An eye for an eye 782

feel sorry for him."Have the special department investigate this child's background," Mrs. Lin said.We were stunned, looking at Mrs. Lin, whose gaze was fixed on my brother.My brother stammered, "You...Two heads bumped together, and the cold air around them dissipated considerably.

What kind of magic is this I peeked at the hem of his clothes.

He crouched down beside me and took out a string of beads from his sachet.

It's black, like dried-up soil, and there's a layer of stickiness to it. What is this thing

He thrust it into my hands impatiently and said, “This contains something important that can keep most venomous creatures away from you. The female gu has just been laid in your body, it’s not strong yet. You have to protect it well. Wear it. If you lose it, the female gu will sense danger and fight back desperately. In that case, the one who suffers will be you.”

Alright, alright, whether it's charcoal or black soil, as long as it keeps me alive. At least let me get back home to settle my affairs. Don't die here in this godforsaken place.

But—

"There's a vengeful spirit on this, you know Wouldn't wearing it be like courting death" I watched as he forced the bracelet onto my wrist.

Mu Wanchen said in an unkind tone, "The vengeful spirit is restricted by a forbidden spell. After you kowtowed, she can't do anything except frighten you... Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid.

Now whenever someone says these two words to me, I just want to cry in their arms.

What kind of place, what kind of man, what kind of Gu poison...

I sniffed and said in a low voice, “What scares me the most is you! Who wants you to say insincere things like 'don't be afraid' You took advantage of me and put a curse on me. Can you let me go home now I'm afraid my father will go crazy with worry…”

"Whoa—" He just opened his mouth, and two people in strange clothes rushed out of the cave opening in the distance.

A middle-aged couple, holding a child, ran towards here crying.

"Master, Great Shaman! Help me…" The woman ran, staggering.

Two guards shouted at them, “Silence in the temple!”

The middle-aged man and woman only bit their lips, running all the way to the steps before suddenly kneeling down and hugging the child in their arms, crying: "Great Shaman, please save us! Our child doesn't know what they ate, and they suddenly fell unconscious!"

I huddled to the side, stealing a glance at the masked man.

Others call him the Witch King, so what is he, the priest of this place

Mu Wanchen checked the child over and asked, "It doesn't look like a venomous snakebite... What did he eat"

After a moment of pondering, the middle-aged woman said, "The child's parents are down by the river guarding the temple gate, and we were busy clearing away the rubble. The child was home looking for something to eat. There isn't anything dangerous in the house..."

Mù Wǎn Chén reached out and opened the child's mouth, his other finger tapping lightly above their lips. A tiny, almost invisible speck of powder fell into the child's mouth.

His fingernails concealed medicine.

I felt a chill go down my spine— I'd heard that people who raise蠱 were experts in poisons and drugs, even hiding them in their hair and fingernails. I thought it was just a legend, but now I know it's true.

This powder can temporarily suppress the toxins in the body. Go find Lianlong and have him take a look. If it's not a venomous curse, I won't be able to save much. He spoke in a low voice.

The women, holding their children and weeping, nodded their heads. Hope flickered in their eyes as they bowed to Mu Wanchen in gratitude, then rose to their feet, brimming with thanks.

I've seen too much.

I've seen too many pleading eyes like this.

When everyone comes to my house seeking help, they all have such devout eyes.

"I couldn't bear to speak, "…Don't bring it back. Delaying will cost you your life."

He spoke softly, but everyone heard him.

The middle-aged man and woman, who looked like the child's grandparents, immediately shouted at me, “What nonsense are you spouting! The Shaman King has already given us an antidote powder! When Lord Lianlong arrives, we'll be saved!”

Um… I’m not trying to challenge the authority of the Witch King and Lord Lianlong. I'm just stating the facts.

"You look closely, this child's face is turning blue and purple, clearly his blood oxygen saturation is insufficient. Delaying treatment will result in death. Quickly make him vomit, then administer the antidote." I whispered.

They looked at me with suspicious eyes: “Really Don’t lie to us…”

"What am I tricking you guys for I don't even know you! I'm barely keeping myself afloat, and you suspect me after I try to help Am I crazy!" I shouted angrily.

A middle-aged man and woman looked at Mu Wanchen helplessly, as if seeking his opinion.

Mu Wanchen pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Make him vomit."

The middle-aged woman immediately carried the child out of the cave, and she didn't know what kind of herbs she ignited and smoked into the child's nose and throat. Soon, the child coughed up a mouthful of something.

I fished out a small stick and poked at the stuff that came up. There were leaves, dissolved green vegetables and broccoli, and a small piece of something dark bluish-black.

"This is a common case of acute poisoning in disaster areas," I told them. "Spoiled vegetables, cruciferous vegetables plus pickled vegetables that haven't been pickled for long, eating these can cause acute poisoning, especially children with weak resistance."

Mu Wanchen's voice faltered, and he asked, "Can you cure it"

Nonsense, I'm just here to support the disaster area... a barefoot doctor, right

After all, I don't have any certificates and I'm still a student. It feels dishonest to call myself a doctor.

At home, I always do the chores for my father and sister. I don't know what got into my father, insisting that I come here to "volunteer," saying it's about training me and accumulating good karma.

The result of the training reached an unknown village.

He kept waiting for my answer. I said, in a bad mood, “Of course I will. If I couldn’t do anything, I wouldn’t come to save ghosts, would I But I don’t know where I put my medical kit…”

Mu Wanchen turned his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Come here—"

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