Yan Meng told all the mercenaries. He had never felt better than he did now that the dangers were gone. Everyone was relaxed as they continued their journey towards Red city.
“Uncle Yan, I heard that the young lady from the Yan family is sick. Can I know what the actual situation is?”
Along the way, Jiang Chen asked.
“Sigh… Brother Jiang Chen knows nothing about it. Our young lady was a brilliant child ever since she was a kid, she was talented and she reached the ninth Qi Jing level when she was just six. She was a genius amongst genii… It’s just too terrible.”
When mentioning the young lady of the Yan family, Yan Meng expressed his pity.
“Please let me know what her symptoms are, I might have a way to heal her.”
Jiang Chen said.
“You have a way?”
Yan Meng’s eyes immediately lit up, but they darkened shortly afterwards. “Impossible, there’s no way to cure her, the young lady’s sickness has made it so that she cannot live past 15. Even the Pure-Yang fruit won’t be able to save her. The sickness would strike her once every year, and this has happened since she was seven. When it strikes her, her body will be ice cold, and that coldness will enter her bones. You can’t imagine how much pain the young lady is suffering from. Every time the sickness strikes, it is like a matter of life and death. Now the young lady has turned 14. The sickness has already struck 8 times, and it is increasing in severity every time. Our Yan family has hired all of the famous physicians and alchemists in Red city, and all of them had concluded that the young lady won’t be able to live past 15.”
“Icy coldness that enters her bones? Strikes once every year?”
Jiang Chen’s eyes were slightly closed as if he had thought of something.
“I can heal your young lady’s disease.”
Jiang Chen said.
“What? Brother Jiang Chen, are you joking?”
Yan Meng asked with a surprised expression.
“But, I need to examine your young lady personally and decide after looking at the actual situation.”
Jiang Chen said.