CHAPTER 951: CHAPTER 937 EPILEPSY

Just a moment ago, I thought she was a goddess, but now it feels like she’s a goddess who’s lost her mind.

A woman in this situation, forget about elegance, her image is worse than a beggar’s.

Several people came to look for him during this time, but Su Xuan didn’t open the door. It’s a matter of dignity—nobody wants their ugliest side shown to others, that’s human nature; if you can look as beautiful as a flower, who would willingly showcase their most troubled aspect?

As time ticked by, finally after half an hour, the director of teaching slowly started to regain consciousness. When he woke up, seeing that Su Xuan had shut the door, he felt quite grateful, as he knew that at least Su Xuan hadn’t embarrassed him. If it were someone else, they’d probably have sent him to the infirmary right away, which would’ve been humiliating. It’s not about refusing medical treatment; it’s just that epilepsy really doesn’t count as a disease, or rather it’s a somewhat awkward condition. To date, medical students haven’t been able to completely cure epilepsy in patients.

In her case, she’s already spent a lot of money on epilepsy but has yet to see any real results, leaving him quite helpless.

"Thank you!"

The director of teaching looked at Su Xuan, feeling thankful in his heart.

Su Xuan gave a faint smile and said.

"It’s best not to take that suppressive medication anymore; your condition is already very serious. If you keep taking it, a few more episodes might directly cost you your life!"

Su Xuan gently reminded her, seeing such a beautiful woman. Who would’ve thought that someone so beautiful is actually facing so many troubling issues?

"You, you know medicine?" The director of teaching looked at Su Xuan with some surprise. He naturally knew Su Xuan wasn’t a real student; in fact, Su Xuan was only a few years younger than him, yet Su Xuan knew he was taking suppressive medication.

"I know a bit. Your condition probably stems from the mother’s body, a congenital hereditary issue. Given current medical conditions, it’s actually impossible to treat. I imagine you’ve put a lot of effort into it but with little effect!"

Su Xuan spoke softly. This guy certainly didn’t just know a bit; he knew medicine very well. For someone whose skills reached the Ancestor Returning stage, he was essentially a healer, as Su Xuan understood the distribution of the body’s meridians and acupuncture points better than those so-called Traditional Chinese Medicine doctors.

His unscrupulous master, the Military God, once threw him into the primitive forest for training; if Su Xuan didn’t know some medical skills, it’d be strange for him to survive in such a place.

By coincidence, he obtained an ancient medical book called "Peerless Healer". In reality, this lazy guy just skimmed through it a few times, but his medical skills were unrivaled in the world, far superior to so-called masters and Traditional Chinese Medicine doctors. Su Xuan once cured a man paralyzed for over a decade with acupuncture.

However, Su Xuan is generally lazy; that book is always tossed into his backpack, and it’s rare to see him glance at it.

"Geez, I know that, but I’m really unwilling. Since the day I can remember, I’ve known that I often foam at the mouth for no reason. This has troubled me for over ten years; my entire childhood was spent under the ridicule of others!"

The director of teaching spoke helplessly. Indeed, Su Xuan wasn’t entirely wrong; apart from Su Xuan, nobody in the entire school knew he had epilepsy.

"I understand, but you really shouldn’t take that suppressive medication anymore. You’re still young; if anything happens, it’s really not worth it. Actually, this stubborn epilepsy isn’t entirely untreatable; I might have a way and be willing to help you."

Su Xuan spoke softly. He meant it— that ancient book recorded very profound medicine. Su Xuan, inherently lazy, felt that if he studied it carefully, he might find a solution. Of course, Su Xuan was willing to help this director of teaching because, after all, she was a beauty. This guy is generally willing to lend a hand to beauties.

If it were a big guy, Su Xuan definitely wouldn’t consider helping him. That medical skill is in ancient script, and many of those words aren’t even Chinese characters; Su Xuan, despite his extensive knowledge, still couldn’t recognize them all.

This is mainly why Su Xuan is lazy to read it. Using the Military God’s words, you are an idle bum; if you can lie down, you’d never sit, and if you can sit, you’d never stand.

Su Xuan just jokingly replied, life’s greatest comfort lies in lying down. The Military God was so infuriated by this guy that he almost bled from anger; it’s simply unbeatable, my buddy.

But now Su Xuan feels that since he’s seen the director of teaching’s condition, it must be what people call fate. Since it’s fate, he ought to help; after all, it’d really be a pity for such a beautiful woman to die. Such a beauty is basically a living landscape.

"You, you really can help me?"

The director of teaching was a bit agitated, looking at Su Xuan with an expression of surprise. Honestly, he felt quite excited; he didn’t expect Su Xuan to actually be able to help him. If he could truly cure this strange illness, it would be really great.

You should know, this director of teaching, due to this illness, is already in her thirties and still unmarried, not even having dated anyone.

Honestly, it’s quite simple. He knew that beneath his beautiful appearance, he was genuinely imperfect. If living together, his condition would inevitably be discovered.

He actually has many suitors and even quite a few talented individuals, but he never dared to accept them because he knew he wasn’t perfect. Therefore, even in his thirties, he remains unmarried.

The psychological shadow actually has a lot to do with his experiences; he used to have a relationship, with a man who treated him very well, like a goddess.

However, after witnessing a seizure once, the man chose to break up the next day. She didn’t even ask why, knowing the reason already. It’s tragic; many times he felt painful, but there’s nothing he could do, being born with this condition which can’t be changed.