Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Chapter 32 Don't Boast

Liu Wentian said, "Her sexual life is too frequent, her body is weakened, and she suffers from severe yin deficiency. On top of that, she has a cold, so it's normal for that acupoint to hurt."

Zi Qing heard this and smiled playfully, "Brother Liu Wentian is so naughty—he scared her half to death by saying she only had a cold, and after you prescribed her medicine, she probably feels immensely grateful to you."

Liu Wentian smiled and said, "Just now, they joined hands to trick you. With people like that, there's no need to be too particular. And my bluffing relies on my skills, which not just anyone can pull off."

Zi Qing nodded, then curiously asked, "Brother Liu Wentian, how did you know that woman had a headache and that she had a serious cold and was hospitalized last month?"

Liu Wentian, without any modesty, said, "I figured it out. Didn't that woman say it herself? I am a 'miracle doctor' after all."

"Hehe, it feels like Brother Liu Wentian is bragging again," Zi Qing said with a sweet smile.

Looking at Zi Qing's innocent face brimming with a smile, Liu Wentian's mood also became very good, but suddenly, his expression changed.

"Why is your nose bleeding??"

From Zi Qing's delicate and pretty nose, blood suddenly started flowing, striking red against her overly purple skin, a shocking sight.

At his words, Zi Qing's face paled, she wiped under her nose with the back of her hand, and saw fresh blood on her hand.

The blood flowed faster and faster, unable to be stopped.

Zi Qing covered the area below her nose with the back of her hand, forcing a smile, and said, "I'm fine, it's probably just because I'm overheated."

"Nonsense," he said, "have you ever seen anyone overheated to the extent of bleeding like this?"

Liu Wentian directly took her hand, checked her pulse, then wiped some blood from under Zi Qing's nose, sniffed it, and his face turned very grim.

Liu Wentian supported her head, pressed a few times above her nose bridge, and the blood finally began to slow.

"Do you understand the illness you have?" Liu Wentian stared into Zi Qing's eyes and said, his expression very serious.

Zi Qing was stunned, not expecting the nosebleed to stop so easily this time. She had felt a chill pass from Liu Wentian's fingers over her nose bridge into her body, and then the bleeding had ceased.

Hearing Liu Wentian's question, Zi Qing managed a strained smile and said, "Brother Liu Wentian truly is a 'miracle doctor'. I... I understand what illness I have, and you don't need to worry too much."

Liu Wentian's eyes twitched, his voice low and solemn, "You understand what illness you have, and yet you can still smile? Shall I say you are incredibly thick-skinned or excessively optimistic? Chronic granulocytic leukemia, you must have had it for three to four years already, and it's in the late stage!!"

This disease was hard to detect from the surface, and Liu Wentian hadn't paid attention to it at the beginning, which was why he hadn't noticed.

Advanced-stage chronic leukemia, much more complicated than acute leukemia. In modern society, once it has reached this extent, it's essentially a death sentence.

What surprised him, was that Zi Qing, knowing she was diagnosed with a terminal disease, could still manage to smile.

Even though that smile was bitter and forced, a normal girl in the bloom of youth facing such a condition would be frightened into stupor, weeping uncontrollably, and collapsing emotionally—it was the expected reaction. Yet Zi Qing, in the face of this, still went out to the streets to sing and to work as a waitress.

This seemingly shy and delicate girl was not as fragile as she appeared to be; furthermore, she had her own story.

Frowning, Liu Wentian said, "Why don't you go to the hospital for treatment? If you had sought treatment as soon as it was discovered, you could have lived several years longer."

Also, your family... Since you understand your own situation, your family should understand as well, right? Why do they still allow you to come out and work?? Such parents are too irresponsible!!"

Zi Qing spoke softly, "I'm an orphan, I grew up in an orphanage."

A trace of sorrow surfaced on her face, but it quickly vanished.

Liu Wentian was somewhat taken aback, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you're an orphan."

Zi Qing shook her head and smiled gently, "I understand that Brother Liu Wentian, you're worried about me. Thank you, you're truly a good person. I'm very happy; not many people care about me like this."

Seeing that Zi Qing's face was devoid of any traces of sadness, but instead adorned with a sweet smile, Liu Wentian couldn't help but sigh, "You are quite optimistic, most people with your illness would be depressed and find it difficult to smile."

Zi Qing smiled and said, "Yes, although I grew up in an orphanage, the director and everyone else were very good to me, it's really not a bad place. But now that I've grown up, I can't stay there forever; if I did, it would add to the director's pressure."

"Your mentality is very good, feeling depressed will only make the condition worse. The director of this orphanage seems like a nice person, to have brought you up to be so optimistic," Liu Wentian praised.

Zi Qing's smile was radiant, "If there's a chance, I will take Brother Liu Wentian to the orphanage to see. The director is truly very kind, and the kids there are also very sensible and well-behaved, I'm sure you'll like them."

Seeing her so excited, Liu Wentian said helplessly, "Right now, you should still take care of yourself first. Being optimistic is good, but you need to face the reality. Do you realize how serious your condition is now?? If you don't get treatment, you may not even live for another half a year."

The smile on Zi Qing's face froze; she had always been deliberately avoiding the subject of her illness.

She was just an ordinary girl, and despite being strong and optimistic, she feared death and had many nights where she hid under the covers and wept bitterly, and many sleepless nights. But apart from pretending to be unaffected, what else could she do?

Perhaps treatment could allow her to live a little longer, but she had no money.

Moreover, the doctors had already made it clear to her that her condition was very difficult to control, and even with treatment, it was uncertain whether she could live another year.

Since escape was impossible, then even though she was afraid, she could only grit her teeth and persist, forcing a smile.

Now reminded by Liu Wentian of the Purple Blood Disease she carried, sadness rose to her heart, and Zi Qing's eyes involuntarily reddened.

"Alright, don't be too sad. Since you've called me brother, I will help cure your illness," Seeing Zi Qing's reddening eyes, Liu Wentian tenderly ruffled her hair and said.

Zi Qing managed a smile, "Thank you, Brother Liu Wentian."

Though she voiced her thanks, she obviously assumed Liu Wentian was just comforting her and didn't truly believe he could cure her disease.

Zi Qing had researched her condition, so she was aware that it was impossible for her to be cured.

Just when Zi Qing was feeling sorrowful, a voice caused her to change her expression.

"Zi Qing, why did you finish work so early today?? Did you get your salary?? If you got it, hurry up and pay back the money!!"

A square-faced youth with a somewhat fierce appearance, followed by two lackeys, walked toward Zi Qing as soon as he saw her. It seemed he had come specifically to look for her.

Seeing this man, Zi Qing panicked and said, "Mr. Yuan, I haven't received my salary today. Can I give you the money in a few days??"