Hu Biao turned off the trending topics and came to find someone.
He Mohua locked himself in his room again and punched the wall repeatedly, his hands covered in blood.
Something is very wrong with him.
The two rushed to the hospital.
He Mohua woke up and started to go crazy. He pulled out the IV tube, ran barefoot to the door, and shouted Tian Xiaoya's name.
"Tian Xiaoya! Come out! Come out here!!"
This scene was captured by paparazzi, making the rumors even more outrageous.
[Shocking! A former movie star was dumped and developed a mental illness, shouting and screaming in the hospital]
Breaking news! Breaking news! Breaking news! The mystery girlfriend is actually Tian Xiaoya, who has a lot of scandals!
...
Hu Biao had no interest in dealing with the marketing accounts. He slapped He Mohua unconscious and dragged him back to the villa. He tried many methods, but none of them worked.
He Mohua became increasingly manic, constantly shouting that he was looking for Tian Xiaoya; something was definitely wrong.
Just as Hu Biao was about to notify the He family, Su Zikun arrived. Upon seeing the situation, he immediately said something was amiss and rushed to the antique street to find Master Lin.
Unfortunately, Master Lin was not at the Divine Calculation Hall, and we have waited until now.
Hu Biao took out a white envelope from the drawer. "Master Lin, this is a gift from Tian Xiaoya."
Lin Xi glanced at it, "The smell of blood."
Hu Biao sniffed hard. "No."
Lin Xi instructed, "Drop it on the ground."
“Yes, Master.” Hu Biao obediently did as instructed.
Lin Xi lifted her foot and stepped on it.
The white envelope instantly changed; blood, from who-knows-where, stained the paper and emitted a foul stench.
Lin Xi had anticipated this, and she skillfully took out a refreshing talisman and stuck it on her body. The faint lemon scent dispelled the stench.
Sorcerers love to concoct smelly, ghostly things; these kinds of talismans are truly brilliant inventions, always in handy.
Hu Biao was in trouble; he accidentally swallowed a mouthful and vomited violently while hugging the trash can.
Jiang Ji turned around and pinched her nose, trying her best to suppress the urge to vomit.
My sister is here; I can't embarrass myself.
Su Zikun recently caught a cold and had a stuffy nose, so the foul smell he could smell had faded considerably, and he was perfectly fine.
Thank you for the cold, thank you for rhinitis.
He patted Hu Biao's back frantically, "Brother Biao, why don't you go outside and throw up?"
Hu Biao took a moment to reply, "It's alright, saving He Mohua is the priority."
Su Zikun gave him an extra trash can, held his breath, squatted down, and carefully examined the things on the ground.
The envelope turned dark red, with densely packed blood clots evenly distributed, slightly bulging in the middle, as if something was pressing down underneath.
Su Zikun picked up a pair of chopsticks, moved the red envelope aside, and a dry piece of wood was revealed.
"Wood?" Su Zikun asked in confusion. "Master Lin, what is this?"
Lin Xi explained, "The Peach Blossom Curse is a kind of evil magic."
“Using peach wood as a medium and casting a spell with one’s heart’s blood, the person under the spell will fall head over heels in love with the person who cast the spell, and will go mad if they cannot see the person.”
Su Zikun understood. "Tian Xiaoya used her heart's blood to cast a spell. When her uncle touched the envelope, he was under the spell and fell madly in love with her."
“That’s right.” Lin Xi nodded. “However, this kind of evil magic has a drawback: a curse must be cast every three months. The person who casts the curse will eventually die from excessive blood loss, and the person who is cursed will go insane and die within a year.”
Su Zikun's cursing was extremely vulgar, starting with the most offensive phrases: "Fuck! *&*@￥#艹!!"
"Tian Xiaoya wants to harm her uncle! What worries or grudges do they have?"
My uncle doesn't like to communicate with people and often stays alone in his room. Whenever he goes out to participate in a few activities, he immediately returns home.
