Urban Invincible Medical Divine

There's also this girl, can't you be a bit more reserved? Liking someone and then starting to stalk them is just too careless. Liu Wentian was somewhat worried for her parents; this daughter of theirs might just get trafficked someday and even help count the money for her captors.

Seeing Liu Wentian staring at her as if he were dumbfounded, Han Guo also felt somewhat embarrassed and added, "It's just that when I'm near the uncle, I feel less cold."
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"Cold??"

Liu Wentian was stunned, once again noticing the thick coat on the girl, puzzled, he asked, "Are you very cold??"

"Yes, very cold." The girl smiled, her playful demeanor suggesting she didn't really mind the coldness she described.

Yet, Liu Wentian noticed that from beginning to end, the girl's delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her body trembled gently, as if she was enduring something.

"Stretch out your hand," Liu Wentian said.

Blinking her bright eyes, Han Guo felt a bit embarrassed and responded, "Uncle, I shouldn't just let you touch my hand. Although I really like being around you, men and women should not touch each other carelessly."

"Touch your head, what are you thinking about? I am a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, I want to check your pulse to see what's going on," Liu Wentian said, unable to help but laugh.

"That's so, I actually thought you were a bit perverted, Uncle."

Han Guo stuck out her tongue, then added, "But my family has already consulted many doctors for me, and I've taken a lot of medicine, almost every day, but it's all been ineffective. How about we don't take my pulse after all? Uncle, just hug me, I always feel so warm when I'm close to you."

"Less nonsense, stretch out your hand," Liu Wentian said helplessly. This girl really talked too much.

"Oh, don't be mad, Uncle, I'll let you take my pulse," she said.

The moment Liu Wentian's hand touched the girl's delicate wrist, he felt as if his fingers were pricked by ice needles, and he almost instinctively moved his fingers away.

He frowned deeply. Generally speaking, with his current abilities, diagnosing an illness would take mere seconds, but this time, it took nearly 10 minutes to take her pulse.

Liu Wentian remained silent, his gaze toward Han Guo filled with pity.

Since he had inherited his skills, this was the first time he had encountered a disease he could not cure.

The illness the girl suffered from was called "King Martial Vein Condition," a peculiar constitutional disease. Those with the body type of King Martial produce a cold energy called "Heaven Yin Qi" that accumulates in the veins throughout the body, causing tremendous pain.

Even under the scorching sun, those afflicted would feel as if they were in an ice cave, constantly suffering the agony of bone-chilling cold. This Heaven Yin Qi, like ice needles, wreaked havoc inside their bodies, tormenting the sufferers.

No wonder the girl was dressed in a coat, almost wrapping herself into a sphere, all just to keep her body a bit warmer.

Liu Wentian was also extremely shocked; the girl was enduring this torment every moment, yet she could still manage to smile. To understand this pain, it could bring even a stalwart man to his knees.

He had previously thought that the girl's constant giggling indicated a low threshold for amusement, but now he began to truly admire her.

Having such a disease and yet giving herself a cheerful nickname like Han Guo was truly unimaginable.

Liu Wentian also knew that anyone with the "King Martial Vein Condition" wouldn't live past 16 years old. The girl was 15, meaning she had less than a year left.

The reason the girl felt Liu Wentian's presence was very warm, and it was comfortable to be around him, was because Liu Wentian practiced the "Heaven and Earth Demon's Gods Technique," which is an extremely masculine and strong cultivation technique. This technique happens to restrain the "Heaven Yin Energy" in the girl's body.

If Liu Wentian had cultivated the "Heaven and Earth Demon's Gods Technique" to the Second Layer, then he could have used the "Eight Trigram Shifting Silver Needle" to cure the girl's "Heaven Yin Vein." But at the moment, he was still at the First Layer and thus unable to cure her illness.

However, employing the "Eight Trigram Shifting Silver Needle" now could still alleviate the pain the girl was experiencing and temporarily control the violent Heaven Yin Energy inside her.

When Han Guo saw Liu Wentian staring blankly at her, she felt a bit shy and said, "Uncle, haven't you finished taking my pulse yet? Holding my hand like this doesn't seem like you're taking my pulse—it feels more like you're taking liberties with me."

Liu Wentian realized what was happening, moved his hand away, and glared at her, saying, "Clever little rascal."

Han Guo puffed up her cheeks, huffed, and said, "Uncle, I am not little!!"

"Pfft..."

Liu Wentian saw her cheeks puffed, and her big eyes staring and lips pouting—it was extremely amusing, and he couldn't help but laugh.

No wonder she said her nickname was Happy Guo; she looked sweet, and with that playful expression, she did seem quite amusing.

"Hehe, Uncle, you laughed. Am I not especially cute? But don't get any funny ideas," said Han Guo as she laughed too, showing off her teeth, crinkling her little nose, with a very expressive face that was youthful and exuberant.

Seeing Han Guo laughing so joyfully, like a little angel bringing happiness to others, and remembering the harsh cold she was enduring, Liu Wentian suddenly felt a pang of compassion and resolved to cure her illness.

Although he couldn't completely cure her now, he could still help ease her pain to a great extent.

"Cute my foot, 15 years old and you act like a kid under 10!" Liu Wentian quipped, curling his lips but with a smile peeking through.

"Really??" Han Guo stepped forward, tilting her head up around five centimeters from Liu Wentian's face, making a funny face at him with a grin.

Liu Wentian almost burst into laughter at her silly antics, but still deliberately kept a straight face and said, "Little rascal."

Han Guo pouted, her dimples seeming to be annoyed as well, and she manipulated her nose to resemble a pig-like shape, making a bizarre voice and said, "Really, really? Uncle, is a little rascal as cute as me?"

"Pfft!!"

This time, Liu Wentian couldn't hold back and laughed aloud, saying, "You really know how to be silly!!"

"Hehe!!" Han Guo smiled smugly.

"Let's go; I've figured out what's ailing you. Let's head to the pharmacy to buy a set of silver needles, and I'll help ease your pain," said Liu Wentian.

He had only known this girl for a short while, but now felt extraordinarily close to her; this adorable girl seemed to have a special quality that made it hard to be wary of her.

"Huh?? Uncle, you figured out what illness I have?" exclaimed Han Guo in surprise.

"Yep, let's go buy a set of silver needles and I'll soon make you feel a lot better," Liu Wentian assured her with a smile.

With a twinkle of surprise in her eyes, Han Guo giggled and said, "Okay, even though I don't quite believe you can help me, I feel like you're definitely not a bad person. Just don't kidnap me and sell me, okay?"