1810: C1810 Treatment

C1810 Treatment

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, the Pan sisters widened their eyes in shock.

"If there really is someone underneath the trash heap, would they not live long?" Pana asked.

Zhou Yi shook his head, "That may not be the case."

As the sound of his voice faded, he suddenly struck a palm towards those trash.

In the blink of an eye, the pile of trash, which was originally the height of two men, was blown up into the air.

In the midst of the Pan sisters' cries of alarm, trash fell from the sky.

However, unexpectedly, the trash that made them feel fear did not directly land on their bodies. Instead, it split into two groups in the air and landed not too far away from them.

The location of the pile of rubbish had already been exposed.

A man was half-kneeling in the garbage.

"Ah!" It really is that man. " Pan Na was obviously frightened. She no longer had her previous anger and instead kept hiding behind Pan Yu.

The Pan sisters didn't dare to step forward, while Zhou Yi walked towards that man.

The man kept spitting out blood.

Ye Zichen lowered his head. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to live much longer.

"You all..."

After the man heard Zhou Yi's footsteps, he raised his head and looked at the three people in front of him.

He kept saying something, and at the same time, blood kept spitting out from his mouth.

"Dr. Zhou, what is he saying? You have to be careful." Pan Yu whispered from behind Zhou Yi.

He was afraid that if he were to speak too loudly, he would provoke that person.

Zhou Yi nodded.

At this moment, he was already in front of the man. He raised his hand and a stream of energy instantly entered his body.

A trace of clarity appeared in the originally murky eyes of the man.

Through Zhou Yi's investigation, he found out that the man's internal organs had already rotted beyond recognition. It was a miracle that he was able to survive until now.

Even if they wanted to save him, they would be unable to do so.

However, there was still a way to restore his temporarily clear mind.

"Mr. Divine Inscription, what happened to those willow trees you carved before?" Zhou Yi quickly said.

The man raised his head and glanced at Zhou Yi, then his gaze landed on the distant Pan Na.

"These are all my miracles. Haha, I want to carve all of the willow tree patterns onto the bodies of everyone in the Hua Country. This is a great cause, I have never regretted it."

"He is just like a monument. My name will forever be engraved on it, and it will be forever engraved by the Mo Bai of the future generations."

Zhou Yi frowned. At one point, he suspected that this person's mind had not returned to normal yet.

Thus, he raised his hand, wanting to examine it.

However, before his hand could touch the man's body, the man's eyes widened and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his head drooped down.

"He died just like that?" Pan Yu looked at the man's corpse and asked in surprise.

Zhou Yi waved his hand and the man's body disappeared.

"Let's go!" This matter is not that simple. " Zhou Yi said.

"What about my sister?" Pan Yu was also worried.

Zhou Yi nodded, "Don't worry, I've already figured out where this thing came from. We will remove it from your sister's body when we go back."

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, the two of them finally calmed down.

The three of them returned to the hospital. After Elder Dean found them a ward, Zhou Yi began his treatment.

Actually, this thing was very easy to treat. Zhou Yi only needed to use the energy in his body to forcefully pull out the thing in her body.

However, for her safety, Zhou Yi still used the method from the tattooist's memory.

That was using cinnabar and black dog blood, and then using silver needles to touch it, and then inserting it back into the picture of the willow tree.

However, Zhou Yi didn't completely use that man's method. He just chose cinnabar and combined it with the energy in his body.

"It might hurt. Please bear with it." Zhou Yi instructed.

Pan Yu asked, "Can't you take anesthetic?"

Zhou Yi shook his head, "No. If Miss Pan uses the anesthetic, she will lose the feeling of her leg. By then, everything inside will be dirty, leaving behind some problems for her."

Hearing Zhou Yi say that, Pan Na immediately pulled Pan Yu away, "Sis, it's fine. Now, don't mention just making me hurt a little, I can even bear to cut off a piece of flesh from my body. I really don't want to experience the suffocating feeling that thing gives me anymore."

Pan Yu's heart ached a little as she hugged her little sister in her arms. "Alright then. I'll hug you. If you really do feel pain, then grab me!"

After getting ready, Zhou Yi directly injected the needle.

The pain was tolerable, and what hurt was the tattoo on her leg.

From the tattooist's memories, Zhou Yi knew that the reason why this tattoo was so strange was because the raw material used by the tattooist was the blood of dead people.

Blood poured through the bayonet into Pana's body and took root there.

In the end, whether it was the aura of hatred or some sort of energy that came with it, the tattoo could undergo a substantial change at midnight. The energy then wrapped itself around Miss Pan's neck.

Right now, he had to slowly collect all of those things from the inside of his body and then dissolve them.

The energy was aware that danger would scurry around in her body, causing her endless pain. Meanwhile, Zhou Yi had used the energy from the silver needles to gradually decompose those things.

With each drop of his needle, the pattern on Pana's leg was slowly decreasing.

"If it hurts, just scream out." Pan Yu said in heartache.

Pan Na bit her lower lip tightly, not making a single sound.

Sweat had already soaked through her clothes. Bean-sized beads of sweat slowly dripped down her smooth and clean forehead.

She lightly shook her head. "It's alright. I can persevere. Moreover, the pain is getting weaker and weaker."

Pan Na opened her mouth weakly.

From her pale face, it could be seen that things were not as simple as she said.1

Zhou Yi's attitude towards Pan Na had improved a lot. He said, "That's right. We've dealt with nearly a third of the problem now. We'll continue to persevere!"

"Alright, don't worry. I'll persevere!" Pan Na forced out a smile before speaking.

Zhou Yi nodded and once again focused his attention on the willow tree pattern on her leg.

However, the more he thought about it, Zhou Yi found that the matter was not as simple as it seemed.

The design on her leg seemed to be hiding some sort of formation.

When the array was activated, it would take away all of Pan Na's luck.

If it was light, he would be injured, but if it was heavy, he would die!

Obviously, the tattooist did not know about this, so who designed it?

And for what purpose?

It didn't seem to be a simple matter of taking one's life.

It was more like a ritual or a secret art.

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