.

“There’s one more thing…” Qin Han said calmly.

Hong Luan said, “I’ve even come prepared for the worst.

What else could there be?

What is it?”

“During the treatment, you cannot wear any clothes…” Qin Han said with no emotion on his face.

Everyone turned their eyes to Qin Han when they heard this statement, especially Song Yuwei, who bit her lip, looking displeased.

Seeing Song Yuwei looking at him, Qin Han quickly explained, “Because I need to disperse the cultivation, clothing on the body will obstruct the dispersion of True Qi, especially since the True Qi becomes very weak later on…”

“Fine, I understand.

Go ahead and treat her; I’ll assist you!” Before Qin Han could finish, Song Yuwei interjected and walked away.

Zhang Yalin, on the other hand, was watching Qin Han with schadenfreude.

The usually stoic Hong Luan’s face turned red, and she hesitated, even though she had been in the martial world for a long time, she was still an unmarried woman.

By her side, Xu Bingyan shook her head, thinking, “It seems that Doctor Qin is about to incur another emotional debt this time.”

For an ordinary unmarried girl, having a man see her body and feeling no turmoil is unrealistic.

After hesitating for a moment, Hong Luan bit her teeth and nodded, “Then I’ll trouble Mr.

Qin!”

Qin Han casually wrote down two prescriptions and handed them to Zhang Yalin, saying, “Prepare the first one for me, and the second one for a medicinal bath!”

“Sure, should we get a bigger tub for the medicinal bath?” Zhang Yalin took the prescriptions, her face insinuating mischief.

Qin Han looked at Zhang Yalin calmly and said indifferently, “Inner Canon of Huangdi…”

“I’m off to prepare the medicine!” Upon hearing this, Zhang Yalin turned around and walked into the pharmacy, selecting the herbs efficiently.

Qin Han glanced at Zhang Yalin irritably; this girl was up to no good!

Thinking this, Qin Han turned to look at Song Yuwei, who was sitting there with a forced casual look on her face.

When Zhang Yalin had prepared the herbs listed on the first prescription and handed them to Qin Han, Qin Han stood up and called Zhang Henian and the others, saying, “I need to prepare a medicinal concoction, Mr.

Zhang, you can watch if you like!”

The three men stood up eagerly.

It had been some time since Qin Han had made any pills.

Usually, he only made them for difficult and complex cases.

It seemed that Hong Luan’s injury was quite serious this time.

It was a pity that she had to be unclothed; otherwise, they could have learned something from Doctor Qin.

Hearing that Qin Han was going to make medicine, Song Yuwei’s interest was piqued.

She had always been curious about how Qin Han concocted those miraculous salves.

“I’ll come too,” Song Yuwei said.

Qin Han smiled and replied, “Come on then!”