Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 255: Wang Jian regretted it!

The sudden change startled even Wang Jian himself, and he immediately withdrew from the state of using his Qi for inner vision.

But withdrawing wasn’t the end of it. Wang Jian discovered that the dark energy his Qi had touched had followed him. It was like a tenacious plaster that, once stuck, simply could not be shaken off.

In Wang Jian’s sensory world, the Qi he cultivated through Qi Cultivation was a pure and gentle white, making him feel warm and comfortable. The dark energy it was now contaminated with, however, was its complete opposite: lifeless and repulsive.

Just as Wang Jian was struggling to shake off the dark energy, he was horrified to discover that the initially sparse dark specks were expanding. His Qi was being treated as nourishment and devoured frantically. It was as if the substance had scented the most delicious meal imaginable and was aggressively striking back.

Wang Jian could no longer care about the treatment. He finally understood why the Qi within cancer patients grew progressively weaker. It was being used as sustenance by these things. Wang Jian’s invincible weapon had become his greatest vulnerability.

In no time, the dark energy had eroded a large area. If Wang Jian’s internal Qi were a small person, the dark energy had already devoured an arm, and its speed was accelerating.

Wang Jian had already withdrawn his hand from Lu You’s body. He then realized that the dark energy inside Lu You hadn’t diminished at all; instead, for some unknown reason, he had become contaminated by it.

Cancer isn’t contagious... Even as a medical practitioner, Wang Jian was utterly lost. This was beyond the realm of medicine.

"What on earth is this?"

If Qi represents vitality and yang, then this dark energy must be its antithesis, representing lifelessness and yin. It’s as if... this opposing entity was born solely because of the existence of Qi.

This aura was the most distinct feature of cancer, similar to what he had sensed from many dying people. Wang Jian had felt it before, but the aura from those on the verge of natural death had never been this viscous and nauseating.

The contamination alone was alarming enough, but what truly horrified Wang Jian was the sensation of his own body growing weaker by the second. He felt just like a cancer patient, yet his organs and body parts were all perfectly normal. It was only the Qi inside him that was undergoing a terrifying mutation.

This is definitely not cancer... Had I known, I wouldn’t have gotten involved in this mess.

Within just a few breaths, Wang Jian was drenched in sweat, his face turned ghastly pale. He paid no mind to Lu You’s condition on the bed, instead turning and rushing toward the ward door.

The few people waiting outside heard a commotion, and then the door was thrown open from within. The first thing they saw was the weakened Wang Jian.

Having known him for so long, it was the first time Xu Qian and Cai Qiong had ever seen Wang Jian in such a state. He looked as if he had been stabbed multiple times and had lost a massive amount of blood. With panicked expressions, the two women lunged forward to catch him just as he was about to collapse. They only managed to hear him say one thing: "Call my Master."

Then, they watched helplessly as he fell into their arms. Xu Qian and Cai Qiong each took half his weight, barely managing to keep him from hitting the floor.

Heizi and Hu Ziyuan, standing to the side, were also stunned. Without a second thought, Hu Ziyuan rushed into the ward, heading straight for his father, Lu You.

Heizi, however, muttered to himself, "Wasn’t he treating a patient? How did the doctor end up like this?"

This was the same question plaguing Xu Qian and Cai Qiong, but the two women had no energy to spare for anything else. They called out Wang Jian’s name anxiously, but no matter how loud they yelled, he remained completely unresponsive.

Nearby nurses were drawn by the commotion. Seeing their own hospital director there, they rushed to help, carefully placing the unconscious Wang Jian onto a nearby chair.

Only then did Xu Qian notice Wang Jian was clutching a phone. "Cai Qiong, the phone!"

"Ah!" Cai Qiong snapped back to reality. She quickly took the phone from Wang Jian’s hand and gave it to Xu Qian. "He said to call his Master."

"Mm-hmm," Xu Qian nodded repeatedly. Taking the phone, she subconsciously entered the unlock code. From the side, Cai Qiong watched this action, her brow furrowing slightly. Xu Qian scrolled through the contacts until she found the entry for "Master" and immediately dialed the number.

Wang Jian was quite particular about how he saved his mentors. Song Yijin was listed as "Teacher Song" in his phone, but Xu Changqing was different, saved simply as "Master."

Seeing that Xu Qian was making the call, Cai Qiong didn’t remain idle. That small, curious moment didn’t occupy her thoughts for long. Right now, Wang Jian’s health was the absolute priority. Assuming her director’s authority, Cai Qiong began summoning doctors. Any doctor still in the hospital, regardless of whether they practiced Chinese or Western Medicine, was notified.

In less than two minutes, ten department heads on duty had arrived from various parts of the hospital. Cai Qiong didn’t bother with pleasantries. Pointing at Wang Jian, she commanded urgently, "I don’t care what methods you use. I need to know what’s wrong with this man as soon as possible."

Wang Jian was immediately rushed to an adjacent ward, where a full suite of medical monitoring began.

Meanwhile, the dialing tone on Xu Qian’s phone finally stopped, and someone answered. A voice came from the other end.

"Hello? What does my good disciple need from this old man?"

Hearing this voice, Xu Qian almost burst into tears. She quickly found a quieter spot and asked with a choke in her voice, "Are you Xiao Jian’s Master?"

The voice on the other end paused. The previously noisy background instantly fell silent. Upon hearing a woman’s voice choked with tears instead of Wang Jian’s, Xu Changqing immediately knew something was wrong. A dreadful thought seized his mind. "What happened?"

"I don’t know," Xu Qian said, her voice filled with anxiety. She tried her best to control it and explain everything clearly. "A moment ago, Xiao Jian was treating a cancer patient. He went into the room and closed the door. A few minutes later, he stumbled out and collapsed. Before he passed out, he told me to call you.

"I don’t know what happened to him," she continued, her panic evident. "He was covered in sweat and looked extremely weak. His face was deathly pale, as if he’d been stabbed a dozen times and bled dry... We can’t wake him up at all. We’re in the hospital right now..."

Xu Changqing frowned as he listened to Xu Qian’s description. "I understand," he said slowly. "I’ll be there immediately. Don’t panic. Xiao Jian is a practitioner of Qi Cultivation, so he should be Immune to Hundred Diseases. He wouldn’t collapse from an illness. Something unexpected must have happened; otherwise, he wouldn’t have told you to call me."

After this brief analysis, Xu Changqing came to his conclusion. "We’ll sort everything out when I get there. Send me the address."

Knowing Wang Jian was at a hospital, Xu Changqing asked Xu Qian for the location. He recognized her voice; he had heard it at Wang Jian’s house before and knew she was his sister-in-law.

After hanging up, Xu Changqing made another call. A few moments later, a helicopter arrived to pick him up.