Terrifying Beyond Measure?!

As a doctor, Ye Renxin had his own ethics and principles and knew he should not reveal a patient's privacy. But seeing Dugu Bo like this, Ye Renxin failed to control his emotions for a moment.

Just by looking at Dugu Bo's complexion and sensing the rhythm of his breathing, Ye Renxin dared to conclude that Dugu Bo's condition was far better than before.

If, in the past, it had been obvious at a glance that he was relying on the cultivation of a Title Douluo to forcibly suppress the toxins, then now, while the poison had not been completely eliminated, it was at least no longer raging. His overall condition had also been freed up considerably.

Ye Renxin had previously tried treating Dugu Bo, but Dugu Bo's problem was more serious than he had imagined and extremely obscure. Even in the records of the Nine Heart Begonia, similar cases were very rarely seen.

At first, Ye Renxin had still been able to stabilize him somewhat, but as Dugu Bo grew older and his strength continued to rise, his condition completely spiraled out of control. After that, Ye Renxin could at most prescribe painkillers for him, and even those were not guaranteed to work.

Originally, Ye Renxin had determined that Dugu Bo could live for another ten-odd years, but judging by his current state, living another twenty years would not be a problem.

After all, Dugu Bo was only seventy or eighty years old. For a Title Douluo, that age was considered the prime of life. A normal Title Douluo could live to one hundred and fifty. This was already after his own problems had shaved off a huge portion of his lifespan.

"Brother Ye, let's talk inside." Dugu Bo gave Ye Renxin a meaningful look. Ye Renxin nodded in understanding, then led Dugu Bo inward. Only then did Ye Renxin notice the young fellow at Dugu Bo's side.

He had not realized it until he looked, but once he did, he was shocked.

At first glance, Chen Ming looked exceptionally healthy. On closer inspection, he looked healthier than anyone Ye Renxin had ever seen.

It was not a matter of whether his vitality, energy, and spirit were strong. Ye Renxin had seen countless people with stronger vitality, energy, and spirit than Chen Ming. The issue was that all three aspects of Chen Ming were exceptionally pure and stable, complementing one another and creating an outstanding overall balance.

His complexion was rosy, his skin fair, his hair black, his pupils clear, and his breathing steady. At a glance, there was not even a bump or pimple on him. Any one of these traits alone meant little, but combined so perfectly, they were different.

Healthy. Healthy beyond anything he had ever seen. Healthy beyond all expectation.

Ye Renxin nearly cried out, How could someone be this healthy?

"Is this Brother Dugu's disciple?"

As he led the way ahead, Ye Renxin could not help asking.

"Well... you could say he's a friend despite our age difference." Dugu Bo was embarrassed to tell the truth.

After all, apart from the first few days, when Chen Ming had drained him dry and he had taught Chen Ming quite a bit, Chen Ming had spent the rest of the time breaking down his own lines of thought and solutions and feeding them directly to him.

Even though his learning ability was not particularly good, after this period, he felt that his breadth of knowledge and his ability to think through and solve problems had risen by an enormous degree compared with his former self.

Things he had once understood only in surface terms, without knowing the reasons behind them, could now be analyzed and explored more deeply as he tried to uncover their fundamental mysteries.

Even he himself had developed new views regarding the ailments plaguing his body and could independently come up with methods to stabilize himself. This was something he had failed to accomplish for decades.

If one had to define their relationship, Dugu Bo was more like Chen Ming's disciple when it came to learning.

Ye Renxin paused slightly. No one knew what he was thinking, but the way he looked at Chen Ming became even more unusual.

Walking along a cobblestone path, Ye Renxin led the two through a quiet bamboo grove and into a side room, where they took their seats.

The room did not look large, but several enormous floor-to-ceiling bookshelves stood inside. Several different diagrams of human meridians and anatomical charts hung on the walls. Some shelves were packed with medical books, while others held various tools used for treatment.

In one corner, wooden tables stood in a row, covered with all kinds of specimens and sculptures of rare plants.

The most eye-catching object was a human skeleton propped up by metal supports inside a massive glass display case. Judging from the shape of the bones, it should have belonged to a tall adult man. The entire specimen had been preserved extremely well.

Due to the wondrous Soul Power, Spirit Skills, and special material sciences of the Douluo World, this skeletal specimen, which had been displayed here for who knew how long, still carried a trace of vitality, even a hint of domineering presence.

There was no scent of medicinal herbs in the room. Instead, it smelled somewhat like disinfectant. From every detail, it was clear that the room was cleaned regularly; even in the corners, little dust had accumulated.

It could be said that while the entire room possessed an intense medical atmosphere, it also carried a peculiar chill and silence.

"Brother Dugu, I must congratulate you. Your condition has taken a great turn for the better. You will surely live several decades longer, and even your descendants may see a change in their fate."

As soon as he entered, Ye Renxin clasped his hands toward Dugu Bo in congratulations.

"Brother Ye, I only have my great fortune to thank for being where I am today." As Dugu Bo spoke, he pushed Chen Ming's chair forward. Then he stood and moved behind Chen Ming, pressing both hands onto Chen Ming's shoulders as he eagerly introduced him to Ye Renxin.

"Brother Ye, this is my great fortune—a young genius. It was also this young genius who helped me control the toxins within my body."

"This..." Ye Renxin did not believe Dugu Bo would lie, but looking at Chen Ming, he also could not believe Chen Ming was capable of solving this problem.

It was not that he looked down on young people. He believed that geniuses emerged in youth. The problem was that Chen Ming did not seem to be more than fourteen or fifteen at most, perhaps not even an adult.

Could someone like this resolve such an affliction?

"Brother Dugu, sit down first. I'll get some things."

Ye Renxin pressed Dugu Bo into a chair, took out the tools he commonly used from a nearby bookshelf, and carefully opened a bottle to disinfect the silver needles and similar instruments.

Chen Ming sniffed and recognized the scent as alcohol. Yet the purity of this alcohol did not seem particularly high.

Well, it was certainly stronger than the so-called potent spirits outside that were only thirty or forty percent alcohol, but it still fell short compared with medical alcohol. It was probably no more than sixty percent.

Even so, being able to disinfect before an examination in this era already put him far beyond ordinary people.

Ye Renxin examined Dugu Bo's pupils, listened to his heartbeat, and took his pulse to sense the state of Dugu Bo's Soul Power and life force.

Finally, he even took a jade-like toad from among the specimens that looked like mere decorations and drew a drop of blood from Dugu Bo's fingertip onto it.

Seeing the color on the White Jade Toad—still black, yet vastly better than before—Ye Renxin rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He sharply inhaled, and the worldview built over decades of medical practice wavered at that moment.