Horror Camgirl - Ch. 55: Taking Action to Save a Person
I said, "This illness can't be cured in the hospital; you're just delaying the condition."
The tall man was taken aback and asked, "Do you know what this illness is?"
I stepped forward, grabbed the old man's arm, rolled up his sleeve, and saw a ghostly face appearing on his bicep, as vivid as a tattoo.
This was the ghost curse mentioned in True Lord Zhengyang's pamphlet!
It's a very ancient spell specifically used for assassinating nobility. Is there really someone who still practices this spell?
The girl pushed me again, angrily saying, "What are you doing? My grandfather has a special status; who do you think you are to touch him?"
I glanced at her with displeasure. This spell pamphlet documented ways to break the curse, but they clearly didn't trust me, so why should I make things uncomfortable for myself?
I turned away.
"Please wait a moment," the tall man suddenly said. "If you know what this illness is, please tell me. After all, it concerns an old man's life."
I hesitated. If I didn’t help, I wouldn’t be able to ease my conscience, but if I did help, given Wei Ran's previous experience, I had some genuine worries.
"Brother, why are you asking her?" the girl said displeased. "She’s not a doctor; let's hurry to the hospital."
The tall man replied, "Going to the hospital is useless."
He looked at me again and said, "Madam, do you really want to watch a poor old man die in front of you?"
I sighed in resignation; my heart was too soft. This is an illness that needs treatment.
I said, "First, let the old man down so I can take a look."
The man placed the old man on a bench by the roadside. I rolled up the old man’s pants and found another ghostly face on his calf.
"What are you doing?" a cool female voice came from behind. I turned around to see a tall beauty in high heels walking briskly towards us. Her makeup was exquisite, and her figure slim; although she wasn't young anymore, she looked well-maintained, appearing to be only in her thirties.
"Mom," Tingting jumped up and said, "Grandpa is sick again. Brother doesn’t know what’s going on; he doesn’t want to take him to the hospital but wants this person to treat Grandpa. Who knows where this charlatan came from?"
The tall beauty frowned and said, "Xu, you are too reckless. We should quickly take the old man to the hospital."
Xu replied, "Aunt, you know how Grandpa is; let’s first hear what she has to say."
Tingting snorted, "Even the experts from America couldn't figure it out; how could she? Don’t make me laugh!"
The tall woman also said with a stern face, "Madam, my father’s status is special. I advise you to be careful with your words. If you intend to spout nonsense for money, I’m sorry to say you will spend the rest of your life in prison."
I felt very displeased and replied coldly, "I am trying to help your family’s old man. If you’re not grateful, that’s one thing, but how can you speak to me like this? If that’s the case, I won’t treat him. You can go back and prepare for his funeral."
With that, I turned to leave.
Tingting, furious, pointed at me and cursed, "You think we’re easy to fool, so you’re saying this on purpose? Trying to use this as an excuse to escape? A con artist is a con artist; you're still acting!"
I took a deep breath. If I didn’t show my abilities today, I might really be mistaken for a fraud.
I turned back and said, "Old man, has this illness been going on for over three years?"
All three of them were startled.
Tingting said, "I didn't expect this fraud to know my grandfather's condition! Tell me, what exactly is your purpose?"
I continued, "At first, the old man only experienced weakness in his limbs and excessive sleepiness. Later, it gradually developed into angina, but the hospital couldn’t find any heart disease. Eventually, he would experience heart pain, fainting, and convulsions; the skin on his face would turn as black as a pot bottom. Am I right?"
The three of them were even more astonished; everything I said was correct.
Tingting then said, "Could it be that we have a spy in our family? Mom, we need to investigate this properly when we get back; see who is so audacious!"
Without saying another word, I approached the old man and injected a thread of Spiritual Energy into him. The blackness on his face faded significantly, and his breathing became more stable.
At this point, Tingting was left speechless, staring at me in disbelief.
The tall woman immediately softened and said, "Madam, please don’t leave. I apologize for not recognizing the situation earlier; please forgive me."
Xu also said, "Madam, saving a life is more valuable than building a seven-story pagoda. My grandfather's life is in your hands."
As he spoke, he performed a Martial Artist's salute. Although I didn't understand it, I could tell it was quite respectful.
Sigh. Fine, I’ll consider it an act of kindness for the day and earn some good karma for the younger generation.
I took out some Cinnabar, bit my finger to draw blood, mixed it with the Cinnabar, and then drew talismans on the old man's forehead, chest, and limbs.
I pressed down on his back, injecting more Spiritual Energy into his body, and the talismans all lit up.
The old man suddenly opened his eyes wide and gasped. A thick, black mist burst from his mouth, filling the air with a nauseating odor.
The old man’s body arched suddenly, and he vomited a large amount of material.
