[Thanks: ? To the girl who said she wouldn't run away, and to the two friends who tipped! Lao San thanks you!]

Ding Fan had spent half a day in the office and was starting to feel restless. Instead of wasting time sitting around when he could, he thought it would be better to take some time for body cultivation and practice.

After explaining things to Ning Luoxi, he left straight away.

Once he left the company, Ding Fan took a ride directly back to the Ning Family Pharmacy.

Ding Fan hadn't found a place to stay yet, and he was also helping Ning Luoxi with her cultivation, so for the short term, he wasn't planning on leaving. Moreover, even if Ding Fan wanted to leave, Ning Zhanshan would definitely not allow it. The Ning Family happened to have a spare house, which had been rented out before.

Even if Ding Fan lived there now, it wouldn't cause any trouble for the time being.

When Ding Fan returned to the medicine shop, Ning Zhanshan was examining a patient's pulse.

Since Ding Fan had removed the morbid state from Ning Zhanshan's body, he was much healthier than before and had started treating patients during the day since he couldn't just sit around.

There were other patients in the pharmacy at the moment, and since Ding Fan was free, and had recently gained some insights from "Mystery Medicine Mastery", he decided to help Ning Zhanshan with the patients, using the opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of "Mystery Medicine Mastery".

"Young man, are you sure you can do it? I think I'll wait for your master, Ning Zhanshan, to finish with that person and have him look at me," said an elder when he saw Ding Fan coming to treat him, instinctively refusing.

The elderly man was in his sixties, with a sallow complexion and somewhat listless eyes.

He didn't have much faith in Ding Fan — traditional Chinese medicine values lineage and heritage, and in the elder's eyes, Ding Fan seemed at most an apprentice under Ning Zhanshan. For something like a medical consultation, the elder naturally trusted the master more than the disciple.

"Lao Wang, you shouldn't underestimate Ding Fan; he has a very impressive technique. He's the one who cured my illness," Ning Zhanshan chimed in from the side.

"Ning Zhanshan, I've noticed your medical skills haven't improved much, but you're getting better and better at bragging. Praising the youngster so highly, are you planning to hand over the pharmacy to him?" Lao Wang half-jokingly said.

"Lao Wang, you really are biting the hand that feeds you. Ding Fan's methods are definitely better than mine; having him treat you is like a blessing you couldn't even pray for."

"Is he really that miraculous?" Lao Wang saw Ning Zhanshan was serious and began to feel somewhat tempted as he sized up Ding Fan.

"Let me give it a try," Ding Fan said from the side.

Normally, if Lao Wang questioned Ding Fan like this, Ding Fan certainly wouldn't treat him. However, Ding Fan had recently learned a new massage technique from "Mystery Medicine Mastery" and was looking for someone to try it on.

Lao Wang pondered for a moment, and in the end, he nodded his head. Before treating an illness, it was necessary to check the pulse. If the diagnosis was inaccurate, he simply wouldn't need to proceed with Ding Fan.

Lao Wang rolled up his sleeves. Following the usual procedure he'd experienced over the years at Ning Zhanshan's treatments, it was time for a pulse check.

Ding Fan, however, waved his hand dismissively. "No need to check the pulse. You have a blockage in your heart, resulting in an irregular heartbeat, which leads to high blood pressure and difficulty falling asleep at night. If we can solve the irregular heartbeat, the rest of your conditions can be resolved as well," he said.

Lao Wang, hearing Ding Fan's words, widened his eyes in astonishment. Ding Fan hadn't even checked his pulse but had diagnosed his condition and cause of illness with just a glance, and what was even more shocking was that what he said was completely correct.

"Young genius doctor, I've been suffering terribly from sleepless nights; you must help me," Lao Wang implored, setting aside his previous condescension, now believing that Ding Fan might indeed be capable.

"This illness is not particularly difficult to cure. Please remove your shoes and socks," Ding Fan said calmly.

Although Lao Wang didn't understand what Ding Fan was going to do, he complied without argument and obediently removed his shoes and socks.

Ding Fan then brought his index and middle fingers together and began to knead the bottom of Lao Wang's feet continuously.

Ding Fan's technique was rather unique; to the onlookers, it looked no different from a simple foot massage. Ning Zhanshan and the other patients gathered around to watch Ding Fan work.

In fact, Ding Fan wasn't just messing around. The human foot has many acupoints, and if one could knead them with True Qi, it was possible to relieve and even directly cure the patient's condition.

Of course, this unique way of treatment was something that Ding Fan had learned from "Mystery Medicine Mastery". A major reason he wanted to treat Lao Wang was to further understand the ultimate techniques from "Mystery Medicine Mastery".

After no more than a minute of kneading, Lao Wang, who had been perplexed and staring wide-eyed, began to yawn heavily. A few moments later, his head drooped, and soon he was snoring loudly.

The crowd was astonished by the scene; it was simply too miraculous. With just massage techniques, Ding Fan had put a man to sleep in under a minute. This was quite magical.

Ignoring the surprised looks from everyone, Ding Fan took out some paper money after Lao Wang had fallen asleep and quickly jotted down a prescription, passing it to Ning Zhanshan beside him.

