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Chapter 134 1000 Spiritual Senses
Heart disease!
Upon hearing those two words, Jiang Yueming's face gradually darkened, and she murmured, "Yang Shuo, you've probably misdiagnosed me. I don't have any mental illness."
Upon hearing Jiang Yueming's reply, Yang Shuo was stunned for the first time, but she didn't say anything more.
Instead, she focused intently on applying the medicine to Jiang Yueming, concentrating her mind on the movement of applying the powder between her jade-like fingers, which also made her move faster.
"By the way, Dr. Yang, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with," Jiang Yueming suddenly said, remembering Zhang Yuqian's strange illness.
Since Yang Shuo is a doctor, she might have some way to treat Zhang Yuqian's illness.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea. Even the legendary Doctor Liu was not 100% confident in treating Zhang Yuqian's illness, so what could Doctor Yang in front of him possibly do?
"Never mind, I won't trouble Doctor Yang." Jiang Yueming took back her previous words, thinking that she should see if there was a solution in the Divine Elixir Strategy.
Yang Shuo noticed Jiang Yueming's hesitation, her pale red eyes widening slightly as she put away the used medicine packet: "The wound has been treated. Be careful when you bathe these next few days."
Since Jiang Yueming was unwilling to talk about it, Yang Shuo naturally wouldn't take the initiative to investigate, much less ask what it was about.
"Thank you," Jiang Yueming said as she finished dressing, immediately feeling the burning pain in her back subside considerably.
I'm definitely injured. I need to treat it quickly, otherwise it'll be quite uncomfortable to keep feeling the strange sensation in the wound.
However, he still treats Yang Shuo as an ordinary doctor and has no intention of taking the initiative to learn more about her.
The two were surprisingly in sync on this point: if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask any more questions.
"Yes, by the way, for Young Master Jiang's stomach ailment, simply prescribing medicine won't be very effective."
After responding to Jiang Yueming's thanks, Yang Shuo carefully advised, "You still need to pay attention to regular eating habits if you have stomach problems, otherwise it will be difficult to cure."
"As for that hidden ailment, I need to take your pulse, young master. Would that be convenient?"
Faced with Yang Shuo's question, Jiang Yueming paused for a moment, then extended her wrist and smiled, "Then I'll leave it to Doctor Yang. How should the medical expenses be calculated?"
He took Yang Shuo's pulse because he was curious about what kind of diagnosis she could make.
However, the medical expenses need to be clearly explained; we can't let people work for free.
Yang Shuo glanced at Jiang Yueming, then placed a few of her delicate fingers on his wrist and said calmly, "You saved my daughter twice before, so consider that as payment for the medicine."
"How could I possibly accept this?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Shuo shook her head and focused on taking the pulse, saying, "Saving a life is more valuable than a thousand treasures. Please calm your mind and rest, young master, and do not make another sound."
As soon as the clear and elegant voice fell, Jiang Yueming did not say another word, just as she had said, but her eyes couldn't help but linger on Yang Shuo's ethereal and beautiful face.
Her fair, snow-white face was adorned with a pair of pale red eyes, and her lips were not the usual alluring red, but rather a plain, light red.
This was quite different from Ye Mo's extreme coquettishness; Yang Shuo possessed a more plain and taciturn temperament, even a sense of aloofness that suggested she dared not disrespect anyone.
"Young master, you..." Yang Shuo felt something was wrong the more she took his pulse, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly in surprise.
"Speak freely."
Upon receiving Jiang Yueming's straightforward answer, Yang Shuo withdrew her hand, looked up at him, and slowly said, "Young Master's hidden ailment is not an ordinary illness, but a poison I have never seen before. I currently have no cure for this poison. If we could obtain the ingredients of the poison, there might still be a glimmer of hope."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming was dumbfounded. Yang Shuo's description was almost entirely accurate. Although he didn't know how she could diagnose his illness by taking his pulse, her performance was indeed remarkable.
Moreover, the solution was roughly the same as what Fu Dongliu had said. It seems that the poison used by those men in black is not something from this world, or rather, it is not something that should exist in this plane.
"Although I cannot cure your hidden ailment, if you can find a cure someday, you can bring this brocade pouch to Xuan Yu Jing in the Heavenly Mystery Empire and find me at the small bamboo house outside the city."
As Yang Shuo spoke, she reached into her sleeve and took out a red, fragrant brocade pouch, handing it to Jiang Yueming and saying, "This pouch contains calming powder. If you are ever in a troubled state of mind, you can keep it with you; it will be of some help."
"Hmm... Also, I only return to the little bamboo house every spring. Please do not go there at other times of the year, young master. Please remember this."
Jiang Yueming accepted the brocade pouch in his palm, his heart filled with a thousand words of gratitude. He carefully stroked the red brocade pouch, and indeed, a faint and elegant fragrance wafted into his nose.
The smell seems familiar; I think I could smell it when I was wandering on the cliff face earlier.
"Dr. Yang, I will never forget your great kindness. Is there anything you need? Or is there anything I can do for you?"
Yang Shuo shook her head slightly and said softly, "It is a doctor's duty to save lives and help the world. If Young Master Jiang really wants to thank me, he should take good care of his health and not get sick again."
After she finished speaking, a ripple stirred in Yang Shuo's heart for no apparent reason, like a gentle breeze suddenly rippling across a still pond.
She had practiced medicine in the capital for many years and had said many caring words to her patients, but this time she just felt something was off.
But I also feel that it is normal for a doctor to repeatedly remind patients to take care of their health.
However, during her long journey through the imperial capital, she refused to let the princes of the imperial family inquire about her address or whereabouts, nor did she reveal her fixed address to ordinary people.
Today, Jiang Yueming is the only one who knows when and where she will appear.
Yang Shuo didn't ask for any reward, but Jiang Yueming still felt uneasy. She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before asking, "Doctor Yang, have you ever practiced any martial arts techniques?"
"The cultivation technique... I've practiced the Golden Armor Technique." Yang Shuo didn't understand why Jiang Yueming suddenly asked this, and her brows furrowed slightly.
In fact, she hadn't specifically practiced any cultivation techniques. When fighting, she would basically use summoning and control-type spiritual arts to escape.
If we have to count any cultivation techniques, it's only a defensive, high-grade Earth-level spiritual technique: the Golden Armor Shield.
However, because she doesn't have much energy to scheme, her current level of spiritual skill is only at the beginner level.
Spiritual arts cultivation is generally divided into four levels: beginner, minor success, major success, and perfection (peak).
Although Yang Shuo's current Golden Armor Technique is a high-grade Earth-rank spiritual technique, the power she can unleash is only at the low-grade Earth-rank.
If she had mastered the Golden Armor Technique earlier, she would have been able to block Jiang Yiyu's spiritual energy attacks.
"System, check how much spiritual energy is needed to upgrade Yang Shuo's Golden Armor Magic Shield to perfection?" Jiang Yueming asked to himself.
The only thing Jiang Yueming can use to her advantage right now is this cheat code.
Helping her max out her defensive skills will be of great benefit to her future travels throughout the Imperial Continent. You should know that the power of a high-grade Earth-rank spiritual technique is comparable to that of a seventh or eighth-level Taixu Realm expert.
[It takes 1000 points of spiritual energy to cultivate the Golden Armor Magic Shield to perfection.]
"What? 1000 points of spiritual awareness?" The system's voice rang in Jiang Yueming's mind, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
His current spiritual awareness is only 130 points. How many simulations would it take to reach 1000 points?