Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as Huo Gua, yet a Manjusaka Flower

Huo Yunxiao took out Mafeisan (a type of anesthetic) from the medical cabinet and used it to anesthetize the man.

Cover his eyes with gauze and say, "Relax, it'll be fine in a bit. Just think of it as a nap."

Then, a green light appeared in the palm of his right hand, like moonlight condensed into dew, like the flow of life, slowly entering the man's body.

The flesh and blood in the man's left leg began to slowly wriggle, as if it had acquired an independent will.

The originally rotten and blackened parts, like withered trees coming back to life, are visibly shedding their death aura under the influence of that green light. New growth and texture are spreading layer by layer, gradually devouring the decay.

Time flies by, and under the continuous nourishment of the power of abundance, everything has settled down.

As soon as Huo Yunxiao stepped out of the room, the young woman immediately stood up, grabbed his hand, and her voice was full of anxiety and anticipation.

"Doctor, my husband... how is he?"

Huo Yunxiao pointed lightly to the back room and said in a calm tone, "It's alright, go in and take a look."

The woman was so excited that she almost knelt down and kowtowed on the spot, but Huo Yunxiao reacted quickly and reached out to help her up.

"Doctors are here to heal the sick and save lives; there's no need for such formalities. Go in and see your husband."

The woman, her eyes red and choked with sobs, entered the back room. Huo Yunxiao turned back to the counter, closed his eyes, and silently recovered his depleted soul power.

Not long after, the two walked out of the inner room side by side.

The man rushed forward, tightly grasped Huo Yunxiao's hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Miracle Doctor! Thank you so much for saving my leg! If it weren't for you, our family would have truly collapsed!"

Huo Yunxiao waved his hand lightly: "It's no big deal. Just three silver soul coins, as it says on my sign."

The man thanked her repeatedly and quickly gestured to the woman beside him to take out three silver soul coins, which he then presented to Huo Yunxiao with both hands and respectful gestures.

Moreover, Huo Yunxiao is also very beautiful.

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The next day, several more people flocked into the clinic, all seeking medical treatment.

Huo Yunxiao raised his eyes and swept them over the pale-faced middle-aged man at the head of the group. His gaze sharpened slightly, and his tone carried a strange undertone: "You, are you really only eighteen years old?"

"What's wrong? I am eighteen years old." The man retorted, his neck stiff and his face full of indignation.

Huo Yunxiao spoke calmly, his voice steady yet each word piercing: "You look like you're in your thirties or fifties, your vital energy is depleted, you have kidney deficiency."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people next to him burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, did you hear that? Old Wang has kidney deficiency!"

"Old Wang, you've been indulging in pleasure all your life, haven't you? You've completely worn yourself out!"

"Hey, didn't you always brag about how vigorous you are? How come you have kidney deficiency!"

The man called Old Wang's face flushed red, and he shouted angrily, "Bullshit! Pure nonsense!"

"I am a dignified Soul Master, how could I possibly have kidney deficiency!"

"Yeah?"

Huo Yunxiao chuckled softly, raised his fingertip slightly, and gently tapped near his liver area.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" The man grimaced in pain and shuddered.

"It hurts so much from just a light touch, you're incredibly weak." Huo Yunxiao withdrew his hand, his tone as calm as if he were talking about something completely ordinary.

"Nonsense! That was just an accident!"

Huo Yunxiao glanced at him and said unhurriedly, "I didn't say it couldn't be cured."

Having lived for so many years, this is the first time I've ever seen even a Soul Sect expert so weak.

Huo Ye spoke softly from the side, his voice light and gentle, like the first snowflake falling on a lake in early winter—soft yet with a strange penetrating power that forcefully suppressed the laughter filling the room.

"I didn't say it couldn't be cured."

The laughter stopped abruptly, as if it had been abruptly severed by an invisible blade.

The entire clinic instantly fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

What... what's going on?

Why is it suddenly so quiet?

The next moment, three burly men, each weighing over 180 pounds on average, suddenly knelt down in unison with a few thuds, lying upright in front of Huo's consultation table. Their massive bodies almost covered the ground, creating an absurd yet impactful scene.

The small consultation room was instantly filled with their imposing figures and an indescribable sense of tragic solemnity.

Huo was taken aback by this sudden scene and quickly said, "What...what are you doing? Get up, the ground is cold."

The burly man at the head of the group bowed his head, his voice pleading, "Please, Godmother, help us!"

"Huh?"

Huo looked at the three living "human carpets" in front of him and was momentarily at a loss.

Huo Yunxiao rubbed his throbbing temples, his long black hair swaying gently with the movement, his tone full of helplessness: "Get up and talk. Do you think lying on the ground will cure your illness?"

She paused, then added, "Everyone's constitution is different, and their symptoms vary, so the prescriptions cannot be generalized."

Huo snapped out of his daze and looked at the tallest, most muscular man: "You go first, put your hand out."

"Huh?" The tall man paused for a moment, then looked up blankly.

In the end, he could only tear his heavy body off the cold ground with a long face, and slowly and reluctantly move to the examination table, extending his wrist that was disproportionate to his size and looked somewhat frail.

Huo Yunxiao extended three fingers and gently placed them on the cun guan chi point on Huo Yunxiao's wrist, then closed his eyes and concentrated.

After a moment, she withdrew her hand and spoke calmly:

"You've been staying up too late, causing excessive liver fire and phlegm and dampness accumulation. Drink tea made with cinnamon, goldenrod, snake fruit, and goji berries daily. I'll also prescribe a herbal decoction for you to take on time."

She then looked at the second person: "You have a severe deficiency of Yin, so you need to supplement your diet with more nourishing foods. I will prescribe another formula for you, so please take it regularly when you get home."

Then, looking at the third person, he said, "You have a deficiency of Yang energy and your internal organs are not properly nourished. You can use Eucommia ulmoides, Cistanche deserticola, and Cuscuta chinensis to make a decoction to replenish your Yang energy."

Finally, she glanced at the three of them, her tone calm yet carrying an undeniable warning:

"You three, try to avoid staying up late and doing things that deplete your energy."

The three quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Godmother!"

Huo Yunxiao frowned slightly: "There's no need to mention that kind of address again."

She carefully wrapped up the prepared medicinal herbs and gave detailed instructions on what to avoid and how to take them.

After paying, the group left the clinic noisily, clutching their medicine packets and muttering under their breath about "kidney deficiency" and "dietary restrictions."

The clinic finally returned to quiet.

During this time, Huo Yunxiao returned to the clinic and officially took over the work. Before that, he was busy cultivating.

Since curing the hunter's illness, his reputation has been established.

Huo Yunxiao's prices are relatively cheap; except for a few that are a bit more expensive, they are all very cost-effective.

A significant portion of them are even Soul Masters. There is a large Soul Arena next to the South District, where Soul Masters inevitably get injured in Soul Battles.