What he expelled was a heap of snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
The tall woman pulled Tingting back a step, covering her mouth and nose, saying, "When will the old man wake up?"
"In two or three hours," I replied. "I have removed most of the ghost curse from his body; the rest needs medicinal cuisine to restore balance. He should be taken back to his room."
The blackness on the old man's face had gradually disappeared, returning to a healthy color. Xu carried him back to the room.
It was then that I learned the girl's name was Wei Tingting, and her mother was Wei Sushu. The old man only had these two daughters, hoping to find a son-in-law to inherit his family business.
But Xu's mother had a significant other, who was also an only child, and was unwilling to have a son-in-law, so she had to marry down.
As for Aunt Wei Sushu, she had a son-in-law and gave birth to Wei Tingting. She followed her grandfather's surname Wei and called him Grandpa instead of using "maternal grandfather."
Once inside the room, I said, "The old man isn’t sick."
Everyone around looked at me in disbelief. Wei Tingting, still unwilling, asked, "If it's not an illness, then what is it?"
I said, "The old man has fallen victim to a ghost curse."
Wei Tingting burst into laughter, "What era are we in? Ghost curses? You really are a charlatan pretending to be mysterious."
I ignored her and continued, "This ghost curse was specifically used in ancient times to assassinate the powerful and influential. Normally, it could kill a person within three days, but it was intentionally prolonged for several years. The intent was to let the old man experience enough suffering before dying."
Wei Tingting scoffed, "What evidence do you have? Grandpa hasn't woken up yet."
I rolled up the old man's sleeves and pants and said, "Look."
Everyone looked, and the ghostly face had become very faint; if not looked at closely, it was almost undetectable.
Wei Sushu was speechless in shock. After all, she had tried every possible way, consulting countless famous doctors, well-known medicines, and even inviting several famous masters, but these people were helpless against this illness. Some had even directly said, "Prepare for the funeral."
There had once been a wandering Taoist who mentioned that this illness was caused by someone else's malice; the limbs would sprout black ghostly faces, and when all four faces appeared, it would mean death.
Wei Sushu examined me from head to toe, wondering if what I said was true.
Xu said, "Thank you, Madam, but how should we proceed with the follow-up treatment?"
I pondered for a moment and said, "I will first prepare a medicinal cuisine for the old man, then I will give you a recipe. You can follow it for about ten days or half a month; it should be fine."
Wei Tingting initially wanted to retort, but Wei Sushu quickly said, "Thank you very much."
She arranged to borrow a kitchen from the hotel. I made a lamb stew with radishes. The old man had been tormented by the ghost curse, suffering from years of Yin Qi accumulation, and eating lamb would help replenish his Yang Energy.
While washing the ingredients, I used Spiritual Energy to cleanse them, so the lamb and radishes were exceptionally fragrant and delicious, with a tiny bit of Spiritual Energy infused, ensuring the ghost curse would be expelled quickly.
When the lamb dish was ready, the aroma filled the air, and hotel chefs gathered around, marveling. Wei Sushu and her daughter both looked amazed, and even some passing guests came to inquire about the dish, wanting to order it.
Wei Tingting whispered, "Isn't it just cooking? What's there to show off about?"
Wei Sushu shot her a glare, and she looked aggrieved.
At this moment, Old Master Wei had woken up and was looking much better. When I brought in the medicinal cuisine, he sniffed and his eyes lit up, saying, "What smells so good?"
I brought over the lamb soup. Old Master Wei picked up a spoon and devoured it as if he hadn't eaten in days. His complexion grew redder, and he appeared more invigorated.
"This lamb soup is made by whom?" Old Master Wei asked. "I've lived over sixty years, and this is the first time I've had such delicious lamb soup."
Wei Sushu quickly replied, "Dad, this is Madam Yuan who prepared this medicinal cuisine for you, and she also dispelled the ghost curse on you."
Old Master Wei looked up, sizing me up. Xu added, "Grandpa, this Madam Yuan is also a Dark Strength Martial Artist."
Old Master Wei’s demeanor became serious as he got out of bed. Xu originally wanted to help him, but the old man pushed him away, saying, "I'm fine now; I don't need assistance."
He said, "Madam Yuan, come, please sit."
I sat down on the sofa, and he marveled, "Madam Yuan has become a Dark Strength Martial Artist at such a young age; truly impressive."
I smiled noncommittally and said, "You're too kind, Old Master Wei."
Old Master Wei exchanged a look with Wei Sushu, who immediately handed me a bank card, saying, "Madam Yuan, this is a one-million reward; please accept it."
I took it and put it in my pocket, feeling it was well-deserved.
Wei Tingting rolled her eyes, thinking, what’s so special about you? Aren't you just after money?
I asked, "Old Master Wei, how did you come to be afflicted with this ghost curse? Is it convenient for you to share?"
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