Mr. Peng wanted treatment for rheumatoid arthritis, which put Feng Jun in a difficult position.
He could treat the illness. In fact, if a child had it, he could simply teach them cultivation; once they broke through to Martial Master, the disease would heal without medicine.
Of course, that did not mean Martial Masters could never develop such illnesses. If they failed to protect themselves, Martial Masters could still get rheumatoid arthritis, caused by disordered qi and blood, and an imbalance of cold and heat.
However, there were certainly no rheumatoid arthritis sufferers among the Red Phoenix Sect's cultivators. Feng Jun had also bought some pills from Bai Luan that were remarkably effective at suppressing damp cold.
Yet at Mr. Peng's age, a complete cure would not be easy.
Feng Jun asked about his medical history—well then, it was a lingering ailment from his younger days.
After making some calculations, he helplessly said, "There's no way to completely cure this disease, because your medical history is too long."
"Your body has already reached a pathological physiological balance, inside and out. If I truly cure you, that balance in your body will instead be disrupted, causing a series of reactions... The key issue is that you're too old, and it could easily trigger unpredictable consequences."
Unpredictable consequences were not necessarily uncontrollable. If Feng Jun put all his effort into maintaining things, the final outcome would not be too bad.
But he felt there was no need to do that. The investment and return were disproportionate—many people had lived their entire lives with injuries, hadn't they?
"I understand the balance and imbalance you're talking about," Mr. Peng said with a nod.
Yet he could not help feeling regretful. "But when it flares up from time to time, it really is unbearable."
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