Hearing these words, Zhou Zhiyuan and Li Mingtong both froze for a moment.
Although they didn't trust Fang Yan at all, they had no idea how this young man in his early twenties could exude such a powerful presence.
Noticing the awkward atmosphere, Chen Xingzhi said, "Alright, Zhiyuan, I know you mean well, but I have already decided to let Mr. Fang treat me."
Zhou Zhiyuan wore a worried expression. Although he was an adopted son, he knew that everything he had was given to him by the Chen Family, and he truly looked upon Chen Xingzhi as a father.
"But, Godfather..."
"Alright, say no more. Mr. Fang, please begin."
Hearing Chen Xingzhi say this, Zhou Zhiyuan had no choice but to look helplessly at Fang Yan.
"Kid, since the old man insists, I won't say any more, but if you can't cure him... I won't let you off!"
Fang Yan glanced at Zhou Zhiyuan and Li Mingtong.
"Can the people around you dare guarantee they can definitely cure the old man's illness?"
Li Mingtong said, "Old Chen is suffering from a strange illness, and major hospitals are helpless against it. Naturally, I wouldn't dare make empty promises, but I am not like you, using this to scam people!"
Fang Yan chuckled lightly, "But I can guarantee a complete cure!"
"You... Young man, aren't you afraid your tongue will slip from talking big? If you cure Old Chen, I will quit practicing medicine!"
Fang Yan ignored him further and walked toward Chen Xingzhi.
Chen Nuo'en asked, "Sir, what do you need to prepare? We do have some medicinal herbs prepared at home."
Fang Yan slowly shook his head, "No need, just have Old Chen sit down."
Watching Fang Yan's calm and unconcerned demeanor, Zhou Zhiyuan let out a cold snort.
"Hmph, what a pretentious show. Since you claim you will definitely cure him, I'll wait and see. If you can't cure him, I certainly won't let you off!"
At this moment, following Fang Yan's instructions, Chen Xingzhi sat down in a chair and gently closed his eyes.
Fang Yan then placed his hand lightly on Chen Xingzhi's back, and the spiritual energy within his body began to stream continuously into Chen Xingzhi.
In medical science, different ailments require different methods of treatment and recuperation—in other words, prescribing the right medicine for the disease.
But for Fang Yan, it wasn't that complicated.
All ailments were targets to be cleared out. The method was simple: use spiritual energy to drive them away.
Of course, simple to say, but who else could do it with such ease?
Even an ordinary Cultivator, lacking such experience and confidence, would likely find it difficult to control spiritual energy with such delicacy and ease.
"What is he doing?" Zhou Zhiyuan frowned and asked.
Li Mingtong chuckled lightly, "Second Master, if this fellow were truly a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, how could he pull off such a ridiculous stunt? He hasn't even taken his pulse, yet he's messing around with something that looks like qigong. He's definitely a fraud!"
Zhou Zhiyuan nodded slowly, "Then I guarantee he won't live to see tomorrow's sun!"
Hearing this, Fang Miaoxue's heart involuntarily leaped into her throat.
Although she desperately wanted to believe her brother, medical skills... she had never once heard him mention knowing how to heal people.
"Done."
At that moment, Fang Yan said flatly.
Everyone was stunned.
Done?
What did he even do?
Just touched Old Chen's back for a second and it's done?
"Is that it? Young man, do you really think anyone is going to believe you?" Li Mingtong said.
Zhou Zhiyuan gave a cold, scornful laugh, filled with utter disdain.
Even Chen Tianluo felt this was somewhat absurd. Even if, as his father said, this Mr. Fang was an expert, treatment... surely had to involve some kind of process?
Fang Yan swept his gaze across the crowd, as if he had already anticipated this exact reaction from them.
"Old Chen, see how you feel for yourself."
Chen Xingzhi slowly opened his eyes. In fact, ever since Fang Yan began the treatment, he had already been shocked.
Outwardly, it looked like Fang Yan had merely touched his back, but he could clearly feel wisps of cool, refreshing energy entering his body.
From this point alone, he could completely confirm that Fang Yan was indeed a martial artist!
Who else among ordinary people could possibly accomplish such a feat?