As a result, he was harmed like this.
Su Zikun looked at the man on the bed, his heart filled with worry, "Master Lin, what's wrong with my uncle now...?"
"It's alright, I'm here." Lin Xi tossed down a fire talisman.
A flame erupted from the ground, instantly turning the bright red envelope and withered branches to ashes.
He Mohua frowned deeply and unconsciously shouted, "No, no, you can't burn it!!"
He trembled violently, sat up with his eyes closed, and his mouth opened and closed rhythmically, like a robot whose program had malfunctioned.
"Tian Xiaoya, Tian Xiaoya..."
This scene was a bit eerie. Su Zikun took a step back. "Master, is my uncle dead or alive?"
"To remove the aftereffects of the Peach Blossom Curse." Lin Xi took out silver needles from her small bag. "One needle and you'll be wide awake immediately."
She pulled out the longest needle and inserted it into the acupoint on He Mohua's arm.
His expression was indifferent, his technique was skillful and efficient, as if he had done it hundreds of times, more skillfully than someone who had killed fish at RT-Mart for ten years.
Su Zikun and Hu Biao were both shocked; the master actually knew traditional Chinese medicine.
Will the person be alright if such a long needle is inserted?
Jiang Ji, however, was focused on the other side.
I know my younger sister can tell fortunes, fight, and practice traditional Chinese medicine. She's only twenty years old, and she must have suffered a lot to learn so many things.
A deep sense of guilt rose in Jiang Ji's heart. If only he had found his sister sooner.
No one noticed his change in mood. Su Zikun and Hu Biao stared intently at He Mohua, praying that he was alright.
The man on the bed slowly woke up. The first thing he saw when he saw the extremely long silver needles startled him, and he instinctively shrank back.
Lin Xi shouted, "Don't move!"
She calmly withdrew the silver needles, carefully disinfected them, and put them back in her small bag.
He Mohua froze on the spot, opened his mouth, and then reorganized his words, "Miss, who are you? Why have you barged into my residence?"
His tone and wording were just like those of an ancient person. Lin Xi was full of questions. Had he just punctured the wrong acupoint?
She asked, "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
He Mohua nodded, seemingly understanding, "I see. You're the doctor that Little Mustache invited, but why are you... a female doctor?!"
His face was filled with terror. He pulled the blanket over his head, his voice trembling visibly, "Young lady, men and women should not touch each other. Please leave immediately! Leave immediately!"
This made her seem like a tyrant forcing respectable men into marriage, and Lin Xi sighed deeply.
Did He Mohua time travel? Or did she cause harm to someone?
How do you get compensation if your brain is damaged during medical treatment?
Hu Biao coughed heavily. "Ahem, Master, please forgive him. He's probably still in the middle of a play, so he speaks in a very old-fashioned way. He'll be fine tomorrow or the day after."
Su Zikun added, "Master, my uncle is often like this. When he's writing songs, he'll be lost in thought all day. When he's acting, his mind travels through different eras."
He had seen different versions of his uncle: a young general, an ancient emperor, a cool and aloof professor, a dashing scholar, a flamboyant male model...
Each time it's a different kind of shock, I'm used to it by now.
This secret was known only to him and Hu Biao, but now there are two more people involved.
Su Zikun scratched his head. "Master Lin, Jiang Ji, please keep this a secret, otherwise the marketing account's performance this year will be off the charts."
Jiang Ji spoke up: "I am well aware of the power of marketing accounts."
Lin Xi gave an OK sign, "No problem."
Su Zikun pulled back the covers and shouted, "Uncle, wake up!"
"Ah!" He Mohua screamed, scrambling barefoot off the bed, his face full of anger. "An enemy spy, how dare she use a honey trap to bewitch me! Her intentions are truly wicked!"
He waved his hand dismissively, "Little mustache, drag him away and behead him!"
Su Zikun: "..."
Uncle, what's going on here?
He's not a woman!
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