Medical Sovereign Medical Sovereign Chapter 497

Chapter 497 Yan Xun's Calculation

“Ow!”

Night Lone Ranger suddenly covered her mouth and made a retching sound as she frowned.

“Lone… Ning Ye, what's wrong with you?”

Jiang Wuhui asked anxiously, showing his care clearly in his words.

“I'm fine. Probably, the food is not suitable for me.”

Night Lone Ranger drank a mouthful of water and said indifferently, but she had a little painful expression with tears in her beautiful eyes.

“Or let's go to another place.”

As his eyes glinted, Jiang Wuhui said seemingly with care, but he did not want to stay here, in fact. Her instinct told him that the relationship between Night Lone Ranger and Ding Ning was not simple, so he envied him and hated him.

“No need!”

Night Lone Ranger had a cold character, which Jiang Wuhui had long been used to. Taking out a green pill that gave off a delicate fragrance, he said solicitously, “This is the Mind-calming Pill I bought from the Holy Medical Family. It can make people calm down, and it can perhaps relieve your discomfort.”

“I don't need it. I'm fine… ow…”

Night Lone Ranger refused him firmly. When she smelled the fragrance, her stomach suddenly churned, and the retching feeling reappeared. Hurriedly, she covered her mouth and rushed to the ladies' room.

“It's strange. We are all Ancient Warriors and are immune to illnesses. How could she feel discomfort in her intestines and stomach?”

Jiang Wuhui wanted to go and take a look very much, but remembering that Night Lone Ranger had gone to the ladies' room, he knew that it was a little unsuitable indeed and had to stay. Looking at the back of Night Lone Ranger, he mumbled.

As her smart eyes turned, Green Bamboo said with a seemingly inadvertent smile, “The symptom of Sister Night Lone Ranger is like the pregnancy reaction very much! Is she pregnant?”

“Shut up, Green Bamboo. How can you make this kind of joke casually?”

Dark-faced, Jiang Wuhui scolded her angrily.

Green Bamboo was unhappy and pursed her lips. “I just say it is like, not it is. Humph, am I forbidden to make jokes? Even if she is with child, the child is not yours. Why are you so excited?”

“Enough, Green Bamboo. Don't casually make jokes that ruin one's reputation! If your words are heard by Lone Ranger, your sect can't even protect you.”

Exceptionally sullen-faced, Jiang Wuhui warned her by speaking word by word. The Pure Land of Sanskrit and the Holy-sword Villa had been friendly toward each other. Green Bamboo and he came out to experience the life of the earthly world at the same time, and he usually helped her a lot.

Green Bamboo had been envious of Night Lone Ranger. He learned it for a long time, but one was a disciple of the sect that was friendly with his sect, and the other was the goddess he was obsessed with. Usually, he could only turn a blind eye and pretended that he did not know about it.

But he knew that once the words Green Bamboo used to slander Night Lone Ranger were spread, Night Lone Ranger would kill Green Bamboo mercilessly, and the Pure Land of Sanskrit could not even protect her.

After all, the Holy-goddess Tribe, which was a great sect with profound heritage and thousands of years of history, was a member of the Four Holy Gates like his sect, while the Pure Land of Sanskrit, a sect which had only reached the God Martial Arts level, was far from comparable to it.

“I'm just talking about it. Don't shout at me!”

Feeling guilty, Green Bamboo instantly pouted and muttered.

Director Duan also became serious. “Don't make jokes like that anymore in the future! The inheritance of the Holy-goddess Tribe is special. Only one Holy Goddess from each generation travels outside, and they cherish their reputations most. If this kind of joke is spread by someone and her reputation is smeared, the Holy-goddess Tribe will never end it easily.”

“Oh, I got it.”

Since Director Duan showed his view, Green Bamboo replied tamely at once. She talked at random only because she envied her. If what she said was heard by Night Lone Ranger, she was sure to die, and no one could save her.

Jiang Wuhui's eyes glittered. Although Green Bamboo only talked randomly, he thought that it was unbelievable but suspected it vaguely. “Is Night Lone Ranger really pregnant?

“No, she won't be. Lone Ranger has always been a girl who refuses to be contaminated, so how could she have had sex with a man? I must have thought too much.” Jiang Wuhui shook his head immediately, ignoring the absurd idea.

