Chapter 79

Under Long Xing's guidance, Bai Chen arrived at the room where Chen Youcai was staying.

Ouyang Lianyi noticed that Long Xing had come again, and this time he had brought a dark-faced young man. She immediately said irritably, "Patriarch Long, the patient hasn't stabilized yet, and you're causing trouble again. Do you even want me to treat him properly?"

The corner of Long Xing's mouth twitched, and he looked at Bai Chen, whose face remained gloomy. Bai Chen coldly said to Ouyang Lianyi, "Get out."

"Get out? You want me to get out?" Ouyang Lianyi felt unhappy just looking at Bai Chen's face. Is this guy here to kill someone? She immediately turned to Long Xing, "Patriarch Long, are all your disciples from the Dragon Tiger Gate like this?"

Long Xing pursed his lips, "Young Master Bai is not a disciple of the Dragon Tiger Gate, but my guest."

"I don't care who he is. The patient's injuries haven't healed, and I can't just leave him. Since I've taken your payment, I can't ignore him. As for his request, I'm sorry, but I can't comply."

Ouyang Lianyi was stubborn and only recognized the facts. She didn't care who Bai Chen was. In her view, nothing was more important than treating patients.

"Young Master Bai, what do you think...?"

Long Xing was also conflicted. He trusted Ouyang Lianyi's medical skills. When Chen Youcai was first brought in, he was half-dead, but within half an hour, he had regained consciousness, showing her remarkable skills.

Although he had heard from others that Bai Chen had saved Nalan Ruyue, it was probably just through the use of medicinal pills. His current aggressive attitude might not be beneficial to Chen Youcai.

"Patriarch Long, please take her out." Bai Chen ignored Ouyang Lianyi's obstruction and directly brushed past her, entering the room.

At the same time, he gently pushed Ouyang Lianyi from behind, causing her to stagger a few steps. Fortunately, Long Xing caught her, and when she turned around, Bai Chen had already locked the door.

Ouyang Lianyi was furious; she had never seen such a unreasonable and arrogant person.

She angrily pounded on the door, and Long Xing was at a loss, as both were stubborn, and he was caught in the middle, feeling the most uncomfortable.

"Miss Ouyang, pounding on the door will affect the patient."

Ouyang Lianyi was almost driven mad with anger, but hearing Long Xing's advice, she stopped pounding the door, though her voice was still loud.

"You damn brat, open the door! Did you hear me? Open the door..."

After shouting for a while, Ouyang Lianyi seemed to be tired and turned around to glare at Long Xing, "Patriarch Long, make him open the door."

"I'm afraid I can't comply with that request."

"The patient's injuries are still unstable. If they worsen, will I have to bear the blame?" Ouyang Lianyi's eyes were brimming with tears, and it seemed she was about to burst into tears if Long Xing didn't respond.

"Miss Ouyang, please don't worry. Young Master Bai has a deep relationship with the patient and would never harm him. Moreover, his medical skills are also quite remarkable. He probably has a unique secret technique that he doesn't want to reveal. Even if the patient's condition worsens, it won't be blamed on you."

"Based on that dark-faced brat, what medical skills could he have? I believe he can kill, but can his healing skills compare to mine? I am... I am..."

Ouyang Lianyi's chest heaved, and her teeth chattered. She was so angry that she might have made herself sick.

Hearing Ouyang Lianyi's words, Long Xing couldn't help but laugh, "Miss Ouyang, what you said is true. When it comes to killing, if he says he's second, no one would dare to claim first."

"I don't care. If he doesn't open the door, I'll... I'll..."

Ouyang Lianyi couldn't think of what she could actually do. She almost blurted out burning the house, but she could only think about it.

Chen Youcai felt like he was dreaming, but the pain in his chest reminded him that dreams don't usually cause pain. How could he feel such intense pain in a dream?

However, this dream was indeed strange. The previous divine doctor Ouye had disappeared, and a dark-faced young man had appeared.

This young man had a murderous look, as if someone owed him millions of taels.

Chen Youcai was scared, but when the dark-faced young man saw him, his expression softened, and he helped him sit up on the bed.

The next moment, Chen Youcai immediately felt a warm current flowing from his back.

Although he had never practiced internal martial arts, he had often heard people in the martial world boast about the wonders of internal energy, which was not only effective in combat but also miraculous in healing. This seemed to be the legendary internal energy.

He must be dreaming. Chen Youcai felt that his wound was less painful, and there was a tingling sensation.

Looking down, he saw that the wound, which had been two fingers wide, was healing miraculously, with the flesh closing at a visible speed.

Except in a dream, how could such an unbelievable scene happen, especially to him?

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Youcai heard the dark-faced young man's voice from behind.

"Brother Chen, I have stabilized your injuries. Thank you for protecting my sister Lan. Please rest and recover. When you are better, I will repay you."

After saying this, Bai Chen helped Chen Youcai lie down again and then left.

Chen Youcai's mind was blank, and he didn't know if he had heard Bai Chen's words.

In fact, his injuries were almost completely healed, but he was still weak from blood loss.

At this moment, Ouyang Lianyi rushed in and shouted at Bai Chen as he passed by.

