Starting with a beautiful woman's private doctor

It was late at night when we got back to the hotel in Hainei County.

Xu Yi plopped down on the sofa, feeling as if his bones had been removed.

That day, he traveled from Hainei County to Qishan, from the foot of the mountain to the cold pool, witnessing the black viper molting, watching Chu Nan clash head-on with the monster, and seeing Qian Xinya being slammed into the stone wall with a palm strike. His spirit remained taut like a fully drawn bowstring.

Now that I've relaxed, a wave of exhaustion washes over me.

But he still couldn't sleep. After sitting on the sofa for a while, he finally blurted out the question he had been holding back all the way.

"Little Chu..."

Xu Yi's voice was somewhat hesitant, "Are you really confident you can heal that young lady from the Qian family?"

"You saw what she looked like then, her whole body embedded in the stone wall, blood gushing from her seven orifices, and what you did—"

"Of course, I'm not questioning you, but can an injury of that severity really be saved?"

Chu Nan sat on the edge of the bed, his tone calm. "His internal organs are shattered, his bones are broken. With current medical methods, he really can't be saved. But I'm using internal energy, not medical methods."

"What if he can't be saved?" Xu Yi asked again.

He recalled how Qian Xinya had swept up all the century-old medicines in Hainei County when she stood in front of the county's pharmacy, and he had wanted to slap her twice. But things were different now.

He used to be fearless, having nothing to lose. When his daughter was critically ill, he was willing to risk his own life, so of course he didn't care about offending a young lady from Kyoto.

But now that the dragon's beard root is about to be obtained, Xu Ran's life is saved, and his mentality has changed.

The Qian family is, after all, the Qian family, a noble family in Kyoto with a history of hundreds of years, with six listed companies under its umbrella and connections throughout the government and the country.

If Qian Xinya really dies at their hands, the consequences if the Qian family investigates will be far beyond what a shareholder of Baihua Group can withstand.

"As you've seen these past few days, that young lady isn't one to let things go easily. If she decides to retaliate..."

Chu Nan raised his eyelids to look at Xu Yi, his tone still unhurried, "If she wants revenge afterward, I won't mind wiping the Qian family off the map of Kyoto."

Xu Yi was stunned for a moment. In the past, he would never have believed such a thing.

How could one person possibly contend with a noble family that has been passed down for hundreds of years?

But after witnessing Chu Nan smash the black viper with three punches and shove Qian Xinya into the stone wall with one palm, he no longer had any doubts about Chu Nan's abilities.

This kid said he could destroy the Qian family, and he really did.

Xu Yi let out a long sigh, stood up from the sofa and walked towards the door. "It's good that you have a plan. My old bones have been up all day. If I don't sleep now, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up tomorrow. You should get some rest too."

After Xu Yi left, Chu Nan sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the small black snake quietly coiled on his wrist.

Before he could speak, the little black snake seemed to sense his thoughts. Its tail tip gently brushed against the back of his hand, and then a very subtle thought traveled back through his skin.

The thought was vague and intermittent, like a child just learning to speak struggling to organize their words.

This thought suddenly reminded Chu Nan of something: the little snake usually coiled around his wrist, its scales pressed tightly against his skin, motionless, looking just like a bracelet carved from black jade.

It is only five inches long and can be completely hidden in a sleeve.

If used in a surprise attack, it can suddenly be launched from the sleeve when the opponent is completely unprepared, and can bite through anyone's throat in an instant.

Chu Nan conveyed this idea to the little black snake using his mind.

The little black snake seemed to understand what he was thinking, and a new thought came back to him.

The meaning is clear this time: if the master needs to fight head-on, it can grow larger.

Although its size shrank after recognizing its master, it can restore its body to the size of a black serpent, even stronger than before, enough to face five grandmaster-level combatants head-on.

Chu Nan looked at the little snake on his wrist and couldn't help but smile. This time, he had really found a treasure.

"From now on, I'll call you Xiao Hei."

The little black snake's tail tip patted the back of his hand twice, as if nodding.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Chu Nan got up and opened the door, where Wen Bo was standing.

The old master still maintained his humble demeanor, but the wrinkles on his face were deeper than before, and his eyes were slightly red, clearly indicating that his journey back had not been easy.

Behind him were more than a dozen medicine boxes, each neatly stacked in the corridor, and the air was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.

"Mr. Chu."

Wenbo held a sandalwood box in both hands, bowed slightly, and said, "The dragon whisker root is here, along with those century-old herbs. I brought them all."

Chu Nan took the sandalwood box, opened it, and took a look.

The dragon's beard root lay intact in the box, its roots complete and its medicinal properties plentiful.

He closed the lid, glanced at the medicine boxes in the corridor, and only took the sandalwood box.

"I'll take the dragon's beard root; I won't use those century-old herbs."

Wenbo paused for a moment, then bowed deeply.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke, "Mr. Chu, now that my mission is complete, do you...?"

"Let's go."

As soon as Chu Nan finished speaking, Xu Yi opened the door and came out. "Little Chu, I'll go with you!"

Qian Xinya's room was a suite on the top floor of the hotel, twice the size of the one Chu Nan was staying in.

Several bodyguards stood in the living room, all with expressions of great alarm.

The accompanying doctor, a middle-aged man in his fifties, was sitting on the sofa looking at the CT scans repeatedly, his face full of incomprehension.

He simply couldn't understand how someone could survive with all their bones and muscles shattered to such an extent.

Although the pulse was weak, it never stopped.

Although his breathing was shallow, it never stopped.

This completely contradicts all the medical common sense he has learned.

When Chu Nan entered the room, Qian Xinya was lying on the bed, her face as pale as a sheet of paper.

Her breathing was shallow and rapid, each rise and fall as if she were using all her strength.

Chu Nan walked to the bedside, spread his right hand, and a lotus flower of true energy slowly bloomed in his palm.

Golden light poured down from the petals, enveloping Qian Xinya's entire body.

The bodyguards instinctively took a step back. They had never seen such a method before, but they knew that this was the same person who had slammed their young lady into the stone wall with a single palm strike in the cave during the day.

Wenbo stood to the side, his fingers unconsciously clenching his sleeves.

Chu Nan gently pressed down with his right hand, and the lotus flower floated down from his palm, slowly merging into Qian Xinya's chest.

Those shattered bones and tendons, and damaged internal organs, began to reassemble and heal at a visible speed under the nourishment of the lotus's true energy.

About fifteen minutes later, Chu Nan withdrew his hand, and the light from the lotus flower slowly dissipated.

Qian Xinya's eyelashes fluttered, and then she slowly opened her eyes...

Wenbo let out a long breath, as if all his strength had been drained away, and he almost lost his balance.

He gripped the edge of the bed, his voice trembling, "Miss...you...you're finally awake."

Qian Xinya stared at the ceiling, her eyes still somewhat unfocused.

Then she turned her head and saw Chu Nan standing by the bed.

Her lips twitched, and her voice was hoarse and weak, "I knew it... you wouldn't dare kill me."

But the innate arrogance in his tone did not diminish in the slightest despite having just returned from the brink of death.