The Fragrance of My Hot Patients

Although Liu Yun agreed with the treatment method Chenyang proposed, she still had some lingering doubts.

In her experience, only a few obscure schools of Chinese medicine employed such methods of yin-yang harmony.

Yin-yang harmony sounded simple.

To the average person, it probably just meant a man and a woman taking off their clothes, getting into bed, and performing the most primitive act of union.

But in reality, it was far from that simple.

It required not only strict control over timing, movements, and exertion, but also for both the man and the woman to meet certain physical standards.

Especially when used to treat an illness, its intricacy and difficulty were on par with a Western surgical procedure.

Chinese medicine is vast and profound, with a legacy spanning thousands of years.

It could truly be called a national treasure of China!

However, due to various historical and environmental factors, Chinese medicine had fallen into decline.

Today, those who understood the art of yin-yang harmony and could execute it perfectly were so few you could count them on one hand.

In Liu Yun’s mind, those few individuals were either living as recluses in the mountains or had become the most preeminent figures in the world of Chinese medicine.

It wasn’t that there were none to be found among the general populace, but any who still made a living from it were likely old men and women in their seventies or eighties.

A young man of Chenyang’s age, even if he were studying Chinese medicine, would likely only be a novice.

Even if he understood the theories, he wouldn’t necessarily be able to put them into practice.

And that was precisely Liu Yun’s doubt just now—she was worried Chenyang only knew the theory and had no practical experience.

But upon learning that Chenyang was a successor of the Daoist Medicine school, most of her doubts vanished in an instant.

There were many schools of Chinese medicine.

Daoist Medicine and the art of the Witch Doctor could be considered the two most unique schools.

Their uniqueness lay in two aspects.

The first was their focus on self-cultivation.

The second was their approach to diagnosing and treating patients.

Liu Yun had once heard an elder mention that a Great Cultivator of the Daoist Medicine school could prolong their life and maintain a youthful appearance.

Furthermore, when it came to treating patients, they could do so almost without prescribing medicine or using acupuncture.

Moreover, during a consultation, some practitioners of Daoist Medicine didn’t even need to take a pulse. They could discern a patient’s entire condition simply through observation and listening.

If an outsider were to hear this, they would probably call it absurdly exaggerated.

But Liu Yun, having grown up in a family of medical practitioners, believed it without a doubt.

Years ago, she had personally witnessed an elderly master of Daoist Medicine diagnose a patient with a single glance and cure their severe illness with just a few medicinal dishes.

At this thought, any trace of condescension she felt toward Chenyang vanished, and her attitude changed dramatically.

"I never would have thought you practice the arts of the Daoist Medicine school."

"You seem to know a lot about Daoist Medicine, Sister Liu."

"I was fortunate enough to see an elderly master of Daoist Medicine in action years ago. It truly astounded me and practically overturned my entire understanding of Chinese medicine."

"He must have been a very impressive senior practitioner. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been so easily astonished."

"That elder was indeed incredible. He was already over ninety when I saw him back then. I’ve heard that more than a decade later, he’s still hale and hearty. I actually wanted to ask for his help recently, but I couldn’t track him down."

"Is he from our province?"

"I believe so."

"There aren’t many practitioners of Daoist Medicine in the province. I’ve either met most of them or heard my grandfather speak of them. I wonder which one you mean, Sister Liu?"

Liu Yun thought for a moment. "Back then, my elders all respectfully called him Elder Ye. His given name, I believe, was the name of a Chinese herb... Ye something..."

"It couldn’t be Ye Fuliling, could it?"

"Yes, that’s it! You know him?"

"Know him? We couldn’t be closer." Chenyang smiled. "He’s the grandfather who taught me medicine and raised me with his own two hands."

"What?" Liu Yun was taken aback. "But that’s not right. His surname is Ye, and yours is Chen..."

"He found me and took me in. For some reason, he didn’t give me his surname. Instead, he named me Chenyang."

"Then I’m sure the old master had his reasons," Liu Yun said with a sigh. "I truly never expected I’d have the honor of meeting Elder Ye’s successor."

"So, you don’t doubt me anymore, do you, Sister Liu?"

"Of course not. As Elder Ye’s successor, even if you can’t cure my illness, I know you would never deceive or harm me."

"And what if I can cure you?"

"You can set whatever conditions you want!"

"Then it’s a deal." Chenyang smiled inwardly. ’I’m confident I can cure her illness. Now that I have her promise, my job situation is basically settled.’

After a brief pause, Chenyang asked, "By the way, for the male partner required for the final step... are you planning to ask your husband?"

"He... he’s not suitable."

"Then you’ll need to consider this carefully. It’s an important part of the process."

Liu Yun nodded. ’This is something I really need to be careful about. My husband isn’t an option, which means I’ll have to find another man. I’m a well-known doctor in Yang City, after all. If word got out that I was with another man, I’d be too ashamed to show my face here ever again. I can’t just pick anyone, and the thought of hiring some gigolo from a nightclub is repulsive. So... who can I ask?’

Liu Yun’s lovely eyes fluttered as her gaze drifted unintentionally to Chenyang.

’He’s young and strong. And since he’s a practitioner of Daoist Medicine, he must be intimately familiar with the principles of yin-yang union. Besides, someone who practices Daoist Medicine... his ability in *that* department probably isn’t lacking. In that case... he’s the perfect choice.’