Ms. Doctor Divine

He didn't outright reject Gu Chaoyan, fearing that she might feel uncomfortable if he did so directly. Additionally, he wanted to leave himself some room to maneuver.

Gu Chaoyan was preoccupied with his wound.

Duan Feng was extremely surprised.

His master never enjoyed socializing, let alone speaking kindly to others.

Not only did he give her the heart-protecting pill, but he also responded to her with such gentleness.

Was it because Lady Chaoyan's pills could bring substantial benefits to the auction house?

That was the only reason his master acted that way. However, Duan Feng somehow sensed there was more to it. But why?

That was something Duan Feng simply couldn't comprehend.

"It's alright, I should be able to heal you. I can't guarantee a complete recovery, but at least you'll be better than you are now," Gu Chaoyan answered confidently.

Duan Feng smiled.

Lady Chaoyan didn't understand her master well. She was too naive.

Even if she claimed she could cure him, her master wouldn't allow it. His master had been injured for over a decade, not only on the throat but also on the face. The wounds had merged together.

In the past few years, he had opportunities to treat her, but his master never had any intention of doing so. He didn't even appreciate discussions about it, let alone interacting with people.

Even if she had the ability to cure him, his master would never approve.

Duan Feng worried about refusing his master's decision. After pondering for a moment, he glanced at his master, wondering if he should respond on his behalf.

Before he could turn around, the masked man replied, "Alright."

Duan Feng was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. So, she actually agreed?

What was happening?

What was going on here?

Why did his master say yes?

Did he mishear? Duan Feng rubbed his ears to make sure he hadn't misheard.

Gu Chaoyan was clueless about the situation, so she decided to feel his pulse.

As she was about to check his pulse, Duan Feng instinctively wanted to stop her, but the masked man instructed him not to.

She felt his pulse and discovered that there was nothing wrong with his voice.

Why hadn't she been cured at Haitian Auction House?

His voice was clouded with doubt.

The pills had caused her throat to ache, and instead of healing her, they inflicted harm.

But drinking water was different.

If she prepared some magical water and he drank it, his throat would improve.

It wasn't a big deal.

"I'll bring you some water infused with herbs, and you'll feel better after drinking it," Gu Chaoyan said.

The masked man appeared slightly surprised.

Was that all?

He felt as though he was being led and losing control. He believed that by agreeing to her, he would have more opportunities to be with her. The sensation of her fingertip on his pulse had enveloped him in warmth.

Was it all over now?

"That simple?" the masked man asked Dao Seeking.

"Yes," Gu Chaoyan replied. "Your throat has been damaged by the smoke, but it's nothing serious, just a minor adjustment."

Gu Chaoyan's words led the masked man and Duan Feng to ponder for a distance of 500 meters.

Was it truly that simple?

Why hadn't they ever considered this before?

Was it because they had been exposed to a world of magical power, leading them to believe that everything was complex, causing them to forget that some things could be easily cured?

The reason why he hadn't been healed in all these years was because…