Chapter 19 was also a widow

  "Wait!" Yang Xuan called out to Wu Rui's back under a sudden impulse.

  "...Huh?" Wu Rui stopped in his tracks at the sound, although this woman was not to his taste and even felt a bit unreasonable, but the little girl was innocent, Wu Rui couldn't impose his anger on her.

  "Tell me what's wrong with my daughter," Yang Xuan asked in a hard tone. She had kept Wu Rui behind not because she believed in his medical skills, but simply because she didn't want her daughter to be upset. Now that she had let Wu Rui stay, her eyes were filled with wariness.

  "I'll check again." Wu Rui ignored her strange gaze, walked straight to Xiao Mi's front, and showed a big smile like Uncle Shu Lei, asking the little girl: "Little sister, is it good for Brother God to treat your illness?"

  Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel a chill, because Xiao Mi was right in her arms, and Wu Rui was now naturally in front of her. That lewd smile made her vigilant heart rise instead of fall, and her body tensed up, ready to defend herself at any moment.

  Xiaomi, on the other hand, was completely unguarded against Wu Rui, and sweetly called out: "Okay, Immortal Brother, you must cure the illness on Xiaomi's body. I want to go out and play every day and eat lots and lots of snacks!"

  Xiaomi's wish was simple, almost every child could have the right, but she couldn't. Due to her physical weakness, Yang Xuan didn't dare give her too many snacks, nor did he dare let her run around wildly, completely holding her in his palm and protecting her.

  Yang Xuan's eyes reddened as she turned her head away, not daring to look directly at her daughter. She knew she hadn't done enough, but it was really out of helplessness.

  Wu Rui was also heartbroken, but he still comforted her with great certainty: "Xiaomi, don't worry, Immortal Brother will definitely cure your illness."

  At the same time, Wu Rui also reached out and grabbed the little girl's hand, quietly sending a stream of true energy into her body to carefully examine the situation inside.

  Wu Rui quickly furrowed his brow, apparently having already examined Xiao Mi's condition, and the situation was not optimistic.

  Although she didn't believe in Wu Rui's medical skills, Yang Xuan couldn't help but ask out of concern for her mother: "How is Xiao Mi?"

  Wu Rui gently withdrew his hand, stroked the little girl's head and said: "Xiao Mi suffers from congenital innate absolute pulse, did her father have the same medical history?"

  Yang Xuan's face turned gloomy upon hearing this, and she remained silent for a long time.

  Seeing her expression, Wu Rui knew that her husband had passed away, which was also within his expectations. After all, Wu Rui had some understanding of this inherited congenital absolute pulse, the overall rule is that one generation is weaker than the previous one, and the lifespan is also shorter than the previous one. If a young girl can hold on to ten years old, then her father should only be able to live until his twenties or thirties. And Yang Xuan is now over thirty, presumably her husband's age is also at this stage, once the congenital absolute pulse occurs, it will inevitably lead to death.

  Although somewhat pitiful, the woman had not given him a good face before, so Wu Rui couldn't help but secretly scold in his heart: "She's indeed a widow, no wonder she's as beautiful as Liu Widow."

  For some reason, Wu Rui couldn't help but compare the Yang Xuan in front of him with Liu's widow in the village, and he also found that Yang's widow was much more beautiful than Liu's widow...

  Although Yang Xiang was disheartened, the deceased was already gone, and she was more concerned about her daughter's illness. So she asked hesitantly: "Congenital inherited absolute pulse? I've never heard of this disease?"

  To put it bluntly, Yang Xuan still doubts Wu Rui's medical skills and can be said to still doubt that Wu Rui is a swindler. And... innate absolute pulse? This seems to only exist in the works of Gu Long. As a modern intellectual and an absolute atheist, she cannot accept such absurd explanations.

  "You must have heard of it." Wu Rui's tone was extremely candid, with no disguise for his contempt.

  The fact is that, based on his understanding of modern medicine, it is impossible to detect the pulse of Qi, and there is no information about this aspect. The symptoms of Qi pulse are quite special, and without using true energy, it cannot be detected at all. Moreover, congenital Qi pulse is very difficult to treat, even for Wu Rui, who is not confident that he can cure it once and for all, but only temporarily alleviate the negative impact brought by the Qi pulse.

  Of course, once Wu Rui breaks through to the level of a physician, he has 100% confidence in completely curing Xiao Mi's absolute pulse, and there is more than one treatment plan.

  "You..." Wu Rui's overbearing attitude made Yang Xuan both ashamed and angry, suppressing the urge to drive him away, coldly said: "I don't want to ask anything else, you also don't need to deceive me, I just want to know if you can cure Xiao Mi's illness? If you can, whatever you want I'll give it to you, but if not, please disappear immediately!"

  "This... can't be done for now." Wu Rui hesitated for a moment, still not daring to guarantee anything, but he still wanted to explain: "But as long as..."

  But unexpectedly, Yang Xuan's face turned even colder, and she sneered, interrupting the question: "Is it that you need to wait until your cultivation is improved before you can cure Xiao Mi's illness?"

  "Huh? How did you know?" Wu Rui was astonished.

  "Hmph! Do you still want a hundred-year-old ginseng?" Yang Xuan continued to ask in a cold tone.

  "A hundred-year-old ginseng? If it's wild, then barely!" Wu replied, bewildered but truthful.

  "Hmph!" Yang Xuan snorted, with an expression that said "I knew it all along", and continued to ask: "Are you asking me to pay you a few million in advance?"

