"Li Chuan, don't bother. Medicine and martial arts are one family. Although my medical skills aren't great, I know what's wrong with my body." Ma Tianfeng smiled gently. "This injury has damaged the source of my heart pulse; it can't be cured."
"Dad, Li Chuan's medical skills are remarkable, he might really have a solution." Ma Yuanzhi recalled the tingling sensation when Li Chuan treated her, causing her face to redden again.
Remembering that scene made Ma Yuanzhi's face burn, but her body felt incredibly comfortable, an unprecedented feeling.
"Yes, Tianfeng, my illness was cured by Li Chuan; his medical skill is indeed magical," Miao Cuilian agreed.
Actually, Miao Cuilian never expected to get pregnant at her age, and more bizarrely, it turned out to be a liver fetus.
Ma Tianfeng just smiled; he was so weak that he seemed to have lost the strength to speak.
Anyway, considering a dead horse as a living one when treating it can at least comfort his wife and daughter.
This time, Li wasn't careless; he immediately summoned Lingxi True Qi within himself.
Then, following the method in Ghost Gate Pulse Technique, he gently pressed several acupoints on Ma Tianfeng's chest.
Initially, Ma Tianfeng had little hope, but as soon as Li Chuan's hand touched his chest, he felt a warm current flow into his body, and the excruciating pain significantly reduced.
"Incredible!" Ma Tianfeng finally understood the marvel Miao Cuilian and Ma Yuanzhi spoke of!
As time ticked by, fine beads of sweat appeared on Li Chuan's forehead.
His complexion gradually turned pale.
"Puff!"
Finally, Li Chuan's hand fiercely pressed on one of the acupoints, causing Ma Tianfeng to vomit a mouthful of thick black blood, and his face, originally ashen as gold paper, regained a hint of color.
At this moment, Li Chuan also showed a trace of exhaustion: "Master, I've cleared the clotted blood for you; the injury is starting to heal. Though you shouldn't engage in martial arts or heavy labor for now, normal life won't be affected."
Ma Yuanzhi looked exhilarated: "Li Chuan, you mean my dad can recover, right?"
"Yes, but not now. To fully recover, give me some more time," Li Chuan reassured, "At least a month."
He's speaking about the daily dual cultivation with Zhao Qingyao, where True Qi needs constant enhancement.
However, currently, dual cultivation with Zhao Qingyao offers very limited True Qi growth.
Considering this, dual cultivation with other women is necessary.
Of course, if he could dual cultivate with Ma Yuanzhi, it would be ideal, but it's evidently not possible now.
Ma Tianfeng's spirits improved greatly: "Li Chuan, whether it's a month or a year, I'm willing to wait."
He then looked at Miao Cuilian: "My dear, Li Chuan has expended a lot of Primordial Energy treating me; go to the storeroom and fetch the Thousand-year-old Polygonum Multiflorum to replenish him."
"Dad, let me handle this; you and mom should rest." Ma Yuanzhi stopped Miao Cuilian and happily stepped out.
The fellow disciples nearby were filled with despair; they'd never seen Ma Yuanzhi actively take care of anyone so willingly in all their years at the martial hall!
Li Chuan...
"Alright, you all can leave and let Master have some quiet time." Miao Cuilian told a few disciples to exit but left Li Chuan behind.
"Mistress, is there something else?"
"Chuan, how old are you? Do you have a girlfriend? Where is your hometown? Who else is in your family?"
Li Chuan: "..."
What's going on? Why ask these suddenly?
No one understands a daughter better than her mother; Ma Yuanzhi's little thoughts cannot escape Miao Cuilian's notice.
After Li Chuan answered, Miao Cuilian laughed and said: "You are eighteen this year, Yuanzhi is twenty-one, a girl three years older is indeed a treasure!"
Li Chuan's face turned red.
Not long after, Ma Yuanzhi hummed a tune happily as she returned from outside.
She was holding a food box with a ceramic jar inside, exuding a fragrant aroma.
"Hmm? Yuanzhi, this doesn't smell like just Polygonum Multiflorum; what else did you add?" Ma Tianfeng noticed something off in the scent.
Ma Yuanzhi smiled: "I saw junior brother being tired, so I added Thousand-year-old Ginseng and an Earth Ganoderma."
Ma Tianfeng was speechless: "That was meant for your dowry."
"Cough cough cough..."
Li Chuan: "..."
Li Chuan nearly choked on a mouthful of herbal soup; was he just given Ma Yuanzhi's dowry?
"Dad, dowry or no dowry, if Chuan recovers well, your injury will heal faster. If you're gone, what does it matter then?" Ma Yuanzhi's face turned red.
"Li Chuan, don't stand there blankly; this jar of herbal soup is all yours. At this crucial moment, you mustn't falter, understand?"
"Chuan, with your physique, drinking this jar of herbal soup shouldn't be a problem. Since it's already prepared, just drink it." Ma Tianfeng said helplessly.
"Alright." Li Chuan wasn't polite; upon taking a sip, he felt a warm sensation spread through his body.
However, it was him; if it were an average person drinking this entire jar, they would definitely have a nosebleed!
He was different; he could convert the medicinal power into True Qi.
Although the quantity of True Qi was touching, it was better than nothing.
If he wanted rapid growth, he could only rely on women!
Watching Li Chuan calmly finish the entire jar of herbal soup, Ma Tianfeng was utterly convinced!
This is not only a martial arts prodigy but also a physique monster!
After consuming the soup, Li Chuan instantly recovered to peak state; what's more, he felt a flame burning fiercely in his Dantian.
Not just that, his whole body was ablaze with heat!
"Truly worthy of thousand-year-old concoctions!" Li Chuan now only wanted to find Zhao Qingyao; he immediately said: "Master, Mistress, Senior Sister, I have some business to attend to. I'll leave first; if anything happens, just call me."
After leaving the martial hall, Li Chuan called Zhao Qingyao, but she was back at the station recording a program.
Helpless, Li Chuan could only head home.
If his elder sister-in-law was at home, she could at least help him relieve some heat.
...
"Hall Master Niu, your arm isn't severely injured, but to fully recover, you'll need to rest, taking no less than half a year. Did you encounter a skilled challenger?"
At the orthopedic hospital, Niu Kun, accompanied by his son, got checked by the head doctor.
"Just treat me first." Niu Kun wasn't in the mood for chatter right now.
"Sure, no problem."
Faced with martial artists like Niu Kun, the doctor couldn't afford to be negligent and immediately began the treatment.
"Arrange the best room and doctor for my son!"
Right now, Niu Kun's mind was preoccupied only with avenging Li Chuan: "Everyone else, follow me."
After a brief silence in the car, Niu Kun spoke: "To Three-blade Hall! Unless that kid is dead, I won't sleep peacefully!"