Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 473: Treatment Plan

Chapter 473: Chapter 473: Treatment Plan

The woman was meticulously cared for from head to toe, her hands as beautiful as artifacts.

However, Yan Sinian’s sharp eyes soon discovered something unusual at the tips of her fingers.

There were faint traces crisscrossing.

It seemed she had been injured recently but had healed in a short amount of time.

Yan Sinian put on gloves and bent down to grasp the woman’s wrist.

Cui Xiaoman made a choking sound from her throat, clearly distressed by the contact of the gloves.

Her husband couldn’t help but want to step in.

But he shut his mouth after seeing Yan Sinian’s cold gaze.

Upon closer look, the scars on her fingertips became even more distinct.

All ten fingers bore marks.

They appeared to have been sliced by a very thin blade, leaving behind a barely visible white line after healing, almost undetectable by ordinary people.

Fortunately, Yan Sinian was no ordinary man.

"Dr. Xiaoyan?"

Seeing Yan Qiying’s focused demeanor, the on-call doctor tentatively asked, sensing that he had discovered something.

"Bring the ice pack," Yan Sinian contemplated.

The on-call doctor looked embarrassed.

Hadn’t he just said it?

The patient’s skin seemed to experience worse pain when in contact with the ice pack.

The patient’s husband seemed to have reached his limit.

"Where are the good doctors in your hospital? No matter the cost, as long as you can cure my wife, stop bluffing us with these unreliable types. If it doesn’t work, we’re still in time to transfer hospitals now."

The nearby nurse showed a disgruntled expression, "Dr. Xiaoyan’s medical skills are very proficient. If he is at a loss, your results in another hospital would be the same, unless you go to a major hospital in Beijing."

The man snorted heavily, his face full of distrust toward Yan Sinian.

He seemed to be merely a young kid; after he came in, everyone else hardly dared to breathe, yet he hadn’t produced any effective methods, still unable to diagnose the cause of the illness.

"Ice pack, here it is," the on-call doctor carefully handed over the ice pack, holding it with both hands.

Yan Sinian expressionlessly pressed the ice pack against the woman’s arm.

"Xiaoman!" The man’s eyes widened with nerves, anticipating his wife crying out in pain.

The ice pack, giving off a faint cold air, touched the patient’s skin.

Cui Xiaoman just shuddered slightly, as if chilled by a shock.

She made no extra sound.

Even her tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, appearing much more comfortable than before.

Her husband finally relaxed, gently touching her hand, no longer daring to say another word.

Emergency doctor: "..."

What on earth, it’s the same ice pack, but why are the effects so different?

Could this disease also depend on the appearance?

Yan Sinian’s heart sank slightly.

In the invisible white mist that ordinary people couldn’t see, he had mixed in his own Spiritual Energy.

Yan Sinian’s Spiritual Energy, derived from a respectable Taoist Sect, didn’t have the properties of prolonging life or curing all illnesses.

But as a Sword Cultivator, he could counteract evil spirits.

From this, it was evident that this woman was not merely ill, but probably had been afflicted by some messed-up Curse Technique, or something similar.

This made Yan Sinian want to scoff at the situation.

In an era where Spiritual Energy was scarce, why were there so many unruly cultivators like evil cultivators and Ghost Cultivators?

For the sake of discretion, Yan Sinian instructed the doctor.

"Arrange for her to be hospitalized, I’ll prescribe an infusion for her later."

With clear instructions, the emergency doctor breathed a sigh of relief and proceeded according to Yan Sinian’s request.

Yan Sinian stared at the overly pale woman on the bed and the husband beside her crying in great sorrow.

"Dr. Xiaoyan?" The nurse thought Yan Sinian had further instructions.

Yan Sinian, however, walked away, "Call me if there’s anything wrong."

"Okay."

Exiting the room, Yan Sinian took off his gloves, ready to throw them into the medical waste bin in the hallway.

Yet his ears twitched slightly, catching the whispering voices in the neighboring room.

"I almost didn’t recognize her just now, didn’t expect her to become so beautiful."

"I remember she and her husband had a very bad relationship, but looking at them now, the husband clearly treats her like a treasure..."

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