The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

"Yes, it's a coma. This time, the coma lasted longer than before. We thought the method from last time might help a bit, but it turned out to be completely useless."

No matter how they treated him, the old master remained unconscious. They were truly at their wits' end and finally notified the master here.

"Another coma? From what you're saying, it sounds like your father has fallen into a coma more than once or twice, and you're all used to it?"

Tang Rao was a bit curious and immediately interjected.

"Yes, you're right. It's not an occasional coma that's easy to diagnose. He's fallen into a coma so many times, we've consulted countless doctors, and he's taken numerous Elixir Pills, yet there's been no improvement. I'm quite helpless myself."

The doctors have checked him, and he's taken Elixir Pills. Logically speaking, they should be able to determine what kind of illness it is, at least. But the fact that they can't figure out the illness at all—what kind of situation is this?

"Since you're asking, do you have any solutions?"

Among the people of Central Island, each one was exceptionally shrewd. Tang Rao's expression was clear. Just by looking, one could tell he was hiding something, and though the chances were slim, they wanted to know what the probability of success was.

"I haven't even seen your father. I was just asking out of pure curiosity. Aren't you overthinking it?"

Without any enticing benefits laid out before him, Tang Rao resolutely would not waver or take hold of this hot potato.

"Whether I've overthought or you truly have a solution, only you would know. How about this? Come with me to take a look first. If you have a solution, I won't let you work for nothing. If it turns out there's no way, please wait until I'm done attending to my father before I send you to the Teleportation Array. I hope you understand."

Since he put it that way, Tang Rao could only follow along.

"The old master fainted in a tavern, holding two clay jars in his hands before he lost consciousness."

The servant described the old master's condition in great detail. With the man right in front of him, Tang Rao only needed to take his pulse to know whether the old master's illness was curable or not.

"Can I take a look at the clay jars he was holding?"

After observing, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse, Tang Rao found the same results as the other doctors—there wasn't a single problem with the old master. Unable to identify any major issues, he could only deduce from whatever the man valued, supposing that such things might be related.

"Show him the clay jars."

What Tang Rao said hardly carried any weight; they didn't take his words seriously. It wasn't until the old master spoke that the servant handed the jars to Tang Rao.

The jars were filled, not with ordinary items, but full of peppers. One sniff of the pepper indicated its flavor was definitely not to be underestimated.

"Peppers? Where did these peppers come from?"

Yes, they were peppers, but the ones in these jars were anything but ordinary. How could peppers that appeared before the old master and were treated as treasures be mundane?

"These were won by the master from a bet with the neighbor. There's absolutely no problem; the neighbor and our family have a good relationship. There's no way they'd harm him."

With the origin of the peppers clarified, they confidently assured that these peppers were fine. Plus, Tang Rao had checked, and from the Immortal Energy they exuded, they were not only harmless but were also treasures beyond their usual reach.

"Little Fire Ginseng, go inside the old master's body and have a look. I simply can't believe this thing could be so peculiar against me. There must be a reason, it's impossible not to find anything."

Little Fire Ginseng entered the old master's body and returned shortly, looking despondent.

The first thing he said upon returning was that it was indeed quite tricky.

Tang Rao didn't need to think much to realize that the matter was troubling, prompting him to tuck Little Fire Ginseng into his portable palace before asking, "What exactly is the cause? Could it truly be a strange illness?"

Strange illnesses abound these days, but the probability of them occurring around Tang Rao didn't seem that high, did it?

"There's no such thing as a strange illness. He's merely lacking in blood and energy in the Dantian; the fire isn't burning vigorously enough, which caused his current state. Luckily, I ran back quickly; otherwise, his empty Dantian would swallow up my entire flame without refilling it."

Little Fire Ginseng was truly in a bind; he almost got stuck inside, completely done for, utterly out of luck.

"Lacking blood and energy in the Dantian? I seem to have stumbled upon a significant discovery; just not sure how useful it is."

Although he didn't want it to be this way, it couldn't be ruled out as a possibility for the old master.

Tang Rao only realized after exiting his portable palace that many people were staring at him.

"Master, you're the most aware of your father's condition over the years, aren't you?"

No matter why Tang Rao was asking such things, the master didn't question it and simply answered truthfully with a yes.

"Then whenever he falls into a coma, do you find that there are traces of chili peppers on his hands or nearby?"

The master nodded, confirming the same.

"Does he particularly like eating peppers, considering them more important than life many times? The spicier, the more he likes them?"

Tang Rao was spot-on with everything.

"How do you know everything? It seems you're quite clear about my father's condition?"

"Not really clear. It's part analysis, part guess, but it seems I was pretty close."

Tang Rao shared what he knew and guessed with the master, adding, "I sent the Fire Ginseng Baby inside his body to check, and there wasn't any problem with his meridians. The Dantian is just empty, lacking any fire energy. If I'm not mistaken, his liking of peppers might not be genuine. Without consuming peppers, he'd feel uncomfortable and emotionally unstable, like today. Maybe he didn't even eat any chili before fainting due to the lack of fire energy in his Dantian."

Unconscious because of a lack of fire in the Dantian?

The master fell into deep thought.

They'd considered every possible cause, except for the lack of fire in the Dantian, a notion they dared not entertain.

How could it be? Is it even possible?

"My father's always been robust. A deficiency of fire energy in the Dantian? I find that hard to believe. Tang Rao, if you can cure my father's illness, not only will I bring you back to the North Island, but I'll allow you to come and go from the Central Island as you please."

The master wielded real power, and Tang Rao could believe him to some extent.

"Is that true?"

The opportunity to travel to Central Island? That's not the most important thing. More crucially, having this opportunity must not come with any additional costs for Tang Rao, such as being unable to refuse his daughter's harassment upon arriving at Central Island.

"Truly, I know what you're thinking, and I can guarantee the situation you're worried about will never happen in your lifetime."

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