Great Immortal Doctor

"Cut the crap. The key is to be able to cure the illness," Xiao Yi said, looking at Shu Wan with a calm expression.

From the moment he entered the room until now, Xiao Yi's eyes had been on Shu Wan. This woman gave Xiao Yi a very strange feeling, an indescribable one that he hadn't experienced in hundreds of years.

Liu Baihui was a bit surprised that this young man could remain calm in the face of his powerful aura. He pushed his glasses, looked Xiao Yi up and down, and said with contempt, "Based on my professional analysis, you're blindly confident, exaggerating your self - worth infinitely. You're a typical case of narcissistic personality disorder. If you have time to go to the Municipal Psychiatric Hospital, I can help you with shock therapy. Maybe you can still be saved."

"Hehe," Xiao Yi burst out laughing upon hearing this. He also looked Liu Baihui up and down and said, "Based on my professional analysis, your complexion is pale, your fingernails are bluish, and you have a slightly balding head. This is due to excessive [masturbation, implied but not specified in the original text] when you were a child, resulting in kidney yin deficiency. If you have time to go to Jishitang on Taoshan Street, I can use the Four - Image Acupuncture Method to adjust your condition. Maybe you won't suffer from premature ejaculation and spermatorrhea like you do now."

"Haha," Yu Ziman couldn't help laughing out loud beside them. Even Shu Wan couldn't help smiling and shaking her head.

"You, you don't be so arrogant!" Liu Baihui subconsciously touched his head, his face red with anger. "In the face of severe depression, if I can't do anything, no one else can. Don't mention you, a quack."

"Really?" Shu Wan leaned on the chaise longue, looking Liu Baihui up and down. "I wonder what good strategies Doctor Liu has for severe depression?"

When asked this professional question, Liu Baihui immediately regained his confidence. He pushed the gold - rimmed glasses on his nose and asked, "I wonder what clinical manifestations Miss Shu has?"

"Manifestations?" Shu Wan smiled bitterly, leaned her head back, and said wearily, "There are many. I feel depressed, have no appetite, am irritable, have no interest in anything, and this..."

As she spoke, Shu Wan stretched out her left arm and rolled up her sleeve.

Under the sleeve, it was a shocking sight that was hard to forget. Dozens of criss - cross scars, of different depths, covered her fair and tender arm, which was as white as an lotus root. It was really a pity, a waste of such beauty.

"When I feel extremely ,only self - harm can make me feel that I'm still alive," Shu Wan sighed deeply. (Reference to "The Great Luo Golden Immortal in the Mortal World - Full - text Reading")

Even someone like Xiao Yi, who was used to seeing life and death, was touched when he saw the scars on Shu Wan's arm. What kind of inner pain must she have endured to harm herself like this?

Turning his head to look at Liu Baihui beside him, Xiao Yi was surprised to find that there was no look of shock or pity on Liu Baihui's face. Instead, a faint, suppressed excitement flashed by, making Xiao Yi wonder if he was hallucinating.

"Um, I think I can cure it," Liu Baihui coughed and said confidently.

"Oh? How do you plan to treat it?" Shu Wan put down her sleeve and asked lazily.

"I will adopt a talk - therapy approach based on the cause of Miss Shu's illness. The heart disease needs to be treated with the right medicine. As long as Miss Shu can be completely honest with me and tell me the knots in her heart, I'm fairly confident that I can cure your illness, or at least relieve the symptoms," Liu Baihui said eloquently.

Upon hearing this, Shu Wan smiled and tilted her head. "But what if I don't want to tell you the reason?"

"Not tell me the reason?" Liu Baihui couldn't believe his ears. He pushed his glasses and said, "How can the illness be cured then? No doctor in the world can cure depression without knowing the cause. I shouldn't have come here if I had known you were so casual."

"Then, health doctor, please show him out," Shu Wan lay back on the chaise longue, slowly closed her eyes, and said no more.

"This, Miss Shu, it's not easy for Doctor Liu to come. You..." The health doctor was in a difficult position and said nervously.

"Sorry, I can't tell anyone the cause of my illness," Shu Wan looked at Xiao Yi. "Doctor Xiao, do you also have to know the reason?"

Xiao Yi waved his hand. "No need. Just let me take your pulse. Your body will tell me naturally."

"Oh? You're the first doctor who dares to say that," Shu Wan suddenly smiled.

As she spoke, she stretched out her arm and placed it in front of Xiao Yi. A fragrance like musk and orchid immediately entered Xiao Yi's nostrils. This fragrance was definitely not synthetic but rather a natural body fragrance.

Xiao Yi's heart skipped a beat, but he still stretched out three fingers and placed them on Shu Wan's delicate wrist, slowly closing his eyes to concentrate on taking the pulse.

"Tsk, have you ever heard of traditional Chinese medicine treating depression? Traditional Chinese medicine doesn't even know what depression is, right?" Liu Baihui was extremely contemptuous of Xiao Yi's every move.

Yu Ziman, who was beside them, had a very complicated feeling at the moment. She hoped that Xiao Yi would make a fool of himself, yet also hoped that he could cure her friend's illness.

After a moment, Xiao Yi opened his eyes and only said two words: "Can cure."

"How?" Shu Wan asked indifferently.

"Massage will do," Xiao Yi said.

"Damn it. You actually dare to say that massage can treat depression. You don't even know the cause, yet you boast that you can cure depression. Do you know why many people abroad call traditional Chinese medicine witchcraft? It's because of scoundrels like you who have ruined the reputation of our ancestors," Liu Baihui angrily walked up to Xiao Yi and started scolding him non - stop.

Xiao Yi gave him a cold look, then suddenly stretched out his finger like lightning and precisely tapped on the Yamen acupoint at the back of Liu Baihui's head.

Liu Baihui was shocked. Just as he was about to open his mouth to curse, he found that he couldn't make any sound.

"Umm, umm," Liu Baihui opened and closed his mouth, his gentle and handsome face turning red with anger, filled with fear.

"Stay quiet and don't make noise beside me. I'll release the acupoint for you when I have time," Xiao Yi said indifferently without even looking at him.

This move left everyone in the room stunned.