  "What do you want with several million?" Wu Rui was somewhat depressed by this, although he didn't quite understand the so-called human relationships and worldly affairs. After hearing Yang Xuan's repeated questions, how could he not know that he had been taken as a swindler again? Moreover, it seemed that Yang Xuan was already used to this, did she often have people impersonating divine doctors to cheat her out of money?

  Wu Rui suddenly had an epiphany and finally understood why Yang Xuan directly associated himself with a swindler when he heard that Wu Rui was a doctor. It turned out to be like this... Wu Rui's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, feeling ashamed of these people's behavior. He could cure all diseases, but he couldn't treat the greed and immorality of human nature.

  "Huh? You don't want money?" Wu Rui's denial made Yang Xuan pause for a moment.

  Indeed, from time to time, people with all sorts of excuses come knocking on the door. There are old men with youthful faces and white hair, who claim to be divine doctors from another world, and professors in white coats with extraordinary temperament and Confucian courtesy. Even a few foreigners have appeared, but they all have one thing in common: they're after money.

  If they could cure her daughter's illness, Yang Xiang wouldn't say she couldn't bear to part with them, but most of these people were scammers. At first, because she was worried about her daughter, she had been cheated out of a lot of money, which also made her extremely sensitive and vigilant towards the word "doctor". Undoubtedly, Wu Rui and the word "divine doctor" didn't match at all, but rather seemed like an unscrupulous scammer, a quack!

  "Who said I don't want money?" Wu Rui rolled his eyes upon hearing this, Yang Xuan looked like a rich woman no matter how you looked at her. For Xiao Mi's sake, Wu Rui wouldn't be too harsh, but he also wouldn't give up the money. That wasn't his style.

  "Huh……" Wu Rui's words made Yang Xuan's mind a bit dizzy, and at the same time, he had some doubts. Because Wu Rui's performance didn't seem like a scammer, could it be an upgraded version of deception? Yang Xuan secretly became vigilant, then asked calmly: "What do you mean?"

  "What's wrong? I treated your daughter's illness and received the corresponding reward. Isn't that reasonable?" Wu Rui was furious.

  "How much do you want?"

  "This... if it's cured, it'll cost at least tens of thousands of yuan!" Wu Rui hesitated and mentioned a number, while also carefully glancing at Yang's widow, afraid that she would think it was too expensive. After all, he was doing a no-loss business, just wasting some true energy, which would slowly recover on its own.

  "...ten thousand several thousand?" Yang Xuan's expression was astonished.

  Wu Rui saw that the situation was not right, and hastily changed his words: "Actually...the price is negotiable. Considering how cute Xiao Mi is, I can also accept a lower price."

  Yang Xuan was speechless, and then directly ignored Wu Rui's explanation. Instead, she stared at him with a pair of captivating beautiful eyes, her face slightly flushed with excitement, and asked: "You... you said you can cure Xiao Mi's illness?"

  "Of course, otherwise why would I waste so much saliva? I still have to make a living and find a wife, but I don't have time to chat nonsense with you!" Wu Rui muttered in a bad mood.

  "You...you..." Yang Xuan deliberately ignored Wu Rui's disdain, excitedly incoherent, but thinking of Wu Rui's deceitful identity, the last bit of rationality in her brain still prompted her to ask with doubt: "Is what you're saying true? Didn't you just say that Little Mi's illness couldn't be cured?"

  "I'm currently powerless against this illness, but I can temporarily alleviate Xiao Mi's suffering, and in a few days, I might have a solution. I just wanted to tell you about it earlier, but you didn't let me finish speaking." Wu Rui said with a pout of reproach.

  However, his blame was once again ignored by Yang Xiang. Upon hearing Wu Rui's confident guarantee, Yang Xiang immediately became emotionally agitated and said: "As long as you can cure Xiao Mi, not to mention 10,000, even if it's 1 million, I'll raise it for you!"

  But then Yang Xiang added a warning sentence: "But if I find out you're also a scammer, the fate of those 'divine doctors' in prison will be yours!"

  Soft and hard, Yang Xuan did not get excited and confused, apparently being deceived many times had made her develop a vigilant instinct.

  But this time, Wu Rui directly ignored the other party's warning, and at the same time as he took off his Taoist backpack, he also instructed: "It's best to find a room with no one in it for me, I want to give Xiaoyao a shot."

  "Oh no! Is it an injection? Xiao Mi is scared." The little girl tucked her head into her mother's chest, almost hiding between the two breasts.

  "Acupuncture?" Yang Xuan also furrowed her brow.

  Wu Rui knew that the widow didn't quite trust traditional Chinese medicine and had already become accustomed to it, so he sincerely comforted her: "Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I won't charge a fee. Moreover, I guarantee that Xiao Mi will not feel any pain and there will be no side effects."

  "Immortal brother, won't it really hurt?" Xiaomi asked in a stiff tone, and like other children, she was also afraid of injections, and could even be said to be more afraid. After all, due to her weak body, Xiaomi had many minor illnesses and pains, and injections had become a common occurrence.

  "It won't hurt, okay! And after the injection, Xiao Mi can go out and play with a peace of mind, and also eat snacks freely!" Wu Rui immediately restored Uncle Shu Li's smile, just like how the Big Bad Wolf tricks Little Rabbit.

  "Really, Brother God? Then little rice will let you give injections obediently." The pure and innocent little rice was indeed deceived by Uncle Shu Li. Thinking that she could play around and eat delicious snacks at will, Little Rice's big eyes were almost closed, and her small mouth was curved like a crescent moon.

  Seeing this, Yang Xuan couldn't help but have doubts, but hesitated for a moment before gritting her teeth and making a decision: "Let's go to my office!"