The Only Solution

Feng Yin was deeply moved by Chu Yang's words. Turning around, she lightly kissed his cheek. "My husband always says such sensible things."

Time flew by, and before they knew it, Chu Yang and Feng Yin had lived in Linhai City for a full half year.

Over the past six months, they had completely integrated into mortal life. From their initial novelty and excitement to later familiarity and ease, they truly lived like an ordinary married couple, leading simple yet fulfilling lives in this bustling city.

Chu Yang now had a new identity—the shopkeeper of Chu's Pharmacy. They had bought a small courtyard in the city, with the pharmacy at the front and their living quarters behind it. Although Chu Yang was not a professional physician, his deep understanding of the body and medicinal principles as a cultivator soon earned him a solid reputation locally.

"Doctor Chu, my old cold-leg ailment is acting up again. Could you take a look?" An elderly man with graying hair limped into the pharmacy.

Chu Yang had grown used to that form of address. He smiled gently. "Uncle Wang, sit down first. Let me take your pulse."

Chu Yang placed his fingers on the old man's wrist. Using a cultivator's perception, he instantly understood the man's condition. Naturally, he did not display any supernatural abilities and instead diagnosed him as an ordinary mortal doctor would.

"The root of your illness is still dampness. The weather has turned colder recently, and the dampness has invaded your joints, worsening the pain," Chu Yang explained as he examined him. "I'll prescribe you some Warm Yang Dispelling Cold medicine. Take it consistently for half a month, and you'll improve."

"Doctor Chu, you truly are a miracle doctor. You knew exactly what was wrong with me just by taking