Making a Name for Himself

"Why don't you tell me?" Zhong Yihan said slowly.

The old Taoist said slowly, "a symptom of collision is excessive shock that affects the heart. So, we only need to use a silver needle to extract a few drops of blood from her middle finger, dye a section of white thread red, and then burn it with a talisman."

Hearing this, all the masters gave him a thumbs up.

"As expected of the great Master Xuan Yu!"

"Yeah, this solution is really wonderful!"

"Not at all!" Although he pretended to be humble, he was very proud in his heart.

After all, if he could really cure Old Madam Zhong, not only would he get a large sum of money, he would also be able to make a name for himself. What a great opportunity this was!

However, Zhong Yihan did not fully believe in the old Taoist's ability. His pair of dark eyes were scrutinizing him the entire time.

"Master Han…" Taoist Xuan Yu felt a little guilty and quickly said, "Old Madam Zhong's illness has dragged on for too long and the situation is critical. If she is not treated, I'm afraid she will be in a bad condition."

Zhong Yihan understood what he was thinking. After a moment of silence, he looked away and said, "Zhong Yi."

Zhong Yi turned to Taoist Xuan Yu and said, "we can start now."

"Then I'll cast the spell now!" He heaved a long sigh of relief.

After saying that, he took out the tools from his bag and started to perform the ritual. His movements were skilled, and every step was perfect. 

However….

After performing the ritual, he stared at Old Madam Zhong for 20 minutes, but still didn't move. In fact, her complexion seemed to be worse than before.

"This is the result?" Zhong Yihan asked with a gloomy face.

Master Xuan Yu knelt on the ground. "Master Han, I don't know what's going on either. There's nothing wrong with the process, but, but I don't know why she doesn't have any reaction…"

Zhong Yihan tilted his head and lit a cigarette, a trace of hostility flashing in his eyes.

"Take him away."

"No, Master Han, please give me another chance!" Taoist Xuan Yu's face was filled with fear. 

"Just once is enough..."

Zhong Yihan's eyes were cold. He had long lost his patience.

Zhong Yi quickly dragged the Taoist and the others out, leaving Zhong Yihan alone in the room. He quietly sat by his grandmother's bed, his face full of worry.

It had been a month, but there was no progress in her condition. If this continued, he was afraid that she would be in danger. He sighed, got up, and picked up the towel on the bed, ready to wash his grandmother's face.

At this moment, the old lady suddenly sat up. With a cry, she spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Zhong Yihan had always been a calm person, but he was shocked. He caught the blood with a towel and took a closer look. The blood was black, as black as ink! Was she poisoned?

"Xiao Han, Xiao Han!" A weak voice was heard.

Zhong Yihan turned around and saw that the old lady had opened her eyes, but her eyes were cloudy.

"Grandma!" Zhong Yihan called out excitedly.

The old lady forced out a smile. She raised her trembling hand as if she wanted to touch him.

"M-my grandson..."

Zhong Yihan grabbed the old lady's hand and placed her hand on his cheek like a child. "Grandma, it's me, Yi Han."

Old Madam Zhong's cloudy eyes slowly lit up, and her words were clearer than before.

"Xiao Han, I think I had a very, very long dream. I wanted to wake up, butI couldn't…" the old lady said as tears flowed down her face.

"Grandma, don't be afraid. I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you!" Zhong Yihan comforted her.

The old lady shook her head slowly. "No, Xiao Han. It's too powerful. You can't deal with it…"

At this point, the old lady's eyes suddenly revealed a look of fear, as if she had seen something. "It's coming, it's coming for me…no!"

After a scream, Old Madam Zhong passed out again. Zhong Yihan called out to her, but she did not wake up anymore.

Zhong Yihan's eyes were filled with sadness. He thought that she would be fine after she woke up. This matter was becoming more and more strange. He didn't know what to do anymore. He tried everything he could, but nothing worked.