Chapter 23: Qi Disease
"master!"

Junior Sister Lu Ling, who was standing by, became anxious upon seeing this and hurried forward to help calm her breathing.

The most famous case of respiratory disease in history was that Empress Changsun died of this disease. Even her descendants were short-lived, perhaps it was hereditary.

"My nephew knows a little bit about medicine. Can you let me treat him?"

Seeing that her breathing had calmed down a little and her panting had stopped slightly, Ye Yu whispered.

"All the famous doctors in the area have seen me. Don't bother yourself. My time is almost up..."

Qi Xianyu looked at his nephew in front of him with gentle eyes. He was still young, so what level of medical skills could he have?
Moreover, Qi Xianyu himself was an alchemist and half a doctor. He knew that this disease had no cure, and now it was even more incurable.

In other words, she became a disciple of the alchemist in order to solve her own problems, but unfortunately, after so many years, she gained nothing.

However, seeing that his nephew wanted to save him, Qi Xianyu still felt warm in his heart. His senior brother really taught a good disciple.

"Maybe not!"

Ye Yu said.

Lu Ling, who was helping her master to smooth out the breath on his back, felt both amused and helpless. Her senior brother was good-looking, but seemed a little dull.

How advanced can his medical skills be? They are all from the same lineage of alchemists, so everyone knows everyone else's abilities.

"Then try it!"

Hearing Ye Yu's reply, Qi Xianyu smiled gently, stretched out her slender, white, but slightly thin jade hand, and weakly handed it to Ye Yu.

It seems that this nephew is not willing to give up until he tries. Qi Xianyu finds it funny.

Ye Yu nodded and placed his index and middle fingers on her bare hands. The true energy in his body transformed into a breath, which flowed along his fingers and into her arm and body.

Almost instantly, Qi Xianyu's whole body trembled, and he looked at Ye Yu in shock and horror.

Inside the bedroom, Ye Yu put two fingers together and gently placed them on Qi Xianyu's bare hand. At this time, Qi Xianyu looked at Ye Yu in disbelief.

“You, you, what is this???”

Qi Xianyu's eyes widened as she spoke in disbelief.

The alchemists of their lineage also engage in burning elixirs and refining mercury, but they are certainly also acquainted with some knowledge of alchemy from other schools.

So when Qi Xianyu truly felt the aura flowing from Ye Yu's hand, it almost overturned her cognition.

She also knew many alchemists who practiced the art of Qi training and breathing, but no one of them could make people feel their breath.

The so-called qi they talked about did not manifest itself in anything and was probably just an imagination.

Qi Xianyu understood very quickly that many things in the alchemist lineage were very weak. Burning elixirs and refining mercury could not save her, and refining qi and guiding it were also impossible.

As for those schools that claim to be able to summon gods and ghosts, understand the words of ghosts and gods, and search for immortals and elixirs of immortality, they are even more unreal.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Lu Ling, the junior sister who was watching over the master, noticed the strangeness of the master and asked in confusion.

In her opinion, Ye Yu was taking the patient's pulse and there seemed to be nothing abnormal.

Soon, Ye Yu used a wisp of true energy to travel throughout her body and could indeed feel that her internal condition was very bad: her heart and lungs were weak, her Qi and blood were deficient, and her tendons and veins were blocked.

If Ye Yu had not come in person, even the most powerful doctor would be powerless to save the patient.

Just as Qi Xianyu himself said, the end is near.

After a wisp of Ye Yu's true energy circulated through Qi Xianyu's body, the dissipated energy slightly nourished her body.

Suddenly, Qi Xianyu, whose originally pale face, had a hint of redness on his face, and his weak body seemed to have some strength.

“Is it ‘qi’?”

Qi Xianyu's mental state improved a lot, and his autumn eyes were shining as he looked at Ye Yu.

"It's indeed Qi!"

After Ye Yu let this wisp of true energy return to his body, he nodded.

Ye Yu did not brag at this time. Zhenyuan is an energy substance that is one level higher than Zhenqi.

After all, being able to cultivate qi that can be truly felt is enough to shock these alchemists.

Don’t talk nonsense about these alchemists. In Ye Yu’s previous world, if there really was such a powerful qigong master, he would have shocked the whole world and become a guest of honor for all the upper classes.