Bai Chen ignored her and brushed past her again, leaving.

"Miss Ouyang, why don't you check on the patient?"

If it weren't for Long Xing's reminder, Ouyang Lianyi wouldn't have let it go so easily.

Ouyang Lianyi quickly sat by the bed and pulled back Chen Youcai's clothing to examine his wound. But what she saw made her dumbfounded.

Chen Youcai's chest, which had been severely injured, now only had a rough, obvious scar.

Long Xing also widened his eyes, looking shocked and disbelieving.

Ouyang Lianyi, as if she had gone mad, took Chen Youcai's wrist to check his pulse. Although it was weak, it was steady and peaceful.

Ouyang Lianyi didn't believe it and checked Chen Youcai's eyes, tongue, and listened to his heartbeat. Everything was normal!

"This... This... This is impossible... This is absolutely impossible... In this world, how could anyone's medical skills be better than mine, except for my master?"

Ouyang Lianyi's expression was as if she had lost her parents.

It had to be said that Bai Chen's actions had completely shattered her understanding.

For Ouyang Lianyi, Chen Youcai's injuries were serious but not difficult to handle.

With her skills, she could stabilize his condition within three hours, complete the initial treatment within three days, and start recovery within five days.

But Bai Chen had done in just three quarters of an hour what she needed five days to accomplish. How could she tolerate or accept this?

Who was she? She was the youngest disciple of the immortal physician Wuming, and her skills were personally taught by her master.

But now, a mysterious young man had used some unknown method to turn a severely injured patient into someone with only anemia from blood loss in just three quarters of an hour.

Although Long Xing didn't know Ouyang Lianyi's astonishing background, he knew she had been greatly affected and could only comfort her softly, "Miss Ouyang, don't be upset. Young Master Bai's skills are indeed remarkable. A few days ago, a female disciple of Qixiu had heart damage and was on the brink of death, but Young Master Bai saved her with a secret technique. Such divine skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Long Xing meant to comfort her, but when Ouyang Lianyi heard this, she was stunned and turned her head stiffly, "You... You mean heart damage can be cured?"

"I don't know about others, but Young Master Bai did it. Many disciples of Qixiu know about this. If you don't believe me, you can ask the Qixiu disciples."

"Heart damage can be cured? This is impossible... This is impossible..."

Long Xing's words once again left Ouyang Lianyi feeling utterly humiliated. Her proud medical skills were laughable in front of Bai Chen.

She was ashamed of her previous arrogance.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Lianyi blushed for herself. It was like showing off a big knife in front of Guan Yu; she had lost face completely.

...

Zhang Qu and his disciples returned to the Iron Scroll Sect and saw Mu Sansheng and Zhuo Qingyan guiding the junior disciples in martial practice.

Seeing Zhang Qu and his fellow disciples dragging Yuan Long back, they were very surprised.

"Junior brother, who is this person?" Mu Sansheng walked up, looking at Zhang Qu with confusion.

Zhuo Qingyan frowned, clearly noticing that Yuan Long's tendons had been severed, and it was obvious that it was done by a fellow disciple. Her expression was somewhat unhappy.

"What's going on?"

"Senior brother, Senior sister, this person is truly despicable. We were recruiting disciples at the Qingzhou City arena, and this person not only spoke disrespectfully and insulted our fellow disciples but also attacked and injured them."

Zhang Qu pointed to a few disciples with serious injuries, "We argued based on reason, but this person not only refused to repent but also insulted our sect. We had no choice but to severely punish him, severing his hands and feet."

Zhuo Qingyan looked at Zhang Qu, knowing him to be smooth and then at the junior disciples, "Is what Senior Brother Zhang said true?"

The disciples didn't dare to look up, all nodding their heads vigorously, not daring to meet Zhuo Qingyan's eyes.

"Senior sister, this person is vicious and has repeatedly insulted our Iron Scroll Sect. If we don't punish him, the people of Qingzhou City will look down on us."

Mu Sansheng looked at Zhuo Qingyan, sharing similar thoughts. They both knew Zhang Qu's character.

What Zhang Qu said might not be entirely true, but it might not be entirely false either.

The Iron Scroll Sect was currently rebuilding, and it was indeed necessary to restore its prestige to avoid being underestimated by villains.

Zhuo Qingyan took two steps forward, lifted Yuan Long's chin with her fingertip, and scanned his numerous injuries.

"Is what they said true?"

Yuan Long was already delirious, but he raised his head and spat a mouthful of blood at Zhuo Qingyan, sneering, "Anyway... the truth is all in your mouths. Why waste so many words? Do what you want, if I flinch, you're my grandsons..."

Yuan Long's insults made Mu Sansheng unable to bear it, and he immediately became angry, "Throw him into the dungeon!"

Zhuo Qingyan gently wiped the blood from her face, as if it hadn't been her, and her expression was calm.

"This matter ends here. If you make any more mistakes, you will be punished according to the sect rules."

Although Zhuo Qingyan was a woman and usually didn't handle sect affairs, when she did, she was even more decisive than Mu Sansheng.

Just then, two disciples suddenly flew in front of everyone.

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