"Use this prescription to prepare his medicine. After taking three doses, his heart condition should be cured," Ding Fan stated detachedly.

Cure a heart condition?

If today had been Ning Zhanshan's first day meeting Ding Fan, he would have thought Ding Fan was boasting. Lao Wang had been a regular at their traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy for decades, suffering from a chronic disease that had gone uncured despite many doctors' attempts. But with just three prescriptions, Ding Fan claimed to be able to cure a heart condition.

However, after his own terminal liver cancer had been cured by Ding Fan, Ning Zhanshan didn't question it anymore. Compared to his late-stage liver cancer, curing a heart disease was indeed a trivial task.

"He will wake up in a quarter of an hour, so let's not disturb him until then," Ding Fan added meticulously before washing up and heading straight to the backyard.

After Ding Fan left, everyone indeed did as he said and did not disturb Lao Wang.

Fifteen minutes later, just as Ding Fan had said, Lao Wang woke up.

Although the nap was only fifteen minutes, Lao Wang felt it was incredibly sweet. He even felt that the things he saw were clearer than usual, and his previously somewhat chaotic mind was now extremely clear.

"Doctor, where's that little doctor?" Lao Wang could clearly feel the effect; he hadn't felt this relaxed in a very long time.

At this point, Ning Zhanshan became somewhat curious and walked over. "Lao Wang, let me check your pulse first."

Lao Wang obediently extended his right wrist, and after Ning Zhanshan felt his pulse for a while, his expression grew solemn, and his eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

"How is my illness?" Seeing Ning Zhanshan's expression, Lao Wang became somewhat apprehensive and asked.

"How is this possible... It doesn't make sense," Ning Zhanshan muttered to himself in a very puzzled manner.

"What's going on exactly? You're making me anxious," urged Lao Wang.

"Your irregular heartbeat has completely disappeared..." said Ning Zhanshan.

"Ah?! Are you saying my heart disease is cured?" Lao Wang's eyes widened in shock.

Ning Zhanshan nodded. Then he looked at the prescription Ding Fan had given him before leaving. "This medicine, after three doses, will completely cure your heart disease..."

A minute of foot rubbing had directly dealt with most of the heart disease. If one had not seen it with their own eyes, who could believe it?

Now, Ning Zhanshan no longer doubted that three doses of medicine could cure heart disease. What was impossible about Ding Fan?

Ning Zhanshan truly realized what it means to be a Doctor!

...

The technique used to treat Lao Wang came from the content of "Mystical True Medicine", improving internal ailments by stimulating acupoints.

This method was much simpler than Ding Fan repairing the heart directly with True Qi, and it also didn't use as much True Qi. Ding Fan felt this method was fantastic, especially useful for his current cultivation.

While using True Qi to strike the meridians inside his body, he could also externally stimulate acupoints to speed up cultivation. At the early stages of practice, this was indeed an efficient cultivation method.

Having returned to the backyard, Ding Fan didn't idle around. Since he could only live here for a while, he decided to plant seeds of the Fragrant Mind-Consolidating Grass here first.

When he moved away from Dongcheng, Ding Fan had collected thirty-six seeds. Each seed was a treasure, and although Ding Fan currently had enough Spiritual Energy for cultivation, these Fragrant Mind-Consolidating Grass seeds were still very important in case he ran out of Spiritual Energy supply in the future.

Ding Fan found several pots in the backyard and planted twelve seeds.

After taking care of that, Ding Fan was planning to go back to his room to rest when noise erupted from the front of the Medicine Shop.

Now that he was living here, he couldn't possibly ignore any issues concerning the Ning Family.

"I'm here to see Luoxi, I have something to say to her."

As Ding Fan reached the doorway, he heard someone's voice and felt a sense of déjà vu upon hearing it.

Ding Fan passed through the back door and arrived directly at the front of the Medicine Shop. When he clearly saw the speaker, he remembered the person.

It was Li Guangming, who had aggressively pursued Ning Luoxi during Ding Fan's first encounter with her.

Back then, Li Guangming, taking advantage of his family's influence, had intended to forcibly take Ning Luoxi away. And Ding Fan had given Li Guangming a harsh kick.

As Ding Fan appeared, Li Guangming saw him immediately, and his expression turned serious. He glanced at Ning Zhanshan.

"Why is this person here?"

"I don't think this place is owned by your family. What does it matter to you where I choose to stay?" Ding Fan didn't wait for Ning Zhanshan to speak and took over the conversation.

Li Guangming had suffered at Ding Fan's hands before. Now, standing face to face with Ding Fan, and being alone this time, he dared not act rashly. Ding Fan's fist had shattered a rock; a punch like that to his body would beat him half to death.

Li Guangming glanced at Ning Zhanshan standing to the side, said nothing more, and turned to walk out the door.

Ning Zhanshan came over, somewhat worried. "Ding Fan, this Li Guangming is not someone you can afford to offend. If you have offended him, you'd better leave quickly."

Ding Fan gave Ning Zhanshan a light smile and said relaxedly, "It's nothing."