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

It's no lie that Ye Feng's death calamity has entered a cyclical state.

In just a few days, the death energy that had been entangled deep within the meridians began to stir again, but was temporarily suppressed by the True Yin.

That day, Ye Feng was breathing in his room when he felt a familiar pain in his chest. Without warning, he took another big bite. His face turned pale, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He began.

The first wave of this cycle has arrived, faster than expected.

Have no idea.

There is one way.

Look for Lin Yuqing.

Lin Yuqing was quite bewildered when she was called over, but when she saw Ye Feng's pale face and furrowed brows, her heart jumped.

"What's wrong with you? Is it that calamity...?"

"Hmm." Ye Feng's forehead was beaded with sweat, and he tried to keep his voice calm. "It's a periodic flare-up, I'll help you suppress it."

"How do I press?" Lin Yuqing asked nervously, "I don't know. Just tell me, and whatever I say goes."

"It doesn't seem that simple." Ye Feng shook his head, his face serious. "It's much more dangerous than I imagined. Tonight's attack is just the beginning. It will flare up every now and then, and each time it will be more ferocious than the last."

"Can it be cured?" Lin Yuqing asked anxiously.

"No," Ye Feng said honestly. "This body is pure Yang, extremely Yang and strong, something I was born with. You are also born with true Yin, extremely cold and pure. To completely dissolve this tribulation, we need an immense stroke of luck. We'll have to take it slowly. Right now, all we can do is work together and use those two energies to suppress it each time."

Lin Yuqing nodded emphatically: "Then suppress it! Tell me how to do it, how to do it!"

Ye Feng paused for a moment: "Your true Yin energy is innate, hidden in your bloodline, and you cannot control it yourself. I need to use my true energy to guide it, introducing it into your meridians to activate your true energy. Then our two energies will collide and merge, constantly circulating and harmonizing. During this process..."

Ye Feng's expression turned serious as he said this.

"I'm going to take your pulse and send your vital energy out. During the process, you'll feel cold all over and your body will feel weak. Don't worry, don't be nervous, don't move around, just leave everything to me."

Lin Yuqing's face turned red instantly. Although she didn't understand much, the close contact and the serious "handing over" still made her heart pound.

But when she thought of his deadly hand, she forcefully suppressed her girlish feelings.

"Okay." She took a deep breath, stretched out her small hand, placed her pulse against her eye, and said with a very serious expression, "You do it, whatever you say!"

Ye Feng felt a sweet warmth in his heart as he looked at Lin Yuqing's serious expression.

He placed three fingers on her wrist pulse, closed his eyes, and a surge of true energy flowed from his body into hers, carefully guiding the yin energy within her.

In an instant, he awakened the heavy, cold, and unfathomable yin energy, which merged together under the guidance of his true energy.

One strong, one gentle; one yin, one yang; they intertwined silently in his and her pulse.

The churning death energy in Ye Feng's chest slowly dissipated under the nourishment of this yin energy. Lin Yuqing, however, felt a strange, tingling sensation spreading to her limbs.

Feeling icy cold all over, Lin Yuqing's eyes were glazed over.

This was a feeling she had never experienced before, as if she and the man beside her were of the same mind. The man's energy was both domineering and gentle. The woman's femininity was both cool and lingering.

One soft, one strong, they silently intertwine perfectly between the man and woman, like a pair of yin and yang created by nature.

Lin Yuqing quietly raised her head and looked at the man beside her with focused eyes. His long eyelashes drooped down and his brows were slightly furrowed. The former carefree scoundrel had disappeared, leaving only a very serious and handsome face.

Her face flushed slightly again, and Lin Yuqing quickly lowered her head, but did not shrink back.

The whole process was quiet and focused; they simply listened to the sound of the moon flowing by, and then their clasped handprints were absorbed into the gentle moonlight.

After a long while, Ye Feng slowly withdrew his hand and let out a long sigh. The paleness on his face had vanished, replaced by the color of blood. Even his eyes regained their luster.

For him, this pure Yin energy was a perfect antidote – not only could it suppress the backlash of the death calamity, but it could also nourish and stabilize his extremely violent pure Yang energy.

One soft and one strong, they intertwined silently between the man and woman, their movements perfectly coordinated.

"Alright." Ye Feng opened his eyes and looked at the fairy-like girl in front of him, coughing slightly in an unusually awkward manner. "I've put it down, thank you."

"Who said I should thank you!" The fairy turned her face away, her cheeks flushed, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

However, a warm sensation lingered at her wrist for a long time without fading, causing Lin Yuqing's heart to pound uncontrollably with a tingling sensation.

He gently squeezed his right wrist, as if he were still holding it and it still carried a trace of warmth.

"Oh, right," Lin Yuqing suddenly remembered something as she was leaving, stopped, hesitated, and turned back, "About Zhu Wanqing, about your tribulation! And whether I'm the key or not, do you want to tell her?"

Ye Feng stopped in his tracks.

Zhu Wanqing, the woman referred to as his fiancée.

He paused for a moment, his expression complex: "I'll have to tell her sooner or later! That marriage was arranged by her grandfather! But now, the truth is out: she's not the one who can save me! It's not fair to keep this from her, or from you!"

Lin Yuqing lowered her head, and another wave of girlish energy surged up: In fact, she didn't know what she was feeling. On one hand, she felt a small sense of satisfaction at being proven to be the "right person," and on the other hand, she felt a little sorry for Zhu Wanqing, who had given so much and loved her so sincerely.

"Okay," she said softly. "Just do as I say, I... I won't hold it against her!"

Seeing that she clearly cared but pretended to be nonchalant, Ye Feng's heart softened, and he said nothing more.

From that night on, this "medical reconciliation" became a very private matter between the two of them, something they tacitly agreed upon. And finally, there was a way to suppress this deadly predicament.

However, neither of the two parties involved knew the increasingly unpredictable fate that awaited them, nor what Zhu Wanqing's decision would be after learning the truth...

"Medical harmonization" thus became two secrets.