Doctor?
The young cultivator named Zhang Chengwen felt incredulous. The elder had just displayed immense power, which was rarely associated with doctors.
Unexpectedly, he was indeed a doctor.
Fang Yu moved aside his shirt, quickly inspected his injuries, and scanned with divine sense, saying:
"Qi Sea is damaged, but it's not a problem. I will help repair it."
"Ah?"
"Hold steady."
No matter how shocked the young man was, Fang Yu proceeded methodically.
For someone who usually only heard about legendary stories of great cultivators, seeing such a person in front of him, this kind of surprise was normal.
Fang Yu placed his hand on Li Chengwu's chest.
A gentle stream of primordial qi flowed into his body like a river.
In an instant, Li Chengwu's Qi Sea was repaired.
It was done effortlessly.
This level of injury, let alone a powerful doctor like Fang Yu, even someone like Song Gusheng could heal.
