Horror Camgirl - Ch. 149: Black Spider Fruit
"I told you not to try it, but you insisted. Now you understand how serious it is, don’t you?" Another voice chimed in, "Did you think being a doctor is that easy?"
"Wait a minute," someone said. "Hasn't this kid's legs been without feeling for several years? How can he feel pain now?"
For a moment, the large street fell into complete silence.
Li Sheng’s face showed disbelief, while Old Lady Zhao’s face was full of excitement. She rushed forward and grabbed his hand: "Little Ao, your legs... Can you really feel something?"
As she spoke, she pinched his calf. Little Ao yelped and said, "Grandma, that hurts."
"It really hurts!" Old Lady Zhao was trembling. Her little grandson had been in a wheelchair for nearly three years, and there was a time when he had been burned without feeling anything. But now, today, he could feel pain.
She immediately felt that all the hardships she had gone through were worth it.
"This... how is this possible!" Li Sheng came over, took Little Ao’s hand, and checked his pulse carefully. He looked at me with a shocked expression. "What medicine did you use? The nerves in his legs were dead—why are they showing signs of recovery now?"
I smiled and said, "Dr. Li, you know in Traditional Chinese Medicine, it’s not customary to ask about the recipe."
Li Sheng’s face changed, showing both shame and frustration. He sighed, "I never imagined, after over sixty years of life and a lifetime of practicing medicine, that today I would lose to a young girl."
He didn’t say anything more, simply turned, and walked away.
The owner of Huimin Pavilion quickly chased after him, "Dr. Li, don’t leave! Wait!"
Old Lady Zhao knelt in front of me, exclaiming, "You are truly a miracle doctor! This old woman must bow to you!"
I waved my hand, "Please get up, ma'am. You’re shortening my lifespan by doing that! If you trust me, come back with me, and I promise I can heal your grandson."
"Alright, alright." Old Lady Zhao nodded excitedly, "Young lady, you truly are like a living Bodhisattva."
I had already asked the manager of Hui Zhen Pavilion to call a car for me. Quickly, I got both Old Lady Zhao and Little Ao into the vehicle.
Only then did the surrounding people come to their senses.
"She really is a miracle doctor!"
"Miracle doctor, please take a look at my condition!"
"Miracle doctor, don’t leave!"
I had the driver hit the gas and we sped away.
Actually, from the first moment I saw Little Ao, I realized his condition was due to poisoning.
He had been poisoned by the Black Spider Fruit.
Black Spider Fruit is a rare spiritual plant, resembling a cherry but with a creamy fragrance. It usually grows in deep forests and takes a hundred years to ripen.
It is an important ingredient for refining the Soul-Rising Pill. The Soul-Rising Pill can enhance a Taoist cultivator’s divine sense. Although it is only a Second Grade Elixir Pill, it is quite difficult to refine and has been precious throughout history.
However, it is extremely toxic.
If an ordinary person accidentally ingests it, the severe cases can die immediately. Little Ao's father ate the most of it and died quickly, while his mother ate less and managed to make it home. Little Ao had the smallest amount and was able to survive until today thanks to the Centenary Ginseng prolonging his life. Still, without meeting me, he wouldn’t have lasted more than a few days.
When I decided to visit the herbal medicine market today, it was on a whim. I hadn’t expected to come across Little Ao and hear about the Black Spider Fruit. I really do have extraordinary luck.
I didn’t take Little Ao back to my house. Instead, I brought both him and his grandmother to a luxury hotel, booked a suite, and prepared for an acupuncture detox session.
I asked him, "Little Ao, think carefully. Three years ago, when you went to the Northeast with your parents, did you eat any cherries?"
Little Ao thought about it for a while and nodded, "That day, my parents made a business deal and decided to take me into the mountains to see the snowy scenery. But we got lost in the forest, and our car broke down. I was really tired and thirsty, so my dad said he'd get some snow to melt into water for me to drink. After a while, he came back with a small bundle of cherries wrapped in a handkerchief."
His body was still weak, and he needed to rest every few minutes. "Mom asked where the cherries came from, and Dad said he had picked them in the forest. Mom didn’t believe him, she said, 'With this much snow, how could there be cherries?' But Dad said he had tried them and they weren’t poisonous. He even ate several. Later, Mom couldn't resist either and ate two or three, and she fed one to me. The cherries were so sweet."
Old Lady Zhao gasped, "Could it be that the cherries were poisonous?"
"Not only poisonous, but highly toxic," I said. "Little Ao, can you remember where you found those cherries?"
Little Ao nodded, "I remember. That was the last place I went with my mom and dad. I will never forget it."
At that point, tears began to well up in his eyes.
I patted his head and sighed, "Little Ao is a good kid. Your parents will be watching over us from heaven."
I asked him for details of the location, then instructed Old Lady Zhao to clean Little Ao, and had him lie on the bed wearing only his underwear. I took out the Golden Needles, my eyes narrowing in concentration. I pulled out a needle, flicked it with my finger, and it accurately pierced into the ** point on his forehead.
