Treatment

Regardless of whether the other person agreed or not, Ling Fan stepped forward to help the child who was curled up. Based on her size, it seemed that the child was also young. The child was dressed like the necromancers, wearing tight clothing to protect themselves. Her eyes were filled with pain, indicating that she was enduring great suffering.

Ling Fan asked again, "What's wrong with you?"

There was no response, but the child's pained eyes continued to stare at Ling Fan as if seeking relief from the pain.

"Well, let me help you. Maybe I can heal you," Ling Fan kindly offered.

The child still didn't answer, but their body twitched with more intensity.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement," said Ling Fan, rolling up the child's sleeves to feel her pulse.

But in the next moment, Ling Fan was shocked by what he saw and couldn't find the words to express his surprise.

He saw a pair of pale hands covered in pus-filled sores, with some parts of the arms even revealing exposed bones. It was a horrifying sight.

Even without feeling the pulse, Ling Fan could understand the immense pain this child, who was not much different from himself, was enduring. What shocked him even more was the child's strength to endure such agony in silence!

This shock froze Ling Fan's entire body, leaving him speechless.

In that moment, Ling Fan was completely awestruck by the child's courage and determination to endure such suffering.

With a heart full of awe, Ling Fan gently placed his finger on the child's pulse.

Feeling the pulse only deepened Ling Fan's astonishment. He stared in disbelief at the child's eyes, which had been watching him all along. The pulse indicated a more severe condition than he had imagined.

An evil force seemed to be slowly consuming the child's body from within. Wherever this force went, it left destruction behind.

It was an excruciating pain that penetrated deep into the soul. However, the child remained silent, not uttering a word.

The thought of helping the child emerged within Ling Fan instinctively, overwhelming his entire being.

Without hesitation, Ling Fan swiftly removed the child's hood and face covering, intending to provide immediate treatment. He had confidence in his ability to cure such cases of malevolent invasion.

But as he removed the hood and face covering, Ling Fan was once again astonished. The child, who was similar in age to himself, turned out to be a girl. The phrase "women can be as strong as men" couldn't sufficiently describe the resilience and courage of this young girl!

The left side of her face was pale, while the right side was covered in abscesses. Her purple lips bled like being bitten by something, and her determination to endure the pain while remaining silent intensified Ling Fan's astonishment. She continued to gaze intently at Ling Fan.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine!" Ling Fan's heart ached as he spoke those words.

With lightning speed, Ling Fan skillfully pressed various acupoints on the girl's head, such as baihui, temples and so on, effectively isolating the evil energy from her head.

(A/N: Baihui-translates to "Hundred Convergences", as it's the place where all of the energies of your body meet, making it one of the most powerful points on the body.)

Then, Ling Fan's fingers moved swiftly over the girl's body, using complex techniques. Onlookers began to take notice, and many necromancers gathered around. The once-noisy hall suddenlt felt silent as everyone watched Ling Fan's every move with anticipation. Some necromancers even took out their notebooks to record what was happening.

Ling Fan, fully focused on treating the girl, was oblivious to the changes around him. His attention was highly concentrated, ensuring that the evil energy remained confined in one place. He couldn't afford to pause for a moment; otherwise, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

After a series of acupressure techniques, the evil force finally settled in the girl's abdomen. The subsequent task became easier—expelling it from her body would be considered a success.

Ling Fan took out an embroidery needle from his pocket, intending to use it to force out the poison (he had originally planned to buy acupuncture needles, but since they were unavailable, he resorted to using embroidery needles as a substitute). However, just as he was about to proceed, the girl spoke up.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." The girl's eyes remained fixed on Ling Fan.

Those three words once again made Ling Fan's heart tremble.

"It's not completely healed yet, so don't move!" Ling Fan commanded, with a mix of authority and concern in his voice.

The girl obediently stayed still, not moving.

Lifting her robe, Ling Fan carefully inserted the embroidery needle into the area where the evil force resided. He transmitted his spiritual energy through the needle, creating a network within the girl's body that encapsulated the evil force. He then slowly and evenly pulled it out.

There were various methods to expel the evil force from the body, but this method was the safest and least painful for the girl.

Within a short time, black energy emanated from the embroidery needle.

With this single action, the onlooking necromancers were left dumbfounded. Even those who had been taking notes hastened their writing, and those who hadn't started taking notes began to do so.

Within the span of a short time, Ling Fan successfully expelled all the evil force from the girl's body.

"It's done. I have completely cleansed your body of toxins. If you apply some anti-inflammatory medicine, you'll recover in a few days," Ling Fan said, standing up and preparing to leave. However, he was stopped by the girl, who grabbed onto his pant leg.

"Master!" Her voice, though slightly hoarse, carried a sweet tone.

Master? Ling Fan felt a bit dizzy—when did he become her master?

Ling Fan looked at the girl, holding onto his pant leg, feeling sympathy, compassion, and admiration for her.

After a brief moment, it seemed the girl had no intention of letting go.

Ling Fan was completely defeated, especially when confronted with her resolute gaze; he found it difficult to resist.

"Do you want to come with me?" Ling Fan asked helplessly.

The girl nodded gently.

"You can come with me, but from now on, you must listen to me. Can you do that?" Ling Fan asked, adopting a somewhat mature demeanor.

The girl nodded joyfully.

"Alright then, you can come with me from now on!" Ling Fan declared, then asked, "Can you stand up now?"

At that moment, the girl finally released Ling Fan's pant leg and attempted to stand up from the ground.

After several failed attempts, she finally managed to stand, although unsteadily.

Only then did she realize that she was half a head taller than Ling Fan.