The Most Professional Treatment

Huang Haitao stood motionless to one side, watching Chen Xuan curiously.

Why had this man suddenly taken an interest in me?

Chen Xuan shrugged and walked over to the desk, where the various examination reports had been neatly sorted. No wonder Yue Beifeng had said a smart person could make use of the full thirty minutes. Reading the reports while listening to the others question the patient really did save a lot of effort.

The name on the medical record was Gu Zhaoning.

But he could not be bothered to read it.

The instant Chen Xuan turned sideways to them, he activated the Divine Eye Method and pulled the Scanner Gun from his pocket with his right hand. From this angle, his body completely concealed the compact gun. Aiming at his target and pressing the button took less than a tenth of a second.

Then he put the gun away.

To everyone else, Chen Xuan had merely paused for a moment.

Next, he took out his phone and opened the trading page—as long as they were connected to Wi-Fi, both his phone and the Scanner Gun could access the Ability Store's trading and inventory systems.

"Mr. Chen, you can't photograph the medical records," You Chi reminded him.

"I know. I'm looking something up."

Doctors were certainly allowed to look things up. These days, even using AI to help assess a patient's condition was commonplace. Checking a phone during a consultation was perfectly normal.

The first thing Chen Xuan needed to establish was whether the illness would show up as an ability. If not, would there be any corresponding symptoms listed?

For instance, his inventory contained an ability called "Frail and Sickly." Much like "Can Eat a Lot," it was an innate trait that even the Dimensional Limit Organization could not