Old Lady Zhao watched with her heart pounding in fear, her hands clenched into tight fists, her nails digging into her palms.
Every needle I applied carried a trace of Spiritual Energy, and the Golden Needles began to tremble gently. One by one, the Golden Needles pierced into Little Ao's body. He gritted his teeth without making a sound. After suffering for three long years, this pain was nothing to him.
After I finished inserting all the Golden Needles, Little Ao's body began to turn red, and his eyes turned a frightening shade of red.
"Ah!" he let out a piercing scream, his whole body thrashing violently, like a fish out of water struggling on a cutting board.
Old Lady Zhao's heart ached, and she hurriedly said, "Madam Yuan, my grandson, he..."
"Don't worry," I said, "He's expelling toxins."
After struggling for a few minutes, he gradually calmed down, and bright red liquid started oozing from his pores.
Old Lady Zhao was startled. "Madam Yuan, why is Little Ao bleeding?"
"That's not blood, it's poison," I replied. "Once the poison is expelled, half of his ailment will be gone."
The air was filled with a strange sweet and slightly metallic aroma, like the smell of cream, which made you want to take a bite. The Black Spider Fruit had a unique fragrance that attracted rare birds and exotic beasts, and it naturally attracted humans as well.
Back then, Little Ao's mother had been suspicious but couldn't resist the temptation and ended up eating it. It was precisely this fragrance that lured her in.
When all the red liquid was expelled, I removed the needles and asked Old Lady Zhao to clean Little Ao again. He soon fell into a deep sleep, this time sleeping peacefully.
Old Lady Zhao couldn't hold back her tears. "It's been three years... In these three years, Little Ao hasn't had a single good night's sleep."
I took out an Elixir Pill to replenish his vitality and blood. Scraping off a little, I dissolved it in water and gave it to Little Ao to drink. His complexion immediately became rosy.
His body was too weak, so he couldn't take the whole pill at once. I gave the rest of the Elixir Pills to Old Lady Zhao, telling her to scrape a little bit each day and dissolve it in water for Little Ao to drink. After finishing two Elixir Pills, he would be fully healed.
Old Lady Zhao thanked me profusely and tried to give me money, but I refused. The grandmother and grandson had little money left, and if I took it, how would they survive in the future? Besides, the information about the Black Spider Fruit was already a good reward.
When I returned home, I packed up some things and then took a car to the airport, heading for the Northeast.
After a long flight of several hours, the Northeast was already freezing cold. As soon as I stepped off the plane, a cold wind hit me, like a knife cutting across my face.
I quickly circulated my Spiritual Energy to resist the cold, and only then did my body feel a bit more comfortable.
I rented a car and headed into the mountains. At that time, Changbai Mountain was already covered in snow, and I could only reach the base of the mountain as it was impossible to enter.
"Young lady, let me give you some advice—don’t go any further," the driver said. "Judging by the weather, it looks like it’s going to snow tonight. If you go into the mountain now, you might not make it out. It’s better if you stay in the town at the foot of the mountain for a few days and wait for the snow to stop."
I thought about it and realized he had a point. I wasn't afraid of dying in the mountains, but in heavy snow, unfamiliar with the roads, it would be easy to get lost.
I found a small inn in town. As soon as I walked in, I could sense a strong Yin Qi lingering in the inn. Was this place haunted?
The innkeeper was a middle-aged woman, watching TV while cracking sunflower seeds. I walked up to her and said, "Give me your best room."
Now that I was doing well financially, I couldn't help but want to stay somewhere comfortable. It's true that it's easy to get used to luxury, but hard to go back to frugality.
The middle-aged woman seemed friendly, with a certain kind of Northeast hospitality. "Young lady, let me tell you, this inn of mine has the best environment in town. No shady people handing out flyers—you can stay here without a worry."
I nodded awkwardly and walked into the room. It wasn’t comparable to a star-rated hotel, but it was tidy enough.
"Young lady, I’m downstairs. If you need anything, just call me."
I agreed and pulled back the curtains, looking out the window. I had heard that northern places get cold, and shops close early. Indeed, it was true. It was only a little past nine, but the streets were already empty. In southern cities, nightlife was just beginning, and the streets would be filled with barbecue stalls.
I went into the bathroom to take a shower when suddenly, I heard soft footsteps outside. A surge of ghostly energy followed, making my heart tighten. I immediately grabbed a towel to wrap around myself and stormed out.
It suddenly became quiet outside. I scanned the room, and my gaze fell on the full-length mirror.
The ghostly energy was all gathering inside the mirror. I walked over and looked at my reflection. Suddenly, the me in the mirror smiled at me.
The smile was eerie, with eyes filled with a cruel bloodthirstiness that sent chills down my spine.
Without hesitation, I reached out and grabbed the female ghost in the mirror.
My hand passed through the mirror and grabbed the ghost by the neck. The ghost had not expected me to be a Taoist Cultivator, and fear flashed in her eyes.
She suddenly released ghostly energy, and a thin layer of frost formed over my hand that was holding her neck, hoping to force me to let go so she could escape.
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