Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1212 - 219_3

Li Zhiyuan stood up and went downstairs.

Run Sheng and Yin Meng, who were busy on the first floor, put down their work and looked at Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan waved his hand at them, indicating they didn't need to follow for now.

If it was just a simple visit to the sick, he could handle it by himself.

Li Sanjiang rode a tricycle, taking Li Zhiyuan to the health clinic in Shigang Town.

Si Yuan Village, located in Shinan Town, also had its own health clinic, but it was very small, like a medical office in a college, so whenever there was a serious illness, the nearby villagers would go to Shigang Town.

"Grandmaster, what's wrong with Grandma Liu?"

"I don't know, her neighbor said she vomited blood at night and was rushed to the health clinic. It's been two days, and there was no one at home when I went."

Li Sanjiang and Liu Xiazi had been friends for many years, after all, they were in the same line of work and often introduced business to each other.

Emotionally and rationally, he had to go see, and as for bringing Little Yuanhou, it was because Li Sanjiang knew that Liu Xiazi had once helped Little Yuanhou exorcise evil and break bad luck. If Liu Xiazi was really dying, Little Yuanhou should also see her one last time.

After arriving at the health clinic, Li Sanjiang inquired and found the ward where Liu Xiazi was staying.

As soon as he pushed the door open and before he could greet anyone, he saw Liu Jinxia lying on the hospital bed beginning to convulse, her head tilting to the side of the bed:

"Ugh!"

The reddish stuff kept vomiting out.

Xiang Hou was prepared, catching it with a spittoon.

When Liu Xiazi stopped vomiting and lay back on the bed with her eyes half-closed, Xiang Hou stood up, planning to dispose of the dirty contents of the spittoon.

Then, she saw Li Sanjiang and Li Zhiyuan standing at the door.

"Uncle Sanjiang, you're here."

Li Sanjiang looked at the red in the spittoon, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your mom..."

Even if it was a young and strong person vomiting blood like this, it would be bad, let alone an elderly person.

Xiang Hou led Li Sanjiang out of the ward to talk and informed him of the doctor's diagnosis.

Li Zhiyuan didn't go outside but walked towards the bed.

He had just seen Liu Jinxia's vomiting; it was red, but not all blood, just tinged with it. However, this situation was quite severe.

Liu Jinxia had already lost consciousness, with an IV, her eyes half-open and half-closed.

Li Zhiyuan reached out, opened her eyelid, and then took her pulse.

The pulse was strong.

But the interruptions were obvious, like a wild horse that could break free at any time.

If it were a normal physical illness, even Li Zhiyuan would be at a loss, able only to rely on the doctors.

So far, Li Zhiyuan hadn't sensed any abnormal aura left on Liu Jinxia, but he still wanted to do a final test, just in case, intending to use the most foolproof traditional method.

Li Zhiyuan took out a piece of talisman paper, pinched it, letting it slide from Liu Jinxia's forehead to her ankle and then back up.

The talisman paper ignited during the retraction, instantly turning into blue smoke.

The smoke, which should have dispersed, hovered above Liu Jinxia's abdomen, forming wave patterns.

Li Zhiyuan reached out and dispersed the smoke.

It seems there is something wrong, in the abdomen area.

Hidden quite deep, it even avoided my eyes.

Li Zhiyuan lifted Liu Jinxia's clothes, placed his left hand's palm on the old woman's abdomen, and applied slight force, pressing down.

Then, Li Zhiyuan started "Walking Yin."

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

In Li Zhiyuan's vision, a dark brown shadow finally appeared. The shadow seemed to sense someone probing it, immediately raising its head to reveal a single eye.

This is a curse.

Shizhuo Zhao, whom I once annihilated, was adept at using spells.

Li Zhiyuan's right palm seeped with a fog of blood, planning to forcibly break the curse, but as if being stimulated, the grotesque entity with the single eye began to tremble violently, causing Liu Jinxia, who had just vomited blood, to convulse again.

This curse cannot be forcibly broken.

If the same curse fell on Run Sheng or Lin Shuyou, with a little more intense methods, they could withstand it.

But on Liu Jinxia, before I could break the curse, she would die first.

Li Zhiyuan retracted his hand, the blood mist in his right hand withdrew, bent down, and picked up a plastic basin placed under the bed.

While he was doing all these, outside the ward, Xiang Hou was telling Grandmaster about her mother's condition, along with the doctor who was supposed to come for rounds, also stopped by Li Sanjiang for inquiry.

At this point, hearing the sound coming from inside, Xiang Hou and the doctor both came in.

Aunt Xiang Hou snatched the plastic basin from Li Zhiyuan's hand: "Little Yuanhou, back away, it's dirty."

She used her body to shove Li Zhiyuan away, going herself to catch the vomit from her mother.

After vomiting once more, Liu Jinxia suddenly seemed much better, a flush appearing on her previously pale face.

"Where is Cui Cui?"

"Cui Cui is at school, she'll come after school."

"Oh."

Liu Jinxia's gaze shifted behind her daughter: "Marquis Sanjiang!"

"Yes," Li Sanjiang answered, "Since I got back from Beijing, I looked for you immediately, wanting to show off, didn't expect you, old blind one, to dodge me by staying in the health clinic."

Liu Jinxia "humphed": "What's wrong, not letting you show off. What's there to be proud of? When my Cui Cui gets into a university in Beijing, I too will visit Beijing."

"Alright, alright, you're great."

The doctor went over to examine, first comforting Liu Jinxia saying her condition was improving, and then gestured to Xiang Hou to come out, asking if the patient's family wanted to advance discharge and go home.

Even in the countryside, when facing such a situation, elders in the city also wish to die at home.