Great Immortal Doctor

"Oh? What kind of medical case is it that you're willing to use against me?" Xiao Yi asked, folding his arms.

"Don't ask so many questions. Didn't you say there are no problems that traditional Chinese medicine can't solve? Let's see if Doctor Xiao dares to take the challenge," Yu Ziman tilted her head, her eyes burning.

"There's nothing I dare not do. I'm just afraid you'll be hit twice in one day," Xiao Yi said with a smile.

"Humph, whether I'm stimulated or not is none of your business. If you dare to take the challenge, come with me!" Yu Ziman gave a contemptuous look, then walked out of the clinic with elegant steps.

Xiao Yi smiled, finished dealing with the few patients at hand, and then walked out of the room unhurriedly.

Yu Ziman was already sitting in a burgundy BMW 7 Series. Seeing Xiao Yi, she quickly opened the car door. "I thought you didn't dare to come."

"How could I not come when a beauty invites me?" Xiao Yi got into the car and said with a faint smile.

"Humph, keep smiling. Let's see if you can still smile later," Yu Ziman curled her lips, stepped on the accelerator, and the BMW shot forward.

The car sped eastward until it reached a villa area on the eastern coast.

From a distance, the golden characters "Kaiyuan Villa" came into Xiao Yi's view.

In the few memories of his previous life, his longing for this place had reached an extreme level. As a gathering place for new tycoons and billionaires in Haicheng City, Kaiyuan Villa had become a symbol of wealth and status.

Each villa here was worth tens of millions. Without money and power, it was impossible to buy a house here.

Xiao Yi was quite attracted by this residential area with excellent scenery.

"Money, wealth, companions, and a suitable place to live", cultivators' pursuit of money and residence was even more intense than that of ordinary people.

The car passed through the heavily guarded villa gate and finally stopped in front of a three - story garden - style villa.

The cylindrical arched villa door and the tall European - style dome all demonstrated the owner's dignity and luxury.

"Follow me" (Reference to "The Record of a Rogue's Encounter with Love Download") Yu Ziman raised her proud neck and walked into the villa first. The two of them went up to the third floor.

In front of a room at the innermost side, Yu Ziman stopped, knocked on the door, and her expression suddenly became a bit sad.

"Come in," a resentful female voice sounded softly from inside.

Yu Ziman pushed open the door. Although the room was dark, an air of elegance filled the room. There was an outrageously large European - style carved wooden bed, a pure white wool carpet covering the floor, and light purple floating window curtains. Every detail was extremely luxurious.

A woman with a curvy figure stood with her back to the door in front of the large French window. She stretched out her hand, leaned forward slowly, and said without looking back, "Ziman, do you think if I jump down like this, all my pain will be relieved?"

As she spoke, the woman turned around.

It was a face that could topple cities and kingdoms. Her skin was as white as snow, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings. She was neither too tall nor too short, neither too fat nor too thin. The only pity was that her face showed a look of desolation and a desire to escape from the world. However, even so, her charm was hard to hide. Wearing a light purple silk nightgown at the moment, the fabric outlined the woman's perfect curves, and her whole body exuded a unique sexy charm of a mature woman, just like a ripe peach, making people's hearts flutter.

Glancing at Xiao Yi, the woman curled her lips and showed a sarcastic smile. "Ziman, why bother? You can cure the illness, but not the fate. This is my fate."

Yu Ziman frowned, walked to the woman's side, held her small hand, and said seriously, "Shu Wan, you have to be more positive. You can't always be like this, okay?"

The woman named Shu Wan waved her hand indifferently and pointed at Xiao Yi. "Tell me, where did you find this person?"

Yu Ziman glanced at Xiao Yi, pouted slightly, and said, "Shu Wan, this one wasn't invited by me. Instead, he boasted that there was no illness he couldn't cure, so I brought him here."

"Oh? So I've become the bet between you two?" Shu Wan said with a cold smile.

"No, Shu Wan. Maybe, just maybe he really has some skills. Let him give it a try," Yu Ziman quickly explained.

"Heh, whatever. It's rare that you have good intentions. The health doctor said that a psychiatrist I made an appointment with yesterday is almost here. Let's just wait. It's troublesome to keep seeing different doctors," Shu Wan said with some annoyance.

Yu Ziman leaned close to Xiao Yi's ear and whispered, "Shu Wan has severe depression. It's been more than two years. She's seen countless doctors, but there's been no improvement. If you can cure her for me today, I'll completely admit defeat."

Just then, the door was knocked. The health doctor in a white coat led a man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and looking extremely gentle and handsome, into the room.

As soon as the man entered the room, his eyes swept over everyone present without restraint. When his eyes passed over Shu Wan, a look of amazement appeared on his face, but he ignored the others. His arrogant aura made everyone uncomfortable.

"Miss Shu, Doctor Liu Baihui from the Municipal Psychiatric Hospital is here," the health doctor in a white coat introduced to Shu Wan respectfully. "Miss Shu, I told you yesterday. Doctor Liu is one of the top psychologists in Haicheng, even in the whole country. He just won the highest outstanding contribution award from the American Psychological Association last year. It's also your good fortune. Doctor Liu has just returned to China, and I've invited him here for you."

"Okay, have a seat," Shu Wan said indifferently, waving her hand.

"You've invited another doctor?" Liu Baihui glanced at Xiao Yi, looking displeased.

"This is Xiao Yi, a famous Chinese medicine doctor from Jishitang. Doctor Liu, you might have a showdown today," Yu Ziman said, pointing at Xiao Yi with a mischievous smile, hoping for some excitement.

Liu Baihui snorted, and the contempt on his gentle face was undisguised. "Humph, ridiculous. In the field of psychology, there's no place for traditional Chinese medicine."