Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 44, it’s alright, I can cure it.

Chapter 44: Chapter 44, it’s alright, I can cure it.

Xu Wendong said, "This little guy’s injury is severe, one of the vertebrae in his waist is protruding and compressing the nerve."

As soon as he said this, Zhang Qianqian’s face turned pale. As a martial artist, she knew a little about medical knowledge and understood what a nerve being compressed by a bone meant.

Especially when it involved the cervical spine compressing the nerve, which could very likely result in lifelong disability!

"It’s my fault, all my fault, I shouldn’t have forced Huzi to bend backward." Zhang Qianqian shed tears of self-blame, wondering how she would explain this to Huzi’s family when they arrived.

Xu Wendong’s voice rang out, "It’s okay, I can treat it."

The crying stopped abruptly.

Zhang Qianqian looked at Xu Wendong in disbelief, thinking she might have misheard: "What did you say? You can treat this kind of injury?"

Xu Wendong was unnerved by her gaze and touched his nose, "There’s no need to lie about something like this!"

"You’re just bragging, once the nerves in the waist are compressed, in the mild case it could cause paralysis, in the worst case even turn one into a vegetative state. How could a young man like you cure such a stubborn ailment?" A young man in his twenties sneered. He was also a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall and didn’t believe Xu Wendong at all.

The other two young men shared the same attitude, thinking Xu Wendong was trying to show off in front of the young lady to get her attention.

Xu Wendong didn’t explain anything. He reached out and suddenly pressed his palm onto Huzi’s protruding waist, accompanied by a cracking sound.

Huzi, who had been unconscious, let out a heart-wrenching scream and regained consciousness.

This scene stunned everyone, each person involuntarily having their mouth agape.

No one expected Xu Wendong to press down on Huzi’s waist so crudely.

Zhang Qianqian was furious, her eyes bloodshot, "Xu Wendong, what the hell are you doing? Do you know that doing this could cause irreversible secondary damage? I’m such a fool, why did I even call you!" She stomped her feet in frustration, tears welling in her eyes.

One young man said angrily, "Xu Wendong, if something really happens to Huzi, you will have to bear the consequences."

Another chimed in, "Yes, yes, Huzi just strained his waist, but it’s gotten worse because of you, which you can’t shirk responsibility for."

Just as everyone was pointing fingers at Xu Wendong and blaming him, Huzi, who had been wailing, suddenly stopped crying and, to everyone’s disbelief, stood up. His young face was filled with joy, "Oh, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt at all!"

The scene fell silent, each person staring wide-eyed as if they’d seen a ghost, filled with deep astonishment.

Earlier, Huzi had been crying painfully, saying he had lost sensation below his waist and even fainted from the pain.

Who would have thought that after Xu Wendong pressed his palm, Huzi would revive completely?

At this point,

A young man spoke up, "If I guessed correctly, Huzi might have just had a simple sprain. Xu Wendong exaggerated the seriousness of his injury, saying it compressed a nerve, so that healing him would show off how great his medical skills are."

The two others felt he made sense and nodded vigorously.

Xu Wendong didn’t understand why the others harbored such enmity toward him, nor did he offer any explanation. He said to Zhang Qianqian, "Since Huzi is fine now, I’ll be going."

Actually, it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t go to the hospital for a day; after all, his teacher was Ding Yao. But as a doctor, he still tried to follow hospital work hours as much as possible.

"Since you’re here, stay a bit longer!" Zhang Qianqian’s face showed no expression, "Come with me to the backyard. I want to see how far you’ve cultivated the Baji Fist."

Xu Wendong, full of apprehension, followed her to the backyard. Although a fine drizzle was falling from the sky, it didn’t affect anything.

"Come, perform once according to the fist techniques I demonstrated yesterday." Zhang Qianqian stood with her hands behind her back, her long hair casually tied into a ponytail. Her unadorned face exuded an inexplicable authority.

She wore a black, loose-fitting practice outfit. Though petite, she gave off a valiant and heroic aura.

Xu Wendong was very tense. Although he had used the Baji Fist to repel sixty-eight experts from the Black Dragon Hall the day before, he didn’t know how to start performing it now.

He only knew how to fight, not how to showcase.

And his current state was like when he was in school, knowing the math setup questions, but when the teacher called him to answer, feeling a bit nervous and at a loss.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Qianqian shook her head secretly, "Didn’t I tell you before, practicing martial arts has an age limit, but you didn’t believe me. Never mind, just go back and keep reading the explanations in the book. Get a solid foundation first, and then I’ll demonstrate it several more times. I’m not saying you’ll achieve something in the future, but at least it’ll strengthen your body."

"Okay," Xu Wendong readily agreed.

Zhang Qianqian hesitated for a moment and cautiously asked, "Can you really cure my dysmenorrhea?"

"Yeah!" Xu Wendong said with full confidence, "Your condition isn’t much of a problem at all. While I can’t say a simple touch will cure it, at most three times and it will be completely healed."

"Come with me!" Zhang Qianqian turned around, leading Xu Wendong into her boudoir. The antique-style room exuded a simple and elegant charm, yet the pink bedding on the bed revealed Zhang Qianqian’s girlish heart.

However, seeing the pink underwear drying on the clothes rack, her face flushed, and she hurriedly collected it with slight panic. Then she said, "I feel a bit unwell today, help me with the treatment!"

Xu Wendong said, "Alright, lie on the bed and expose your Qugu Acupoint."

Swish!

Zhang Qianqian’s face changed instantly, "What did you say? Expose the Qugu Acupoint?"

Xu Wendong’s eyes were clear, "Yes, your condition requires massaging the Qugu Acupoint. How can I massage it if you don’t expose the acupoint?"

"Can’t you do it over the clothes?" Zhang Qianqian was embarrassed. Though those in the martial world were informal, it hadn’t reached the point of exposing the Qugu Acupoint in front of the opposite sex.

That acupoint was exceptionally private, located on top of a woman’s private area, close to that sensitive spot.

It’s a place only her future husband could see!

"Massaging through clothes can’t directly reach the pathology, the Qugu Acupoint must be exposed." Seeing her full of difficulty, Xu Wendong chuckled bitterly, "It’s said that one shouldn’t conceal an illness from a doctor, so what’s the big deal?"

"Why not forget it then?" Zhang Qianqian ultimately couldn’t overcome her inner hurdle. Although it was for treatment, she had no courage to let a man touch such a private area.

"Fine," Xu Wendong didn’t say much and then added, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be off." Saying this, he turned and left.

And just then,

Zhang Qianqian suddenly felt a knife-like pain in her lower abdomen. She crouched on the ground, clutching her abdomen, and weakly called out, "Come back, quickly come back and help treat me!"