The young man standing nearby looked at me strangely as he saw me taking over the place.
He knew that Doctor Sun had an eccentric temper, so when he saw that Doctor Sun looked displeased, he didn't hesitate to slap himself hard several times.
It wasn't that he wasn't afraid of pain, he just hoped that Dr. Sun wouldn't be angry.
And so I just plopped Dr. Sun aside, and Dr. Sun didn't show any displeasure or anger at having his authority challenged. He just watched my performance.
The young man scratched his head, puzzled. Had he seen it wrong?
I ignored the fact that this play featured many young people.
Something's wrong with this old lady. She's probably not being haunted by a ghost, but rather being harmed by someone.
"How long has your spouse been gone?" I asked.
"It's been three years,"
The old lady said weakly,
“He was very well-behaved for the past few years, but these past few days he's been coming to see me every day, saying it's cold downstairs and asking me to bring him some clothes,”
“I burned paper money for him, as well as warm clothes, a house, and even a stove for him, but he still comes to me every night saying he’s so cold.”
I gently held the old lady's wrist and felt her pulse.
A weak and floating pulse is indeed a sign of being disturbed by Yin energy.
But what caught my attention even more was an inconspicuous red dot on the second joint of her middle finger, as if it had been pricked by something.
"Have you had any religious rites performed recently?" I asked the young man, my tone incredibly certain.
The young man paused for a moment, no longer regarding me as a peer, and said in a respectful tone:
"How did you know? Last week we hired a Taoist priest to perform a ritual for Grandpa, saying it would protect the family's safety,"
"Did that Taoist priest take your grandmother's blood?" I pointed to the red dot on the old lady's finger.
“Yes, he said it requires the blood of a close relative to perform the ritual,” the young man’s face began to turn pale, realizing something was wrong.
Before we asked the Taoist priest to perform the ritual, everything seemed fine at home. But ever since the ritual was performed, it seems that Grandpa's vengeful spirit has been haunting Grandma.
No, that thing haunting Grandma isn't Grandpa's vengeful spirit at all; it's some kind of demon or monster summoned by that Taoist priest.
The young man suddenly realized what was happening, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes.
I sighed: "You've been deceived. That wasn't a ritual to protect the house at all, but an evil spell to borrow the lifespan of the dead. It takes the blood of the living and uses the name of the dead to transfer your grandmother's lifespan to someone else."
"That's why your grandmother has been feeling lately that your deceased grandfather is looking for her, because her lifespan is coming to an end and she's about to pass away."
Upon hearing this, the old man hurriedly took out an antique bronze mirror and shone it on the old woman.
The sight reflected in the mirror made us all gasp in horror.
The old woman's soul had cracked, like a piece of shattered porcelain.
"What a vicious method!" the old man roared. "This is a death wish!"
"Luckily we arrived early, there's still hope." I took out the three-edged bone needle I always carry and looked at the young man.
"Young man, are you afraid of pain?"
"I'm not afraid."
The young man gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and offered his entire arm.
"This kid's pretty smart," I nodded approvingly, then stabbed the three-edged bone needle into his fingertip without hesitation.
I took a drop of blood from his fingertip and dripped it onto the old lady's forehead. As soon as the blood touched her, it made a soft "sizzling" sound and emitted a wisp of blue smoke.
"This is," Doctor Sun leaned closer to examine it, "breaking the curse with blood?"
"That's right. That Taoist priest isn't very skilled. His evil magic can be easily broken with the blood of a close relative. But you need to be extra careful in the future, and if you can find that Taoist priest, you should still settle accounts with him."
I looked at the young man and gave him some instructions.
These young people are well-mannered and dressed in designer brands, so their families are probably quite wealthy. No wonder they were targeted by that Taoist priest.
"Master, thank you so much. How can I repay you? Is 100,000 yuan enough?"
Sure enough, they're rich; they just threw out 100,000.
I nodded at him.
"That's enough. It's good that you mean it. You can give the money directly to Dr. Sun as his consultation fee."
"Ah, Master, do you also have intractable diseases?"
The young man immediately asked with a concerned look.
"I'm fine, it's just a minor ailment, anemia. I'll have a master treat me, and I'll be fine. You should take the old man away first, the yin energy here is a bit heavy, it's not good for the old man."
I waved my hand, signaling them to leave.
The young man nodded eagerly; he also wanted to take his grandmother home to rest.
However, leaving like that just now made him seem a bit heartless.
After this little incident, Dr. Sun clearly found me much more agreeable.
"You're quite the smooth operator, young man. Although I'm not short of money."
"Alright, alright, let me see the doctor first."
I rolled my eyes at the old man for speaking so arrogantly. He laughed and gestured for me to sit down, then carefully examined my face.
He made me stick out my tongue and then opened my lower eyelids to examine it.
"Pale tongue with a white coating, pale eyelids," Dr. Sun mused.
"You have a typical case of qi and blood deficiency, but it is actually much more complicated than normal anemia."
His strong, calloused hands touched my pulse. He closed his eyes and concentrated on taking my pulse for a long time, then suddenly opened them:
Have you been feeling dizzy and weak lately, and occasionally experiencing heart palpitations?
I nodded, and couldn't help but add:
"More than that, I used to be in great spirits, but now I sometimes feel dizzy."
"That's right," Dr. Sun explained.
"Ordinary anemia is mostly caused by a weak spleen and stomach, resulting in insufficient production of vital substances. But yours is due to excessive depletion of essence and blood, which has already damaged the root cause."
He got up and took a packet of medicinal herbs from the medicine cabinet:
"I'll prescribe you a modified Gui Pi Tang formula. Astragalus and Codonopsis pilosula in the formula replenish Qi, Angelica sinensis and Rehmannia glutinosa nourish blood, and donkey-hide gelatin is added to nourish Yin and replenish blood."
While preparing the medicine, he instructed, "This medicine should be simmered over a low flame. Take one dose daily, divided into two warm servings. Avoid raw and cold foods while taking this medicine, and make sure to get plenty of rest."
“Most importantly,” Doctor Sun said solemnly, “you should avoid using your essence and blood in the near future. Your current blood and qi levels are almost at a dangerous level.”
I took the medicinal herbs and gave a wry smile:
"Dr. Sun, one's fate is often beyond one's control when it comes to life. But thank you anyway."
“No problem. Now take your pants off too and lie down.”
The old man patted the small bed in his inner room.
I looked at him with some suspicion. Could this old man have some kind of unusual fetish?
I should have brought Li Huai along. He owes me a life, and I'm sure he'd be happy to repay it for me.
"What are you waiting for? Go upstairs, I'll give you acupuncture. Taking medicine alone is too slow to be effective."
The old man urged impatiently.
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