In the washroom, Night Lone Ranger looked at the retched water in the sink and washed her face, but her eyebrows were filled with bitterness.

Her menstrual period had not appeared for two months, and she did not have appetite every day recently and often retched from time to time. No matter how careless she was, she knew what this meant.

This was why she submitted the resignation letter to the Bureau of Religions, falsely claiming that her life experience had ended and she needed to return to her sect. Now, she wanted to find a place and give birth to the child, and it was no longer suitable for her to accept any tasks.

“Do I need to tell him?” Night Lone Ranger felt that it was hard to make a decision, looking distressed. She knew that aborting the child and pretending that nothing had happened was the wisest choice.

But the fetal heartbeat of the fetus in her belly was formed. When feeling the heartbeat of the fetus, she was really unwilling to abort it.

“Ah!”

A scream woke up Night Lone Ranger from her deep thinking. Seeing the screaming middle-aged woman who had walked out with her hands covering her face from a cubicle, she pursed her lips disdainfully, turned around, and walked out.

“Indecent behavior! There is a lecher! There is a lecher in the washroom!”

Hearing the scream of the middle-aged woman coming from far behind her as if she had just been raped, Night Lone Ranger shook her head speechlessly. “Aunt, you don't know how ugly you are! Even if there were a lecher, it would be you who would benefit.”

Not wanting to face the solicitousness of Jiang Wuhui and the sarcasm of Green Bamboo, she jumped to a big tree and watched Ding Ning from a distance, her eyes glinting with complexity.

“This is the child's father, but I can't tell him. Once our sect learns it, they will kill him.

“Oh.” When she was bored and saw that Zhao Zifeng left with a dark face and anger, Night Lone Ranger had a gentle smile. “This little man is still so unwilling to suffer losses!

“What can I do for him before leaving?” Her spiritual strength spread around unconsciously and fell on Zhao Zifeng subconsciously. She believed that this guy who had a suffering that he could not tell others would not end this easily.

Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and was suddenly nervous, her eyes falling on the pavilion where Zhao Zifeng stayed. “Yan Hui of the Holy Medical Family? Why is he here?”

She knew something about Yan Hui, a disciple of the inside branch of the Holy Medical Family with the intelligence that was neither too high nor too low. He looked like a young man of more than 20 years old, but he was 50 years old, in fact. When he was forty, he reached the Sky Martial Arts Realm. Currently, he was at the peak level of the Sky Martial Arts Realm.

Although they were members of the Four Holy Gates, a man like Yan Hui could not compare with her at all in terms of their respective positions in their sects. She was the Holy Goddess of this generation of the Holy-goddess Tribe and the successor to the future tribal leader.

But she had to admit that although she was a spiritual master, if she dueled with him, she might not necessarily be his match, for this was determined by the degree of transformation from the acquired body to the innate body.

The Celestial Spiritual Masters and the Warriors of the Sky Martial Arts Realm were the same because they all had the transforming process from the acquired body to the innate body. After going through two months of constant transformation, she had only reached the middle stage of the Celestial Spiritual Master Realm, even on the condition that the residual spiritual strength of the clam pill was inside her.

After all, for the Celestial Spiritual Masters and the Sky Martial Arts practitioners, the needed transformations of the Spiritual Energy were different. When she transformed her Spiritual Energy, she also needed to transform her spiritual strength. If she got this upgrading speed on the condition that she doubled her effort, it was enough for her to feel proud.

Night Lone Ranger felt her underbelly and gave a wry smile. Since she had decided to keep this child, she naturally needed to think for the child's future. The Spiritual Energy she had obtained by cultivating with great efforts must be given to the child first, laying a good foundation for the child's growth in the womb, so her cultivation would probably have to stay in the middle stage of the Celestial Spiritual Masters Realm for a long time.

“Fuck, I was insulted so much!”

Zhao Zifeng had quite a sulky expression. When returning to the table where Yan Xun sat, he picked up a cup, drained it in a gulp, and cursed in a rage he panted.

Yan Hao moved his lips, wanting to explain something, but did not say it. Anyway, he could not admit that he was afraid of Wei Biaobiao after the latter gave him hard times because he felt that this was very shameful.

