642: Chapter 602 Flower Ridge Miracle Healer_1 642: Chapter 602 Flower Ridge Miracle Healer_1 The person who stood up in the audience was known to outsiders as the Flower Ridge Miracle Healer, secluding himself within Flourishing Flower Valley, where a commoner’s chance to see him was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
However, his dical expertise was renowned throughout the city, and in all of Flower City, there was no one who did not know of the Flower Ridge Miracle Healer’s outstanding dical skills.
Even the rarest of diseases, once in his hands, were effortlessly cured, completely stress-free.
Whenever he erged from seclusion, he always brought a sense of relief.
Upon seeing this, Yang Xun imdiately burst into an excited smile.
When he had sent the invitation to the Flower Ridge Miracle Healer, he never actually thought he would agree, much less leave his retreat to co to Flower City to enjoy the performance.
Yet, to his surprise, he did co, which was an unexpected joy for Yang Xun.
Yang Xun promptly looked toward the Flower Ridge Miracle Healer and said respectfully, “Thank you, senior, for your generous help.
I am endlessly grateful!”
He raised his hand and interrupted Yang Xun, “No need for so many words, just leave the rest to .”
Hearing this, Yang Xun felt as if a weight had been lifted from his heart.
His daughter’s rare skin disease was finally going to be cured.
Thereupon, the old senior ca down from the audience and walked towards the stage,
while the spectators nearby stood up and made way for him, all with most respectful attitudes, anxious and fearful of offending this divine figure.
anwhile, on the stage, Yang nghuan’s sobs ceased, hope rekindled within her as she looked at the Flower Ridge Miracle Healer with eyes full of anticipation.
At this mont, up in the audience, Lu Chuan watched the old senior’s figure with curiosity.
“Is this person’s dical skill really that impressive?”
Lu Chuan inquired.
Zhan Tianyu nodded slightly, “It’s normal for you not to know.
This senior is called Chang Yun, and throughout his life practicing dicine, he has never made a mistake.
Any disease placed in his hands is cured as soon as the dicine is administered.”
“Unquestioned is his ability.
The whole city knows his dical skill.
As long as he cos down to treat Yang nghuan, that rare skin disease of hers will likely improve soon.”
“It seems she is quite lucky to have Chang Yun lend a hand, and it’s largely thanks to her City Lord father.
If she were an ordinary person, she would likely not have had this opportunity.”
Zhan Tianyu turned his head towards Lu Chuan, “Have so dessert.
Watching the Divine Doctor’s treatnt process is also a kind of enjoynt.”
Lu Chuan picked up so fruit from the side and put it into his mouth.
At this point, Chang Yun had already taken the stage and approached Yang nghuan.
When he first saw the festering skin on Yang nghuan, he couldn’t help but shiver, montarily pausing in his step.
Thankfully, with his seasoned experience, he soon steadied himself.
“Miss, how long have these symptoms been present on your body?”
“Over three months.
It began with a re skin itch, but gradually it started to fester, and now all over my body, aside from this face, there’s scarcely any unblemished skin left.”
Chang Yun nodded slightly and then stepped forward, ready to begin Pulse diagnosis.
Yang nghuan rolled up her sleeve; the cloth stuck to the festering flesh on her arm, making it extrely difficult to lift and causing her face to wince in pain.
Chang Yun then took her wrist to comnce the Pulse diagnosis.
The entire audience waited in silence for a mont, all growing tense with anticipation.
So of them had seen Yang nghuan’s features before—exceptionally beautiful, with delicate facial features, fair skin, a perfect oval face.
If her sweet countenance were to be completely ruined because of a grave illness, it would be a real pity.
After all, she had never been courted before, and to suffer a ruined visage before even experiencing love would be unimaginably painful.
Yang Xun paced back and forth below the stage, extrely nervous, wishing he could rush up imdiately and inquire about the situation.
But his reason told him that being anxious was useless; since the man was a Divine Doctor, he should choose to trust him, let him proceed with the treatnt undisturbed, and not interfere.
The audience below, anyone who knows the great na of the Flower Ridge Miracle Healer, wouldn’t take this matter too seriously.
In their eyes, as long as Chang Yun made a move, there wasn’t any ailnt he couldn’t solve.
However, Chang Yun on stage had been taking pulses for a long ti but still had no clue.
“Old gentleman, is there still hope for my illness?”
Yang nghuan looked at Chang Yun with a face full of hope, as this was her last hope.
Chang Yun’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his face covered in a cloud of worry, unable to give a reply for a long ti.
His fingers kept searching over Yang nghuan’s wrist, but he couldn’t be certain of the diagnosis.
Gradually, his expression turned grave.
Seeing his face grow increasingly difficult to read, Yang nghuan began to feel anxious.
“Grandfather, is it…
that I am beyond help?”
Yang nghuan was incredibly nervous inside.
Chang Yun withdrew his hand, stepped aside, and swallowed with a feeling of helplessness.
“I am truly…
sorry, miss, I cannot make sense of the illness on your body.
It is the first ti in my decades of practicing dicine that I have encountered such a unique skin disease.”
“I am ashad to hold the title of Divine Doctor…”
Having said this, he turned around, lifted the red drapery, and slowly walked off the stage.
Yang nghuan stood there stunned on the stage, unable to co back to her senses for a long ti, struggling to speak.
Below the stage, Yang Xun, upon hearing Chang Yun’s words, also froze in place, as if a huge stone were pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
The audience below, seeing this, were all astonished.
Chang Yun actually had a day where he failed!
This was simply too rare, there was actually an illness he couldn’t cure—this was preposterous!
Yang Xun quickly intercepted Chang Yun, asking, “Is there really not even a trace of a clue?”
He hastened to ask.
Chang Yun stood still, looked towards Yang Xun, and said, “When I was taking pulses, I found that nghuan’s pulse was no different from a normal person’s, logically speaking, she shouldn’t be ill.”
“However, she definitely has symptoms of a skin disease.
I would like to prescribe a few dicines, but without identifying the specific illness, taking dicine at random may accelerate its worsening.”
“So, you should understand, it is actually that I lack the capability.”
After speaking, Chang Yun returned to the audience seats and sat in his original spot, his expression desolate.
Yang Xun stood bewildered on the spot, saying helplessly, “If even the Divine Doctor Chang Yun cannot cure her, then I fear there is completely no hope left…”
He looked at the people around and said, “This news is undoubtedly a trendous blow to .
Since Mr.
Chang Yun is also clueless, it seems nghuan can only accept her fate.”
Having said that, he looked towards Yang nghuan on the stage and said, “Daughter, do not despair, life is long, we will take it slow.”
Yang nghuan stood on the stage, her mood extrely low, her heart already as dead as ashes, utterly devoid of hope.
“Dad, I understand, I’ll just dance behind this layer of red gauze from now on, as long as I can still move, it’s fine.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Xun smiled with relief, “Good, I will support you to continue dancing and performing!”
At that mont, Lu Chuan suddenly spoke up, “If the illness is not resolved in ti, it could be life-threatening.
It’s not as simple as whether or not one can dance.”
Lu Chuan’s startling statent captured the attention of the entire venue.
Yang Xun looked over and quickly asked, “What do you an by that?”
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