Xu Fan paid no attention to Lin Shutong's words; after all, she was just a modern person born into a technological society, utterly incapable of comprehending such supernatural matters.
However, Lin Yaoshi had lived through times before the establishment of the nation, right up to the present, experiencing countless strange and unaccountable incidents, so he harbored no doubts about Xu Fan's words.
In fact, whether it be current medical science or other fields of science, there are some things that are ultimately beyond resolution.
Such issues indeed could only be resolved through such metaphysical means.
"Xu, my young friend, how should we treat this possession ailment of my old brother? Do we need to call in a sorcerer or a high monk?" Lin Yaoshi stroked his three-stranded beard and asked Xu Fan.