The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 373 It can be cured, but I can't.

The scene suddenly descended into chaos, and the atmosphere in the entire fighting arena became incredibly strange.

Everyone looked at Lin Chen with rather subtle expressions.

Lin Chen actually single-handedly brought the Divine Cloud Sect to its knees?

Even Zhang Yun, a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm, was tricked by Lin Chen to the point of vomiting blood.
Xu Lanshan and the others breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

Although I am still worried about how things will develop, at least the immediate crisis has passed, hasn't it?
Lin Chen is amazing!
He actually withstood three blows from Zhang Yun, and in the end, he even included Zhang Yun in his calculations.

Zuo Wenxuan and the others stood aside, watching this almost absurd scene before them, their feelings quite complicated.

Lin Chen is actually that strong?
They went head-to-head with the Divine Cloud Sect and still won?
Looking at the jubilant Xu, Leng, and Wei families, Zuo Wenxuan suddenly felt a bit suspicious.

Could it be that I made the wrong choice this time?

Will not!
The Divine Cloud Sect has double-digit Grandmasters, and more than one Innate Grandmaster. How could they possibly lose to Lin Chen alone?

Even though Lin Chen is indeed very talented, he is still only a Grandmaster, not a Primordial Grandmaster, so he can't possibly be a match for the Divine Cloud Sect!
I made the right choice!

Lin Chen only succeeded temporarily.

Since the Zuo family can't get anything from Lin Chen anyway, isn't it normal for them to choose to stay out of it?

The smugness on Pei Shanming and Guan Zhiyan's faces froze, and when they looked at Lin Chen again, their eyes showed a hint of undisguised fear.

Is this guy really that difficult to deal with?

Even Zhang Yun, a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm, couldn't suppress him; in fact, Zhang Yun was seriously injured instead.
Zhang Yun's breathing was disordered, her body was filled with fluctuating qi, her face was ashen, and she looked like a candle in the wind, as if she was about to run out of breath and die at any moment.

Lin Chen approached a few steps closer, his face full of regret: "Your injuries were already quite severe, and you needed to rest and recuperate. Perhaps that could have delayed things for a while, but you insisted on fighting back. Now your blood and qi are flowing in reverse. Do you feel a sharp pain in your chest, like being pricked by needles, and can't breathe?"

Zhang Yun stared at Lin Chen in shock, clearly not understanding why Lin Chen knew so much about her condition.

Seeing Zhang Yun's shocked expression, Wu Wenjing knew Lin Chen was right. She turned her head in astonishment and asked, "How did you know?"

Lin Chen smiled and said, "I'm a doctor."

Wu Wenjing's words were completely stuck in his throat; no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't bring himself to ask Lin Chen to treat Zhang Yun.

Just moments ago, he was a vicious man who wanted to kill someone, even beating them until they vomited blood, but now he's asking Lin Chen to treat his illness?
Wu Wenjing helped Zhang Yun quickly down from the fighting arena. His eyes swept across the crowd and landed on a man whose figure was shrouded in shadow. His eyes lit up immediately.

“Mr. Pan of Bailiu Sect, please help Elder Zhang. My Shenyun Sect will surely reward you handsomely.”

Pan Yonghe stopped abruptly, an embarrassed expression on his face, inwardly cursing. "There are so many doctors here, why did you choose me of all people?"

Lin Chen, this "master," is still watching over us.

How can I get treatment?
He didn't want to stand out, but with Wu Wenjing's shout, everyone's eyes fell on Pan Yonghe, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Following everyone's gaze, Lin Chen saw Pan Yonghe, and a subtle expression appeared on his face.

This guy is here too?

Pan Yonghe was on the verge of tears. He subconsciously glanced at Lin Chen, wanting to ask for his opinion.

Lin Chen's lips curled up slightly, and he turned around, pretending not to see Pan Yonghe.

Seeing this, Pan Yonghe breathed a slight sigh of relief, stepped out of the crowd, and walked towards Zhang Yun.

Since Lin Chen wouldn't speak, then so be it. He wasn't as powerful as Lin Chen and dared not offend the Divine Cloud Sect.

Wu Wenjing cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Pan Yonghe: "Dr. Pan, could you please take a look?"

Pan Yonghe nodded and said modestly, "I can help take a look, but my medical skills are limited, and I dare not guarantee anything."

Wu Wenjing stepped aside: "Who in the world doesn't know the Bai Liu Clan's outstanding medical skills? Dr. Pan, please."

Pan Yonghe stopped talking and went forward to check on Zhang Yun.

After inspecting for a while, a subtle expression appeared on Pan Yonghe's face.

Wu Wenjing had been watching Pan Yonghe's face closely. Seeing this, he quickly asked, "Dr. Pan, what's going on? Please tell me."

Pan Yonghe said in a low voice, "Elder Zhang was already seriously ill. Now, his forced action has aggravated his condition, causing it to deteriorate drastically. If he does not receive treatment quickly, his life may be in danger."

Wu Wenjing's expression changed: "Elder Zhang originally planned to go to Tiansheng Sect to ask the former sect leader Ouyang Qing to treat him, but he didn't expect that today's incident would cause his illness to suddenly worsen. Doctor Pan, can Elder Zhang's illness be cured?"

Pan Yonghe shook his head: "It can be cured, but I can't cure it."

Wu Wenjing asked anxiously, "What do you mean?"

Pan Yonghe said in a low voice, "Elder Zhang's illness is very serious, and now it is rapidly deteriorating. His life is hanging by a thread. Only the Heaven-Returning Needle can cure him..."

(End of this chapter)