Wait Until I Finish Treating Her Before You Cry

The woman on the bed seemed to sense something.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her tightly shut eyes slowly opened.

Her voice was somewhat weak from her prolonged frailty.

Yet there was still a hint of comfort in it:

"Nannan, you're back."

She reached out and affectionately stroked Jiang Nannan's little head.

"Nannan, don't cry."

"It's nothing. Everyone has their fate. This is where Mother's fate leads."

Though she said that, a trace of sorrow clearly flashed through Jiang Nannan's mother's eyes.

What worried her most was nothing else.

It was her daughter, Jiang Nannan.

Jiang Nannan had never had a father since she was young.

And now, she was about to lose her mother as well.

She was deeply worried whether young Jiang Nannan could withstand such a blow.

"Sister Nannan, may I take a look at Auntie?"

Bai Luo stepped forward.

"This is?"

Only then did Mother Jiang notice Bai Luo's presence.

After her gaze swept over him, a clear flicker of amazement passed through her eyes.

What an exquisitely beautiful child.

"Of course," Jiang Nannan said repeatedly.

Then she softly explained to her mother:

"Mom, this is Bai Luo. He's a physician. Maybe he can cure your illness."

Mother Jiang did not actually take Jiang Nannan's words too seriously.

She only felt that Jiang Nannan was desperately trying anything she could.

After all, Bai Luo looked far too young.

No matter how she looked at him, he did not seem like someone with outstanding medical skills.

Their family was not particularly well-off.

But over the years, they had seen quite a few different doctors.

Still, Mother Jiang did not say anything.

After all, this was Jiang Nannan's kindness, and she could not bear to refuse it.

So Mother Jiang said gently:

"Little Physician Bai, then I'll trouble you to take a look at me."

Bai Luo could tell that Mother Jiang did not believe he could treat her illness.

But he did not mind.

It was only natural.

If it were him, he would not believe that a child could cure an illness that so many doctors had been powerless against.

Facts were far more convincing than any pale and feeble words.

He stepped forward.

A faint green glow suddenly spread across his body.

Like a veil of jade-colored gauze, it draped over Bai Luo.

A phantom flickered in and out of view behind him.

Its beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, pure yet bewitching.

It was none other than Bai Luo's martial soul.

The projection of the Aeon of Abundance—the Kindhearted Medicine King.

There was no ordinary diagnostic process such as taking her pulse.

Bai Luo relied on his martial soul to heal patients in the first place.

Naturally, he had no need for the usual examination methods employed by ordinary physicians.

The moment Bai Luo's martial soul appeared, Jiang Nannan's beautiful eyes visibly brightened.

She knew that she had been desperately grasping at straws.

She had not dared to hold much hope.

But the moment Bai Luo revealed his martial soul, the hope in Jiang Nannan's heart suddenly grew much stronger.

A soul master.

A healing-type soul master!

If he was a healing-type soul master, perhaps he really could treat her mother's illness!

Healing-type soul masters were exceedingly rare among soul masters.

To ask one of them to provide treatment required paying a considerable price.

Jiang Nannan's family circumstances were what they were.

Most of the doctors they had sought out before had been ordinary physicians.

They had only once hired a two-ring healing-type soul master.

Although that two-ring healing-type soul master had been completely helpless against her mother's illness.

What if Bai Luo could do it?

As a soul master herself, Jiang Nannan understood one principle very well.

Martial souls in this world came in all kinds of strange forms, each with its own characteristics.

Even if Bai Luo's cultivation was not high, perhaps he might be stronger than that two-ring healing-type soul master in healing.

"Auntie, don't be nervous. Let me first take a look at your condition."

Bai Luo spoke softly.

Two resplendent purple soul rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

Two rings?!

When Jiang Nannan saw the two soul rings rise beneath Bai Luo's feet, her eyes visibly widened.

How old was he?

And he already had the cultivation of a two-ring soul master?!

Jiang Nannan suddenly felt somewhat ashamed of herself.

Her talent naturally went without saying.

Otherwise, she could not have become a coveted awakening prospect of the Xuanming Sect.

But at this moment, Jiang Nannan only felt deeply struck.

Yet more than the blow, she felt excitement.

After all, the stronger Bai Luo was, the greater the chance that he could cure her mother!

Though he was also a two-ring healing-type soul master like the one she had hired before.

Could a two-ring soul master this young possibly be compared to one nearing seventy?

Bai Luo did not care about Jiang Nannan's reaction.

He was not merely a two-ring soul master.

He was already close to three rings.

As the owner of a god-tier martial soul.

Although the Kindhearted Medicine King was only a projection of the Aeon of Abundance.

It had still brought him enormous benefits.

Among them was the innate level-twenty soul power unique to god-tier martial souls.

Coupled with the feedback he had received from healing people here and there while traveling across the continent during this time.

Though he had just turned seven, Bai Luo's cultivation had already reached level twenty-eight.

He was not far from level thirty.

Bai Luo raised his hand.

A luminous green energy descended upon Jiang Nannan's mother, who lay sick in bed.

"Mmm~"

Mother Jiang could not help letting out a comfortable moan.

As Bai Luo's life force settled upon her, she felt as though her entire body had been washed clean.

The illness entangling her body also seemed to be suppressed for a moment.

It was a comfort she had never felt in all her years bedridden by illness.

A moment later.

The energy covering Mother Jiang disappeared.

Bai Luo withdrew his hand as well.

"Physician Bai, how is she?"

Jiang Nannan hurriedly asked.

Her little face was tense and anxious.

"Auntie's condition is not optimistic."

"Her prolonged illness has gone unchecked for too long, and it has already begun to worsen."

"On top of that, long-term inadequate nutrition has further weakened Auntie's constitution, making it even more difficult for her to resist the illness within her body."

Bai Luo explained Mother Jiang's current condition in terms Jiang Nannan could understand as much as possible.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nannan's little face crumpled.

Her eyes gradually reddened, crystal-clear tears swirling within them.

It seemed as though she would burst into tears the next moment.

"Mother..."

Jiang Nannan's voice trembled, the pain in her heart beyond words.

Mother Jiang sighed softly.

No one understood her own body better than she did.

So her reaction was not as great as Jiang Nannan's.

But seeing her daughter before her, who seemed as though she might shatter at any moment, made her heart ache as well.

The sorrow she had struggled to suppress surged back like a tidal wave.

"Nannan..."

Just as mother and daughter were overcome with heartfelt emotion.

Bai Luo's timid voice sounded:

"Um..."

"If possible, could you let me treat Auntie first?"

"It won't be too late to cry after I'm done treating her."

"..."

Jiang Nannan and Mother Jiang looked at each other.