Wang Haoran was enjoying the breeze on the rooftop as he looked down at the surrounding night scenery.
Feng Rao had already left for a few minutes.
Wang Haoran looked at his tired hands and couldn't help but sigh.
He thought to himself that he should try not to be alone with Feng Rao in the future.
This time, it was his hands that were tired, but it might not be the same next time.
Wang Haoran continued to enjoy the breeze for a while, then left the rooftop and walked down the corridor. Soon, he arrived at the floor where Yan Yuntian's ward was located.
As soon as his feet landed on the corridor floor of this floor, a figure walked out from behind the bathroom door not far away.
It was Yun Churan.
However, Yun Churan just glanced at Wang Haoran indifferently and then prepared to return to Yan Yuntian's ward.
Wang Haoran quickened his pace and caught up with her, walking side by side.
"Don't you think it's sad that you have to be controlled by others even when it comes to marriage?" Wang Haoran's words were obviously implying something.
After Yun Churan heard it, her footsteps paused for a moment, and then she continued to walk forward.
At the same time, she said, "Yan Yuntian is the young master of Fengxi Mountain. He is also very outstanding and is a good match. Why would I feel sad?"
Just now in the ward, she had already seen that Wang Haoran and Yan Yuntian were not on good terms. She could completely guess that Wang Haoran was trying to destroy her relationship with Yan Yuntian. As Yan Yuntian's fiancée, she naturally stood on Yan Yuntian's side.
"It's true that Yan Yuntian is outstanding, but he can't give you happiness," Wang Haoran said meaningfully.
Yun Churan didn't care about the so-called happiness at all because she didn't like Yan Yuntian at all. However, she couldn't say that from her standpoint, so she said,
"You don't have to worry about it. I will be very happy."
"It seems that you have misunderstood my words. I was talking about character." Wang Haoran tilted his head and smiled at her.
Yun Churan was stunned. Then, she became angry and embarrassed. "You lecher! If you continue to talk nonsense, I won't be polite to you."
"I'm just reminding you out of kindness. You better believe me. Otherwise, when you really get married, it'll be too late for regrets." Wang Haoran acted like a good old man.
"Nonsense." Yun Churan thought that he was talking nonsense. After saying that, he lost interest in talking to Wang Haoran. He quickened his pace and soon walked into Yan Yuntian's ward.
Wang Haoran gave a strange smile and slowly followed him.
"It's getting late. Do you want to go back and rest?" Feng Xuansu saw that Wang Haoran had returned, so she walked up and asked in a low voice.
"There's no rush. Let's wait a little longer." Wang Haoran smiled. A good show was about to begin. If he left now, wouldn't it be a pity?
After waiting for about ten minutes, Yu Ning invited Bian Suwen to come here.
Yan Feipeng and Feng Rao walked up and greeted her kindly.
Bian Suwen replied politely. Then, she turned her gaze and looked at Wang Haoran in the ward. However, she did not go over to greet him.
This was because both of them had agreed to pretend that they were not familiar with each other.
"Miracle Doctor, this is my son's examination report and the diagnosis of his injuries. Do you want to take a look?" Yan Feipeng passed a stack of papers and films to Bian Suwen.
After Bian Suwen took a look, she frowned and her face darkened.
When Yan Feipeng saw it, he became nervous and quickly asked, "Is there any problem?"
"Your son's injuries are very serious." Bian Suwen said solemnly.
"I heard from the doctor that he can move freely after a few months of rest. How can it be serious?" Yan Feipeng was puzzled.
"If you just want to move freely, then it's not serious. However, if you recover your martial arts and cultivation, then … "Bian Suwen wanted to say something but stopped.
Yan Yuntian panicked when he heard it. "Miracle Doctor, do you mean that these injuries will affect my martial arts and cultivation?"
"Yes. After you recover, I estimate that you will only have thirty percent of your cultivation left." Bian Suwen said seriously.
When Yan Yuntian heard it, his pale face became even paler.
Because of his hidden illness, his cultivation had been stagnant. Last time, Ning Aoxue even came to humiliate him.
Even so, with Yan Yuntian's cultivation, he could still be considered as one of the rare martial arts geniuses in the hidden Jianghu.
However, if his cultivation was reduced by seventy percent, he would become a mediocre person.
This was something that Yan Yuntian could not accept no matter what.
"Can it be treated?" Yan Yuntian asked anxiously.
"But it's possible, but …" Bian Suwen stopped halfway through her sentence.
Yan Yuntian was extremely anxious.
"Miracle Doctor, if you have something to say, just say it." Yan Feipeng said.
"It's like this. If you want to treat your son's injuries, you will need a few rare herbs. These herbs are the treasures of the Immortal Medicine Valley." Bian Suwen hinted.
Yan Feipeng understood and said generously, "Just name the price."
Hearing this, Bian Suwen extended a finger.
"One hundred million? Okay, no problem. "Yan Feipeng agreed readily.
Although 100 million yuan was a hefty sum, it was nothing to him.
However, Bian Suwen shook her head at him.
"One billion?" Yan Feipeng frowned.
Bian Suwen shook her head again.
"Ten billion is too high." Yan Feipeng was dissatisfied.
"It's one hundred billion." Seeing that he could not guess it after a few guesses, Bian Suwen said it directly.
"One hundred billion?!" Yan Feipeng's old face started to twitch.
"That's right. One hundred billion. Not a cent less." Bian Suwen looked as if there was no room for discussion.
Yan Feipeng hesitated.
Although he could take out one hundred billion, it was more painful than cutting his flesh.
Seeing that Yan Feipeng did not reply for a long time, Bian Suwen said, "In this world, I'm not the only Divine Doctor. You can find someone else."
Then, she pretended to leave.
Feng Rao was afraid that Wang Haoran would be unhappy. Thus, she chose not to say anything about treating Yan Yuntian.
"Wait." Yan Feipeng stopped her.
In the hidden Jianghu, the Immortal Medicine Valley's doctors were the most famous and had the most profound medical skills. Bian Suwen was the current Valley Master of the Immortal Medicine Valley. Who in the world had better medical skills than her?
If he did not find her, who else could he find?
"One hundred billion it is. But I don't have any cash. I need to pay with my assets." Yan Feipeng said.
"No problem." Bian Suwen stopped and turned around. She smiled and said. Then, she walked to the bedside and said to Yan Yuntian.
"I need to do a detailed examination to understand your condition."
Yan Yuntian nodded and said to Yan Feipeng, "Father, all of you should leave for a while."
He was afraid that his condition would be discovered. Thus, he wanted everyone to leave so that he could be alone with Bian Suwen.
"There's no need to leave. I'll use a suspension thread to check your pulse." Bian Suwen took out the tools she brought and sat on the stool beside the bed.
With a flick of her finger, the silk thread flew out and wrapped around Yan Yuntian's wrist.
Bian Suwen closed her eyes slightly. She pressed her fair fingers on the silk thread and felt it carefully.
After ten seconds, she slowly opened her eyes. Her expression was solemn.
Yan Yuntian suddenly had a bad premonition. He quickly said, "Divine Doctor, if you have anything to say, just tell it to me!"
"Divine Doctor, just say it!" Yan Feipeng was worried about his son. He was eager to know.
"How's my fiancé's condition?" Yun Churan asked with concern.
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