A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

After finishing the acupuncture treatment for Zhu Hongsheng, Ye Feng did not immediately stand up and leave.

He sat down on a bench outside the ward, frowned slightly, and stared at the three fingers on his hand.

When he was taking Zhu Hongsheng's pulse, the true energy in his fingers inadvertently touched Zhu Wanqing, who was sitting beside him watching over Zhu Hongsheng.

Master said that Zhu Wanqing was an extremely Yin person and a good match who helped him overcome a life-threatening ordeal.

However, after that surge of true energy touched her body...

Not quite right.

Zhu Wanqing indeed possessed an aura of coldness and yin energy. Her constitution was predominantly cold, her hands and feet were perpetually icy, and the chilling aura between her brows was consistent with extreme yin. That's correct.

However, that chill was too mild!

It's like a thin sheet of ice floating on the water in early spring; it looks cold, but it will melt in the blink of an eye under the sun. It floats lightly on the surface and can't sink at all.

Based on what his master taught him, a woman of extreme yin who could save him from a thousand-year-old calamity of death must possess an extremely profound and heavy yin power within her body, which should resonate with his extremely explosive pure yang, attracting each other to create a resonance like heaven and earth igniting fire... Just like last night's cup of tea, when he handed it to Lin Yuqing, the moment he touched that vein on her wrist, that heavy, cold, and unfathomable feeling seemed to be pulling him back.

Ye Feng's heart suddenly stopped.

No! What's on my mind again?

Frustrated, he scratched his head, forcefully pulling the thought about Lin Yuqing out of his mind.

Why did I end up at Boss Lin's place again? I've lost count of how many times this has happened. Last night it was her, and today she wants to test Zhu Wanqing's extreme yin energy. The thought that popped into my head was to use her as a comparison.

But Boss Lin is just a spoiled rich girl with a cold constitution. If she were to have an extremely Yin constitution, why would Master not mention her at all, but instead repeatedly emphasize that Zhu Wanqing is his extremely Yin?

By the way, last night he saved her in the car accident, transferring a wisp of his pure yang energy to her to stop her bleeding, replenish her pulse, and help sustain her life. That wisp of pure yang energy lingered on his body all night, inevitably getting tangled with her slight chill and stimulating each other. The "bottomless coldness" he felt with his fingertips last night was probably an echo created by the wisp of pure yang energy he himself had transferred; he had been deceived by himself.

The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more he felt that this statement was correct.

The worst thing a doctor can do is to be paranoid. He thought a small amount of ordinary body cold was "extreme yin for thousands of years." If his six senior brothers heard this, they would probably laugh their heads off! How could a dignified peak yang body not even be able to distinguish the depth of yin cold?

As for Zhu Wanqing's coldness... how should I put it? It's like pouring a glass of cold water on a volcano that's erupting lava.

It's far from perfect! Far from perfect! So far from perfect that he almost began to doubt whether his master was seeing things...

"Impossible!" he muttered to himself, shaking his head and forcefully extinguishing this rebellious thought.

The master's judgment of people has never been wrong, and even the matchmaker is not as accurate as the master. Since the master said that Zhu Wanqing is an extremely yin body and the key to solving his death calamity, then Zhu Wanqing must be real, there is no mistake.

Could it be because... the timing wasn't right?

That's right! It definitely is!

He had only been down the mountain for a short time, and his internal energy was still suppressed, so his perception of extreme Yin power wasn't as precise as it could be. That's why he felt Zhu Wanqing was 'insufficient,' and that her slight Yin chill was 'too weak.' Once his cultivation level rises another level, perhaps he'll be able to utilize the layer of extreme Yin chill hidden within Zhu Wanqing.

Thinking this way, Ye Feng calmed down the slight doubt in his heart.

Very well! Under the pretext of giving Old Man Zhu acupuncture treatment, I can spend more time with Zhu Wanqing and slowly test whether she has the foundation of the Extreme Yin Body. When he has the opportunity to raise his cultivation level to another level, then we will know whether this key is suitable or not.

but……

He raised his hand and touched his chest. The pain swirling in his veins felt like a venomous snake that had been lurking for a long time, occasionally raising its head to bite him, telling him that time was running out.

Time is running out for him.

It's dark under the lamp.

The brightest lamp under the lamp cannot illuminate the darkest spot at its own feet.

The woman he kept comparing to Zhu Wanqing, the woman he repeatedly forced to suppress from his mind, the woman he had casually picked up and rescued, the woman he had never thought of as "extreme yin"—the woman who sat beside him all along.

That woman was the only key he wanted.

But he was as clueless as a fool.

"Why……"

Lin Yuqing walked over with two cups of coffee, handing one to Ye Feng. "What are you thinking about? Your eyebrows are practically touching flies."

"My nemesis." Ye Feng took the coffee and took a sip.

Lin Yu paused slightly as she handed over the cup.

"How much longer?"

"Five months." Ye Feng looked up, took a sip, and spoke casually, as if it were a trivial matter unrelated to him. "Since the day I came down the mountain, half a year has passed, and now one month has gone by, leaving five months."

5 months.

Lin Yuqing tightened her grip on the paper cup slightly.

I don't know how I feel, since it has nothing to do with her!

Will he be able to transform into immortality? Will he find this woman named Ji Yin? What does it have to do with me?

It doesn't really matter.

But Lin Yuqing suddenly found that her heart felt a little sad, a little heartbroken, as if this woman were her friend and best friend.

But thinking about this glib, stingy old man who only has five months left to live, I feel really suffocated.

Over the past few days, she has unknowingly gotten used to having someone around her.

She was used to him calling her "Big Sister" or "Boss Lin" in a very informal way.

I'm used to his nonchalant way of haggling with people.

He's used to handling trouble himself.

What if this person suddenly disappears one day?

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Can't you be a little more impatient?" came a frustrated voice.

It's as if she's lying.

"Even after all this, you still act so carefree and heartless every day. I'm doomed. Why don't you have any conscience at all?"

"What's the use of being anxious?" Ye Feng smiled.

Looking at the open glass window at the end of the corridor, a rare look of tranquility appeared in his eyes.

"You can't rush things when it comes to fate."

What's meant to come will come, and what's not meant to come can't be forced.

My life-threatening ordeal, in the end, was simply a matter of whether or not I would be fortunate enough to meet that person.

With just that casual remark, he inadvertently turned his gaze to Lin Yuqing beside him.

Neither of them noticed...

The "fate" that helped him escape his near-death ordeal is now sitting on the chair next to him, drinking the same coffee and breathing the same air as him.

Despite being so close, Ye Feng kept glancing at her before running thousands of miles away to find the wrong key.

She was right in front of him.