In an instant, Nangong Yan’s mind flashed through various possibilities—
Was this youth sent by an enemy?
Or was he just making up things, deliberately using words to insult him?
But how could he be so accurate!
Nangong Yan lowered his voice, his gaze growing more intense and fierce. “Who exactly are you?”
Wen Qingchen stroked her chin with a mysterious air, like an immortal sage, though she had no beard.
“Heh…” Wen Qingchen was really getting into the act, her whole demeanor exuding an air of mystery. “Who am I? No, don’t ask who I am, and don’t ask where I come from. I come from where I come from and go to where I go.”
The guards of the Nangong family looked at Wen Qingchen as if they were seeing an unfathomable immortal!
Wen Xin grew anxious.
Previously, she was feigning grievance, but seeing Nangong Yan’s reaction, she quickly tugged at Nangong Yan’s sleeve, her eyes filled with tears. “Brother Yan, he mocked me just now and said… said I’m nothing…”
Clearly, she was now Wen Qingchen, the eldest daughter of the former Wen Divine Doctor, and should be beloved by everyone.
How could she be subjected to such humiliation?!
However, Nangong Yan was now focused on Wen Qingchen.
He clenched his fists, struggling to speak, but stubbornly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Wen Qingchen.
“So,” he took a deep breath, his voice lowered and restrained. “How did you see through my condition?”
Wen Qingchen twitched her mouth, thinking to herself, I wish I could pretend I didn’t see it!
Damn it, in this world, apart from my brother Wen Huan, I’ve seen three patients, and two of them had male reproductive issues…
Let’s not even talk about that masked person from before, who had a severe reaction to an aphrodisiac but still couldn’t perform! That was a huge problem.
And Nangong Yan here—tsk, it’s even worse. He’s completely impotent.
Ugh, I’m not a urologist! I really don’t want to deal with people’s problems about their… well, you know what!
Wen Qingchen kept up the act, stroking her chin with a profound expression. “There’s no illness I can’t see and no patient I can’t treat.”
Nangong Yan’s eyes brightened.
“You’re a healer? Can you really cure any illness?”
Wen Xin grew more anxious. “Brother Yan, don’t listen to him. He looks so young, and even if he is a healer, his skills are probably not very good. If you have any health issues, we should go to the medical clinic. My father… I mean, my uncle’s medical skills are excellent, and he will definitely be able to cure you.”
Wen Qingchen glanced at Wen Xin with a slight smile, her heart filled with cold mockery.
She hadn’t planned to get involved with Nangong Yan, but now… what could be more satisfying than finding joy in an enemy’s suffering? Since Wen Xin was so ungrateful, she shouldn’t blame her for being heartless!
In public, Nangong Yan wouldn’t reveal his condition. He淡淡地说, “Qingchen, I do have some health issues, but until your medical clinic finds the divine medicine, there’s no way to treat them.”
Hearing this, Wen Xin opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but her expression showed a hint of fear.
Divine medicine?
There is no such thing as divine medicine!
This is just an excuse her father used to find Wen Qingchen and Wen Huan.
But she absolutely couldn’t reveal that.
Nangong Yan stared at Wen Qingchen with piercing eyes. “Can a healer really cure anything?”
Wen Qingchen smiled. “Yes.”
Nangong Yan said, “Good! Since you can tell my condition at a glance, I will trust you this once. But if you can’t cure me…”
A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
It was clear that if she failed to cure him, the person who discovered his secret would be put to death.