However, the fact is that many qigong masters are discovered to be fake as soon as they emerge, and they just use various means and tricks to deceive people.

"Master, this is a congenital disease. You need to recuperate for a few days and then see how it goes."

Ye Yu pondered. Qi Xianyu's situation was different from Ying Zheng's. Ying Zheng was poisoned, but she was born with a defect.

Moreover, Ying Zheng still has a few years to live, but she is almost at the end of her life, and the difficulty of saving her is incomparable.

Ye Yu took over the original owner's identity, and he felt somewhat grateful. If he could save his elder, he would naturally lend a hand.

"Brother, can you cure my master's illness?"

Before Qi Xianyu could say anything, Lu Ling beside her excitedly grabbed Ye Yu's hand and asked anxiously.

“Is Qi so magical?”

Qi Xianyu was also very surprised. She naturally knew her condition. It was not just a congenital disease, but it would even be passed on to her children.

Her mother, uncle and grandfather all had this disease and died in their thirties or forties without any cure. It was precisely because medical skills could not cure the disease that she learned to become a Taoist priest.

"Don't feel stressed, nephew. Living a few more days is also a gain. It is normal that the disease cannot be cured."

However, Qi Xianyu soon thought of what Ye Yu said. Even if he recuperated for a few days and observed the situation, he might still not be able to recover.

After all, this is something one brings from the mother's womb, and Ye Yu is still young. Even if he has cultivated his Qi, his cultivation level is probably not high.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Ye Yu once again moistened Qi Xianyu with a wisp of his true energy, making her feel much more comfortable and she fell into a deep sleep.

"I haven't seen Master sleep so soundly in a long time."

Lu Ling took Ye Yu to the prepared residence. While talking, she curiously asked Ye Yu many questions.

Ye Yu's image was completely different from the senior brother she had imagined, he was simply many times more outstanding.

"This is the residence that Master ordered to be prepared for you a few days ago."

Lu Ling brought Ye Yu to an elegant and quiet pavilion in the backyard.

Around the pavilion, there are large lotus ponds, small bridges and pavilions, creating beautiful garden scenery.

Compared with the financial resources of this nun, the original master was obviously far inferior.

Going up to the second floor, they entered the room, which was very clean and had some boxes. Lu Ling went forward to open them, and found some alchemy books, jade pendants, jewelry, gold, silver, jade and other kinds of crowns.

"These are what the master prepared for you to take back. They contain some of the Taoist traditions, as well as the jade pendant and hair crown that the master prepared for you..."

Listening to Lu Ling's introduction, Ye Yu felt a little touched.

My master passed away last year. This year I am reaching the age of 20 and should perform the coming-of-age ceremony for men, which was the ancient rite of passage for men.

So she felt that she didn't have much time left, and specially prepared several gorgeous hair crowns for the original owner.

"Although the two sides have not been in contact for many years, their friendship has not been severed. Otherwise, before the original master passed away, he would not have instructed to give some of his treasured items to his junior sister."

Ye Yu secretly sighed in his heart.

"Miss, Miss, something happened, someone died outside..."

Just as Ye Yu was talking to Lu Ling, a maid suddenly ran over and shouted hurriedly.

"what?"

When Lu Ling heard this, her pretty face changed slightly.

At this time, the sun was gradually setting, and the afterglow of the sunset was brilliant. Lu Lingyuan was having a pleasant conversation with her senior brother, but was interrupted by what a maid said when she came running over from a distance.

"How could there be a dead person?"

Lu Ling frowned slightly, hurried downstairs and asked the maid.

"They are all rangers. They drew their swords at each other as soon as they disagreed with each other. They are still fighting now!"

The maid ran over, panting and replying in a hurried voice.

Hearing that no one in the mansion was in trouble, Lu Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother!"

Lu Ling turned around and looked at the senior brother beside him, wanting to apologize to Ye Yu and leave.

"Let me go and see with you!"

Ye Yu whispered.

The grudges and love affairs of the knights can be said to be the prototype of the martial arts world in later novels.

During the Qin Dynasty, knights-errant were not yet very popular. However, during the Han Dynasty, they gradually became popular. Many of them were even able to curry favor with the powerful and influential people of the time and possessed good political resources in the court. The trend was very strong.

(End of this chapter)