Just as they were speaking, a cloaked figure entered through the door. The cloak was pulled low, obscuring the person's face.
Xuantian hurriedly grew alert and said, "Who are you? What business do you have at our Medical Hall? Are you here to seek treatment, cause trouble, or challenge our hall master?"
The person raised his head, revealing a young but gloomy face. He said coldly, "I'm not here to challenge anyone. I came to ask you for a favor."
Xuanxiao was slightly surprised. "Oh? You came to find me? May I ask what you need?"
He had not expected this person to be here for anything other than a martial challenge, and for a moment, he could not figure out the other party's intentions.
"My younger sister is seriously ill. Most Medical Halls are helpless against it. I heard that your medical skills are exceptional..."
The man stopped halfway, apparently realizing that he had revealed too much, and hurriedly fell silent.
"Not at all. A physician should have a benevolent heart. No matter how busy I am, I'll certainly do my best." Hearing this, Xuanxiao chuckled and agreed, but inwardly he thought, This matter probably isn't that simple.
At that moment, Zi Wuji came over and said, "This person seems rather suspicious. You'd better be careful."
Xuanxiao nodded. "Don't worry. I know."
After Xuanxiao left, Xuantian asked in confusion, "These days, does even falling ill have to be so mysterious? Besides, can our hall master really treat illnesses? As far as I know, he's good at treating injuries because all those injured people were beaten by him."
Before long, the man indeed returned with a pale-faced girl. Xuanxiao immediately entered work mode and carefully examined the patient. He raised a finger and pretended to take her pulse while simultaneously