“Childe Feng, don't worry. Anyway, we just want him to accept the challenge.”

Yan Xun, who did not introduce Yan Hui and his Junior Sister to Zhao Zifeng, said indifferently beside him.

He didn't like Zhao Zifeng to use Yan Hao as his weapon very much, but he was still ashamed that his grandson had been scared away in the presence of the crowd. Seeing that Yan Hui did not have the intention to ask about it, he got courage.

“Oh, Master Yan, do you have any good solutions?”

Zhao Zifeng asked as his eyes brightened.

Although he wanted to get the beautiful Junior Sister Qingyun, he knew that the person whom Yan Xun treated with so much respect was never easy to be dealt with, so he restrained his lewd intention quite well.

“Hha, very simple. So many of them are drinking, and some must go to the washroom. No matter who gets sick, Ding Ning will not sit and watch. If he can't cure them, but Yan Hao can, it is clear at a glance to know who is better.”

Yan Xun stroked his beard and said complacently.

“Master Yan, who will poison them? Haha, great plan, great plan!”

Zhao Zifeng's reaction was quick. Immediately, he laughed and praised the plan as he banged the table with his palm.

Seeing from the corner of his eye that Yan Hui was expressionless and had no objection, Yan Xun kept up his spirit, took out a bottle of powdered medicine, and passed it to Zhao Zifeng. “This is a bottle of powdered medicine I prepared. Just let the target smell it. After a few minutes, there will be rashes all over his face.”

“Will the people die?”

As a prudent man, Zhao Zifeng asked worriedly, but he was not afraid of those who ate at the same table with Ding Ning. As long as the battle was confined to the younger generation, the parents would only smile it away after learning it, no matter who had humiliated who.

But if someone died, the nature of it would change. If he violated the rules of the game, no one could protect him, even including the Zhao Family.

“Don't worry. Although I am old, I still want to live a few more years, and I won't joke with human lives. At most, they will itch for a few days, but their lives will not be threatened.”

What Yan Xun did not tell him was that this kind of itch was from the bones, one that the itch-bearer would not even stop scratching even after breaking his face. At most, the person would be disfigured, but his life would not be threatened.

“Okay, I'll ask someone to do it.”

Like getting a treasure, Zhao Zifeng joyfully went to arrange it with the powdered medicine.

“Childe Feng, let me do it!”

After Zhao Zifeng said it proudly, Yue Tingting volunteered.

“Okay, then I should rely on you.”

Very satisfied with Yue Tingting's attitude, Zhao Zifeng handed the powdered medicine to her and also told her how to use it according to Yan Xun's instruction.

Xiao Yan bowed her head sadly. She would have wanted to be a volunteer, so as to improve her relationship with Zhao Zifeng, but she did not expect that Yue Tingting seized the chance by taking a faster step.

“Grandpa, how to cure the illness caused by the powder?”

Yan Hao became highly spirited, and his decadence that appeared moments ago was gone. Then, he asked excitedly.

“Very simple. Heat the needle in the fire, and then use it. Pierce into Quchi Point, Chize Point, Zhiyang Point… three inches deep, and let the needles stay at these points for five minutes. Then, the illness is cured.”

Yan Xun gave his grandson confidential instructions in person, hoping that he would be proud and self-satisfied and save the face that he lost just now.

If Ding Ning could not cure it, but Yan Hao could, it was crystal clear who was better.

“Brother-in-law, it is so late now, but none of these people has left, and they all stare at us, or let's leave now and go to another place.”

Slightly drunk, Huzi said a little unhappily.

Ding Ning gave an unobtrusive smile. “No hurry, but don't drink and let's chat. That's it.”

“I can't hold it, my bladder is about to explode, and I have to go to the washroom, but you guys keep chatting.”

Huzi covered his belly and went to the washroom in a hurry.

Ding Ning's lips moved slightly, and Huzi paused, barely nodded, and went straight to the washroom.

“Brother, what did you say to him?”

Yagyuu Asamayu asked curiously in her mind.

“You'll know soon.”

Ding Ning smiled broadly and replied in his mind, but his smile looked extremely eerie.

Chapter end