"H-how could this be... Medical skill can actually save me?"
He spat out several mouthfuls of black blood and breathed in the fresh air. Though every breath still brought tearing pain, this was already a sensation he had not felt in a very long time!
It had turned around!
He was not fully cured, but there was no doubt that things had turned around!
A Jiu had exhausted his family fortune only to find that modern medicine could not cure him, leaving him no choice but to seek forbidden methods. Yet now, an extraordinarily relieved expression appeared on his face.
Xu Yue, who had just completed a course of treatment for him, merely said calmly,
"What made you think medicine and mysticism could not intersect?"
"As a doctor who knows magic tricks, isn't it only natural that I can cure you?"
"Still, your condition is indeed severe. You'll need at least a few more courses of treatment."
Once Xu Yue had finished speaking, A Jiu immediately calmed down. Without the slightest hesitation or concern, he dragged his newly treated yet still weak body forward and bowed deeply before Xu Yue, repeatedly knocking his forehead against the floor with loud thuds.
"Great kindness needs no words of thanks. From this day onward, my life is yours. Whatever you command, I will not refuse even ten thousand deaths!"
His decisiveness startled A You, who had been watching nearby. The blazing intensity in the eyes of this fellow cultivator he had known for so long, that desperate longing for life, made A You feel as if he were seeing him anew.
So this was the kind of person he was...
"Ten thousand deaths? Heh, forget it. For someone like you, if I wanted to force you to die, I might as well just