Two months swiftly passed.

Ning was now a volunteer in the volunteer hall with some notes. Ever since the time when he cured the different women with the blackish-blue bellies, he had been regularly sent about 2-3 women a week.

The number had decreased lately and he barely got 1 a week. Even so, the people outside could see a big-bellied woman walking in and a flat-bellied woman walking out.

This had caused the interest of the patients to catch on to Ning. While they hadn't forgotten about the fact that he stopped doing those heavenly massages, they were still willing to visit him in case of a serious issue if the other volunteers were a little bit busy.

Added onto the fact that there were people who needed actual massages to heal themselves, Ning had started having a small, but regular amount of visitors.

"Yes, as long as you boil some water and use a clean towel to soak the steam and put it onto your swollen area, you will be healed in no time," Ning told his patient.

"Is that so? Thank you, doctor," the woman in her 50s handed him a coupon and left.

'4 points huh, that's not bad,' Ning thought.

He opened the box that kept the coupons and checked it. He had kept track of the amount and the amount he currently had was about 2016.

"I can take one of the three tests during the next exam date," Ning thought. "I wonder which one I should take." There were 3 different exams to become a physician.

The first one had to do with the patients. The exam was to see if patients could recognize what injuries, or diseases, or just simple problems the patients had. Accurately identifying the problem was a necessary thing when one wanted to search for solutions.

The second exam had to do with the solutions to the injuries. The people who came to see the physicians were those who couldn't be healed by the volunteers. Meaning, they needed some form of treatment or medication. It was the physician's job to identify what medication or treatment was necessary to treat the patient.

The third and last one was perhaps the most simple of the three. It had to do with recognizing the ingredients that take part in making medicines. There were way too many ingredients that made the medicines and remember which is which was very important.

As such, only after completing these 3 exams with remarkable results could one truly be a physician.

"Maybe I should start with the ingredients. Since it's the easiest and not even the elder Neal can f*ck with me in the questions," Ning thought to himself. Now that he couldn't leave to go anywhere he wanted, he was stuck there for the next year and 2 months.

Once again, a period of boredom came to Ning's room. No patients arrived at all for the next 2 hours so he started cultivating midday.

It had been a norm for him now. Ever since the system had left him, he had started to cultivate normally whenever he got the chance to get stronger than he was now.

During the last 2 months, His Qi cultivation had gone up by a single level and his body cultivation had gone up by two levels. For some reason, even after fully adapting to the Qi around him, it was still hard to break through when he hit a bottleneck.

For body cultivation, however, there was no such thing as a bottleneck. It was just one continuous stream of cultivation from start to finish. So, his body cultivation was now at Level 8 while his Qi was in the 7th Qi Condensation realm.

Still, he was quite close to the 8th Qi Condensation realm. He could already feel the bottleneck incoming. He cultivated all day that day and nobody came looking for him.

So, when it was time to leave, he stopped cultivation and stood up. Suddenly, somebody walked into the room. Ning turned around to see that it was a young woman.

"Are you leaving?" the woman asked as soon as she saw him out of his seat.

"Yes, I was just abo—" Ning stopped when he saw the women's body. Specks of black dots were all over the women's skin. Ning immediately walked close to the women and checked the skin.

The black dots were very unusual. It seemed like they had a pattern to them and were mostly equidistant away from each other. Only in rare cases were there more than one at the same spot.

'What is this?' he wondered.

"I think I got sunburned or something. Can it be healed quickly doctor?" the women asked.

Ning had no answer, but he knew it was no sunburn. "Can you tell me when this occurred or how this could have happened?" Ning asked.

"I don't know. This suddenly started appearing on my body today morning. It wasn't a lot and I thought it would go away at first, but it flared this afternoon and reached this level. So, I came here as soon as I was off work," the women explained.

"I see," Ning said as he looked at the black dots more carefully. There were hundreds of types of black dots that could appear, and he knew that. Now, he had to figure out which one it was.

"Can you show me more skin? I need to confirm it's everywhere," Ning said.

The girl blushed a little and nodded before lifting her robes to show her skin that was riddled with black spots everywhere.

Ning was beyond confused as to what exactly was going on. 'How are her hands so full of black dots. I need more information.'

"Did you eat or touch anything funny?" Ning asked.

"No, not really. Just the regular food at the restaurant where I work," the girl said.

"I see. Then what about— "

"DOCTOR!!" the girl screamed.

"Wh-What? What's wrong?" Ning was surprised.

The girl pointed at him and said, "Your hands." Ning looked down at his hands and nearly lost a heartbeat when he saw that his finger started to have black spots too.

"What the?" he screamed. The black spots, whatever it was, was contagious.