A miserable howl, like a pig being slaughtered, came from outside the clinic and reached Ye Qingzhou's ears.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Teacher, I don't want this old man treating me anymore!"
Old man?
From the wail just now, Ye Qingzhou guessed where his grandfather was.
He walked out of the clinic and saw Ye Shuyuan taking the pulse of a child about his age.
The child had fiery red hair and a rather round belly.
Standing beside him was a middle-aged man with the face of a shady merchant. He looked quite anxious.
"Medical Saint, is there any way to cure my disciple's Evil Fire?"
Ye Shuyuan released the child's hand, shook his head, and sighed. "That'll be difficult."
Hearing those two words, "that'll be difficult," Flender and Ma Hongjun looked as if they'd been struck by lightning. Their faces, one large and one small, fell at once.
If anyone else had said this, they wouldn't have believed a word of it. It would have seemed obvious that the person just wanted to swindle them out of more money.
But who was the man before them?
He was the renowned Titled Douluo of the healing type, Medical Saint Douluo Ye Shuyuan!
Ye Shuyuan was not only a Titled Douluo of the healing type; he also knew an extraordinary amount about medicinal herbs.
If even he couldn't cure Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire, then who could?
Looking at the devastated pair of master and disciple, Ye Shuyuan could only offer them a sliver of hope amid their despair by explaining where the Evil Fire came from.
"Your Evil Fire can only be suppressed. It can't be cured completely."
"If the Evil Fire were merely an external force, I could eliminate it entirely. But this little fatty's Evil Fire coexists with his Martial Soul."
"Unless his Martial Soul evolves and transforms the Evil Fire into pure fire element, forcibly eliminating it would likely leave the little fatty crippled."
At the word "crippled," Ma Hongjun could no longer hold back. He hurriedly shook Flender's arm and wailed:
"What? Teacher, I don't want treatment anymore! I don't want to become crippled!"
Seeing how hopeless Ma Hongjun was, Flender grew furious. "You!"
He reached out as if to slap some sense into Ma Hongjun, but his hand stopped in midair.
He had traveled all the way from Suotuo City to seek treatment from a Titled Douluo.
What was he doing it for?
To cure Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire—or, even if it couldn't be cured completely, at least to suppress it. And Ma Hongjun?
He was afraid of dying.
Sigh.
Fine. He'd let it go. He'd let it go.
Maybe there was another way.
Ye Qingzhou watched from a distance.
His grandfather was treating a patient right now. Unless they were the patient's family, no one could disturb him without his permission.
Flender showed the Medical Saint Douluo the respect he was due.
"Medical Saint, since Hongjun's Evil Fire can't be cured, is there some way to suppress it?"
If the method Medical Saint Douluo offered still didn't work, then all he could do was send Ma Hongjun to the pleasure quarter.
That would suppress Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire and let him enjoy himself, too.
Ye Shuyuan quickly thought of a solution.
What kind of attribute could suppress Evil Fire?
That would have to be ice.
Ye Shuyuan stroked his beard, glanced at Ma Hongjun, and said, "As long as you can find an ice-attribute Soul Master, the ice element of their Martial Soul can suppress Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire."
This little fatty's character was nowhere near as good as his well-behaved grandson's.
That was Ye Shuyuan's first impression of Ma Hongjun.
"An ice-element Soul Master?" That was a bit of a problem for Flender.
Where was he supposed to find an ice-attribute Soul Master?
He asked again and again, "Um... Medical Saint, is there an easier way?"
"Hm?" Ye Shuyuan furrowed his brows. They hadn't even started, and Flender was already planning to give up. "There is, but it wouldn't suit your little disciple."
Flender's eyes lit up. As expected of Medical Saint Douluo—he could even offer multiple solutions for Hongjun's Evil Fire.
Ma Hongjun also perked up with hope. Actually, if he could, he wanted to choose the second option.
Suppress his Evil Fire by getting together with an ice-attribute Soul Master.
And if that ice-attribute Soul Master happened to be a curvy older sister, wouldn't his little body be in for the time of its life?
At the thought, Ma Hongjun, drawing on his few prior experiences, began to conjure up the scene in his mind.
On a cool bed, a beautiful woman with a perfect figure and all kinds of tricks would lie beside him, helping him suppress his Evil Fire.
Seeing the drool running from Ma Hongjun's mouth, Ye Qingzhou and Ye Shuyuan both looked disgusted.
Flender noticed Ye Shuyuan's expression and looked to his side.
He found Ma Hongjun grinning foolishly as he daydreamed, disgusting drool trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Smack.
He slapped his own face.
He couldn't bear to open his eyes. He hoped it was all a hallucination.
What a disgrace—he'd disgraced himself all the way to his grandmother's house.
How had he ended up taking on such a useless disciple as Ma Hongjun?
What would Medical Saint Douluo think of him?
Flender shouted angrily at Ma Hongjun. "Ma Hongjun!"
Just then, Ye Qingzhou came over to Ye Shuyuan's side. Ye Shuyuan smiled when he saw his grandson.
Flender's shout jolted Ma Hongjun out of his fantasy.
Realizing that he'd made a fool of himself in front of Medical Saint and a stranger, Ma Hongjun lowered his head.
Suddenly, he felt an intense heat deep inside him.
"Teacher, teacher, my body's so hot! So hot!"
He ran back and forth in the middle of the road, purple-red flames burning on his body.
"I really..."
Not only Ye Qingzhou and Ye Shuyuan, but even Ma Hongjun's teacher, Flender, hadn't expected Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire to run wild like this.
He made his move.
Facing a Ma Hongjun with a Soul Power Level of only eight, Ye Qingzhou stepped in.
With twelve levels of Soul Power over Ma Hongjun and the double protection of Magnolia and Prayer Angel, he seized Ma Hongjun by the neck and lifted him up, stopping him from running around.
"So fast!" Flender studied the child before him, who was the same age as Ma Hongjun, with curiosity.
When had this child appeared? Why hadn't he noticed him before?
His attention had been fixed on Ma Hongjun and Ye Shuyuan. Ye Qingzhou's arrival had taken him by surprise.
Ye Qingzhou turned Ma Hongjun toward Ye Shuyuan and said, "Grandfather, feed him an Ice Grass first."
Ice Grass was a common ice-attribute herb. There was plenty of it in the Extreme North, and it was much like Blue Silver Grass, except it contained ice element and was edible.
At Ye Qingzhou's words, Ye Shuyuan took a few Ice Grass from his Storage Soul Tool and tossed them toward Ma Hongjun.
With Ye Qingzhou's help, they fed the Ice Grass to Ma Hongjun.
The scorching heat in Ma Hongjun's body briefly subsided as the Ice Grass took effect.
Seeing that Ma Hongjun had recovered, Ye Qingzhou tossed him onto the ground in disgust.
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