A whole roasted lamb feast left the five beautiful girls thoroughly satisfied.
After the meal, as usual, Xu Ping’an called Li Yuer over.
“Come here, time for your daily pulse check.”
“Sir, will it be a checkup every day from now on?”
Li Yuer sat gracefully beside Xu Ping’an, extending her hand onto the table.
“Yes. Your condition is rather complicated. If we want to restore your health completely, there can’t be any mishaps along the way. That’s why a daily pulse check is necessary.”
Last time, due to carelessness, he’d misjudged both his and his wife’s constitutions, forcing him to revise the treatment plan.
To avoid such trouble in the future, for patients like Li Yuer, a daily examination was still best.
Xu Ping’an placed one hand gently on her pulse, quietly sensing the flow of information beneath his fingertips.
Yin Excess Yang Deficiency, a weak pulse, limbs floating with emptiness, and deep-rooted cold in the body.
Even so, her pulse now was far better than before the treatment began.
Back then, her pulse had shown Five Yangs Exhausted and Five Viscera All Declined.
To put it bluntly, she could have started trying out coffins for size.
But now, no matter what, at least she was out of mortal danger.
Her constitution was still heavily afflicted by cold, with excess yin and deficient yang, but at the very least… her pulse was that of a living person.
With the pure yang energy from the Mountain Lord Inner Core supporting her Five Organs and six viscera, a hint of vitality had begun to emerge. Her body was desperately clinging to this sliver of life, striving to keep itself running.
Xu Ping’an nodded.
“Mm, your recovery is going well. Your energy and strength today are much better than before, aren’t they?”
“Thanks to your great fortune, sir, I do feel full of energy and my body feels healthy.”
“Though your condition has improved, you’re still quite weak. The reason you feel so good now is because your body was pulled back from the brink of death. This sudden surge of vitality gives you a false sense of health.”
“You know what your condition was like before—so weak for so long that now, with even a slight improvement, you’re a bit too excited.”
Xu Ping’an turned to Xiao Jing’er.
“Xiao Jing’er, keep an eye on your young lady. Even though she’s much better, she still shouldn’t move around too much. Some of her internal meridians have only just been unblocked and aren’t stable yet. If she overexerts herself, they might rupture again, and then we’ll have to start all over.”
“I understand, sir.”
Xiao Jing’er nodded.
“Oh, and try not to use your brain too much either. In your current state, if you can sit, don’t stand; if you can lie down, don’t walk. Do you understand?”
“Thank you for your reminder, sir. I will do as you say.”
“Good, that’s what I like to hear…”
Xu Ping’an nodded, then looked at Liu Yingying.
“What are you staring at? Get over here.”
“Huh? Do I have to get my pulse checked too?”
Liu Yingying was a bit confused. She hadn’t moved in to be a patient, after all.
“Stop fussing and come here.”
“Fine… I’ll come, but why are you so fierce?”
Liu Yingying pouted, reluctantly walking over.
As she sat down in front of Xu Ping’an, her striking figure was on full display.
Comparing their figures, Xiao Jing’er and Ning’er didn’t count—those two little maids weren’t even fourteen yet, so there was nothing much to compare.
The three beauties before him were all sixteen or seventeen, the prime of youth.
The slimmest was undoubtedly Li Yuer.
She’d been frail since childhood, lacking in yang energy, so her bones and flesh never filled out.
Over time, she became completely slender.
It wouldn’t be fair to say she had nothing, but at least, there wasn’t much to see.
Her height was decent, though—about 1.6 meters. Not exactly tall, but for someone with her constitution to grow this much was already rare.
The most balanced figure belonged to Pei Qingxuan.
She stood around 1.68 meters, with a perfectly proportioned S-shaped figure—slender and elegant, with ideal head-to-body ratio and a flawless golden proportion.
As for her “cup size”… judging by eye and hand, she was probably a D. For that height and that size, she was both standard and pleasing to the eye.
The most voluptuous of the three was Liu Yingying.
With a slender waist and abundant curves, she was bold and striking—two mountains standing proud.
Even at a glance, she was at least a D+.
The key was her height—just about 1.58 meters. That figure and those proportions were a perfect match—like tofu pudding with a big fruit!
But to be fair, she wasn’t plump at all. She had just the right amount in all the right places, and with her slightly baby-faced features, she was a true loli with a dynamite figure.
It could make anyone’s heart race.
“You should cut back on spicy food lately. You’re getting a bit overheated. If you don’t control your cravings, you’ll break out and ruin your looks.”
“Ah?! Is it that serious?”
Liu Yingying was startled.
“Of course. Why else would I say it? Ning’er, keep an eye on your young lady from now on.”
“Yes, Master.”
…
Xu Ping’an didn’t want to say more.
No matter how he tried to correct this girl, she never listened—clearly on purpose. He decided to ignore her from now on.
“Alright, you two little maids come over as well.”
“Huh? Sir, me too?”
Xiao Jing’er looked at Xu Ping’an in disbelief, while Ning’er calmly nodded and sat down first.
Xu Ping’an reached out to check her pulse.
He was startled.
This girl… why was her vitality so strong?
Was it an excess of yang energy?
No… definitely not.
If her yang energy were excessive, she’d be irritable and restless.
But she showed none of that.
On the contrary, her internal energy was smooth and calm, like a perfectly still lake.
For a pulse like this, there was no doubt—the girl before him, not yet fourteen, was a martial artist, and her internal strength had reached a state of natural perfection.
Who would have thought, by chance, he’d stumble upon such a big secret?
Who exactly was this girl?
Could she really have reached this level of skill at her age on her own?
Judging by her pulse and energy, Ning’er wasn’t a cultivator, but a martial artist.
With skills like hers, she shouldn’t be unknown in the martial world.
Not simple at all.
Xu Ping’an didn’t say anything.
He preferred to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Cases like this always hid deeper secrets, and it was best not to pry.
“Mm, very good. The five elements are in harmony, yin and yang balanced. Your health is fine. Xiao Jing’er, your turn.”
“Okay~”
Xiao Jing’er nodded and sat down.
Xu Ping’an only needed a moment to tell that she was a bit anemic.
Judging by her pulse, her first period had only started recently—probably last month or the one before.
“Xiao Jing’er, have you been feeling dizzy or seeing spots lately? Are your fingertips and toes cold?”
“How did you know, sir?”
Xiao Jing’er stared at Xu Ping’an in amazement, her face full of shock and admiration.
“Of course I know. Don’t forget what I do. It’s nothing serious. Just drink some brown sugar ginger tea at night these days. I’ll prescribe you some medicine to replenish your qi and blood, and you’ll be fine.”
Blushing, Xiao Jing’er lowered her head, not daring to look at Xu Ping’an.
“Sir… you know everything?”
“I’m a doctor and you’re my patient. Don’t overthink it.”
“Oh…”
Xiao Jing’er lowered her head again, her cheeks rosy.
“Alright, all of you are in pretty good shape for now. That’s it for today’s checkups. Go do what you need to do.”
Xu Ping’an waved them off, finally having time to examine his medicine grinder.
His wife had accidentally broken the one that had served him for eight years—it was time to buy a new one.
Suddenly, Zhao Pingzhi rushed in, flustered.
“Sir, is my young lady here?”