After carefully sensing his own body, Chen Xingzhi was even more astonished.
"You possess great divine powers, Sir! I feel all my discomfort has vanished. It's truly miraculous!"
Hearing this, Chen Tianluo was equally startled, "Dad, would you like to check again carefully?"
Chen Xingzhi waved his hand, "I know my own body best; there's no mistake. In recent years, I have never felt this comfortable. It's as if I've instantly grown young again."
Fang Yan smiled. That was only natural; with the ailments inside Old Chen's body cleared away by spiritual energy, he was bound to feel comfortable.
Moreover, the spiritual energy just channeled into his body was still lingering there, and this nourishment would give him an even stronger sensation of his youth.
Zhou Zhiyuan frowned, "He's really cured? How bizarre, he clearly didn't do any treatment at all."
Looking at Li Mingtong, he was staring at Fang Yan in absolute shock, his lips trembling as he tried to speak.
"Could it be... performing acupuncture through spiritual energy..."
"Acupuncture through spiritual energy?" Zhou Zhiyuan asked.
Li Mingtong nodded frantically like a chick pecking at rice, "It is the highest realm of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture—having no needles in hand yet surpassing the use of actual needles. Though it looks like a qigong technique, it has already directly stimulated the patient's affected acupoints..."
"Decades ago when I first entered the profession, I only ever heard my teacher speak of such a technique. Today... I have actually witnessed a living master."
Fang Yan ignored the chatter. After all, he didn't know what "acupuncture through spiritual energy" was; to him, this was merely a tiny trick learned after stepping onto the path of cultivation.
Yet when the others heard this, they became completely certain of Fang Yan's formidable abilities.
Just who was Li Mingtong? He was a treasured, pillar-like figure in Tianzhou's traditional Chinese medicine community. Even he was this shocked—how could Mr. Fang's medical skills possibly be fake?
At this point, Zhou Zhiyuan stepped closer to Chen Xingzhi, "Godfather, are you really cured? I've heard that some things are just psychological suggestion. You believed in him too much, so you only feel temporarily better. What if..."
"Shut your mouth, Zhiyuan! The master possesses great divine powers, do not spout nonsense!"
Chen Xingzhi immediately snapped. Now that it was confirmed Fang Yan was an expert, and perhaps even a martial artist, the Chen Family was eager to win him over. If Zhou Zhiyuan kept running his mouth and displeased the master, wouldn't their relationship be completely ruined?
"Sir, Zhiyuan was a bit blunt, please don't take it to heart..."
Chen Xingzhi hurriedly apologized to Fang Yan.
Fang Yan glanced at Zhou Zhiyuan and said, "It's fine. This person and I had no prior connection to begin with. Since Old Chen is completely fine, I'll be heading back."
With that, Fang Yan took his younger sister by the hand and turned to leave.
Li Mingtong stepped forward, cupped his fists, and opened his mouth to speak, but Fang Yan didn't even look at him as he said, "Remember your promise!"
Li Mingtong froze, seemingly awed by that inexplicable, superior aura. He nodded in a daze, not daring to utter another word.
Chen Xingzhi immediately shot a glance at his granddaughter, and Chen Nuo'en quickly hurried out after them.
The study fell completely silent. Everyone stared at one another with wide eyes, feeling utterly awkward.
After a moment, Chen Tianluo said, "Elder Li, thank you for the trouble today. The Chen Family will pay the consultation fee in full."
Li Mingtong waved his hand, "Forget it. Li didn't even make a move, how could I accept a consultation fee? Besides, I have already decided to seal away my medical tools and will no longer practice medicine from this day forward."
"What? Elder Li, are you really quitting medicine?" Zhou Zhiyuan asked.
Li Mingtong's expression was sincere, "Today, my medical skills fell short compared to his, but I am not someone who breaks his word!"
The others were startled. Li Mingtong, the top figure in Tianzhou's medical community, was actually quitting medicine just like that?
Chen Xingzhi looked at his two sons, "Elder Li is wiser than the two of you. The master was magnanimous today, so from now on we must do everything in our power to befriend him. But if we harbor resentment... then our Chen Family will have missed out on a golden opportunity to soar!"