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Chu Yi was relieved when he saw that there was no danger for now!

He had heard of Gu Qingyao’s dical skills overseas. She had been very famous among the upper class in France. Also, he knew from his previous investigations that she was Jiang Yiru’s last disciple.

Old Madam Qiao had also taught her for many years.

He just had not realized that she was the star of the international dical group.

Chu Yi sat down and allowed Gu Qingyao to feel his pulse. Gu Qingyao carefully examined him and asked him many detailed questions before she ascertained Chu Yi’s condition.

This fellow was really an invalid, and his condition was serious.

No wonder he remained frail for so many years and had not managed to find a doctor to cure him.

His injuries were severe and had caused a deep-rooted illness. It was very difficult to cure such chronic ailnts.

But with her skills, he just needed a period of nourishnt followed by long-term nursing, and he could recover.

Chu Yi felt very hopeful when he saw that Gu Qingyao seed very professional. Besides, Professor Cannon recomnded her. He was rather anxious when he asked, “Miss… Miss Gu, what do you think?”

Gu Qingyao did not say anything. Her brow was furrowed as she thought for a while.

At that mont, Little One, Mo Yang was obediently cuddled up in Gu Qingyao’s arms. He had been studying Chu Yi.

This fellow was Father’s enemy?

He did seem different. He was not like most of the people in the capital, but Little One just could not pinpoint what the difference was!

Anyway, only his father, second uncle and fourth uncle gave him a similar feeling. This feeling was the most pronounced around Father and Second Uncle.

Gu Qingyao thought for a while before saying, “Mr Chu, your illness is very serious. Your old complaints from childhood, coupled with the injuries you sustained later, have severely damaged your health. If you carry on like this, your life will certainly be at risk.”

Chu Yi’s heart skipped a beat. He did not know whether he was disappointed or not. He had heard such words many tis.

Gu Qingyao could not cure him either?

He could only wait to die of his illness?

Who would want to die if they could live?

He was still so young. He really wanted a healthy body, just like normal people, especially since he had suffered from poor health since he was a child.

“Miss Gu can’t help either?”

Gu Qingyao frowned and said, “There is so hope. Your…”

“Really? I can be saved?” Chu Yi was incredibly excited.

Gu Qingyao smiled and said, “Actually, I can cure you and allow you to regain your health. China’s traditional herbal arts have many miraculous powers. It is especially useful for improving health and keeping fit.

“Based on your circumstances, you can recover after two months of treatnt. Then you must continue to look after your health, and in two years or so, your health will be restored to optimum condition.”

Chu Yi was shocked!

What did she an?

He could be completely cured?

And beco a normal person?

This was more than he had ever dreamt of.

“This… really? Miss Gu, you can really cure ? And within such a short span of ti? I… I…”

Chu Yi was so excited he did not know what to say.

Gu Qingyao smiled, “That’s right. I’m very sure. Yours is not the worst case I have seen. If you take care of your health for a year or two, you can recover.”

Chu Yi leapt to his feet in excitent. “Wonderful! Wonderful! I can finally be cured!”

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