146: Chapter 144 Deterioration 146: Chapter 144 Deterioration With a swift motion, Hou Donggui got up quickly.
“What has happened to Miss Ye?” He walked to the hospital room’s door in quick steps, then entered the room at Ye Rongzhong’s beckoning.
Since yesterday, when he had used his technique to temporarily suppress the yin snake gu and forcibly awakened Qingqing for a while, Qingqing had been in a state of unconsciousness.
Now, she was still in a deep sleep.
However, she seemed to be enduring some inhuman torture, her face contorted in pain, occasionally letting out cries of agony.
On her beautiful face, lumps the size of broad beans kept swelling intermittently, moving up and down uncertainly.
At times, when these lumps swelled, they came with a hissing sound, like some insects gnawing or eating, a bizarre noise.
The scene was so eerie it reached the extreme, so abnormal that anyone who saw it would wince and involuntarily gasp in shock.
Qingqing’s mother, Song Ling, was already in a state of utter distress, sobbing and crying with her head in her hands at the bedside.
Ye Rongzhong, who had seen much of the great world and was rarely shaken, was somewhat discomposed now, biting his lips occasionally, struggling to keep from breaking down in tears.
“President Ye, Mrs.
Ye, the phenomenon of insects biting the face is a symptom that appears in the late stages of the yin snake gu!”
“It must be that there were some complications on the gu user’s side that caused the yin snake gu to go out of control.”
“Miss Ye’s condition is now extremely dire.”
“From what I estimate, she may not have much time left.
Surviving until this time tomorrow would probably be a miracle…”
After hesitating and stopping short of speaking for quite a while, Hou Donggui let out a long sigh and slowly said,
“What…” Song Ling, already heartbroken, screamed at these words.
Unable to bear this blow, her eyes darkened, and she passed out.
“Little Huang, Little Yang, come here, help the lady out and arrange a hospital room for her to rest!”
While Song Ling could afford to faint, Ye Rongzhong absolutely could not lose composure.
Suppressing the sorrow in his heart, he called out to several people outside the hospital room.
After arranging for Song Ling, Ye Rongzhong sat alone at Qingqing’s bedside, keeping vigil for most of the day.
Around seven in the evening, near the security stairwell of the hospital room.
Liang Rongzhong, who rarely smoked, leaned against the staircase railing.
He unusually pulled out a packet of cigarettes, drew one, and lit it.
“Hou, want one?”
“No need, I don’t smoke, thank you!”
“I only have one daughter, Qingqing.
From a young age, she has been very sensible.”
“Among her generation, the old master spoiled her the most.
I still haven’t dared to let the family’s old master know about the accident!”
“Hou, tell me honestly, is there really no hope for Qingqing?”
Among the swirling smoke, Ye Rongzhong looked sorrowful.
He glanced at Hou Donggui, who had come with him, and said.
“President Ye, fortune favors the kind, and Miss Ye is so beautiful and kind, she’s sure to be alright!”
“The gu user, Young Master Cheng, should have already gotten to Xiangxi by now.”
“Besides, my little brother, Chen Hai, has always been behind closed doors drawing talismans, right?
Maybe he’ll be able to draw a True Taoism Talisman and successfully solve the gu technique that Miss Ye is afflicted with?”
Hou Donggui quickly spoke up, attempting to console him.
After chatting casually for a bit and Liang Rongzhong finishing his cigarette, they walked out of the safety passage toward the direction of Qingqing’s hospital room.
They had only walked a dozen steps when Ye Cheng, red-eyed and having not slept for a day and a night, appeared, with his head drooping, within their view.
“Dad, I messed up things in Xiangxi…”
Seeing his father and Hou Donggui, Ye Cheng hurried over, his head bowed, speaking without even daring to lift his head.
“What exactly happened?
Tell me!” Already in a bad mood, Ye Rongzhong’s expression darkened instantly upon hearing this.
“Dad, when we rushed to Xiangxi…”
Bowing his head, Ye Cheng honestly recounted the details of their journey to his father.
After hearing him out, Ye Rongzhong remained silent.
Truly, no one would have expected that after killing that huge snake, Old Mrs.
Mu would immediately bleed from her seven apertures and die.
“Hou, what do you make of this situation?” After a long silence, he finally looked at Hou Donggui and asked.
“In Xiangxi’s Gu Technique, there’s the concept of Lifebound Gu.
Once the Lifebound Gu is gone, the person naturally dies!”
“The yin snake gu in Miss Ye is not her Lifebound Gu.
Now that Old Mrs.
Mu, the Gu Raising Woman, is dead, the yin snake gu won’t die but will become more agitated.”
“Perhaps, this is why Miss Ye’s condition has deteriorated so rapidly.”
“Over at Chen Hai’s side, the True Taoism Talisman, although extremely difficult to make, still holds a sliver of a chance for success.”
“In the current situation, perhaps the talismans drawn by Chen Hai are the only hope for Miss Ye’s recovery!”
Hou Donggui gave a bitter smile.
Even though he knew that in this era, the chance of successfully creating a True Taoism Talisman was barely higher than winning a large prize.
But these words, he could only keep to himself; it was impossible to voice them in front of Ye Rongzhong.
“Dad, Master Hou, I’m heading to West Mountain right now, where Chen Hai is drawing the talismans!”
“I won’t leave that courtyard until he draws the True Taoism Talisman without supervision!”
No sooner had Hou Donggui finished speaking than Ye Cheng, on the other side, immediately took up the conversation.
The trip to Xiangxi had been a disaster, and he clearly intended to redeem himself for the mistakes he had made earlier.
“Okay!
Young Master Cheng, after you get there, tell Chen Hai that your sister’s condition has worsened, and she might only last until tomorrow noon.”
“If his talismans aren’t successful by then, you’ll have to be ready to collect your sister’s body.”
“If he really can draw the True Talisman and help your sister survive this ordeal, our entire Ye Family will owe him a favor, and we won’t hesitate to give him anything he wants.”
Ye Rongzhong nodded gravely and promised.
“What?
Qingqing can only hold on until tomorrow noon?”
Ye Cheng was shocked and exclaimed, “Dad, I’m going to West Mountain right now, and even if I have to hold a gun to him, I’ll make sure Chen Hai successfully draws the True Talism right before tomorrow noon!”
With these words, he couldn’t wait any longer.
He rushed toward the elevator.
Meanwhile, Ye Rongzhong went alone to visit his wife, Song Ling, in her hospital room.
By then, Song Ling had already awakened.
Truth be told, her physical health was fine; if anything, it was more of a mental issue.
Her eyes were lifeless, red and swollen; whenever she thought of her daughter Ye Qingqing’s current condition, her tears would uncontrollably stream down.
A mental issue needs a mental cure, or else it can only be slowly healed over time with patience.
Faced with this situation, Ye Rongzhong couldn’t do anything but sigh helplessly.
“Wang, didn’t Dean Huang say he called several specialists for a grand consultation for Qingqing?”
“Go and ask him when the consultation will be held.”
“If it’s not convenient tonight, it must be arranged by tomorrow morning at the latest!”
Before going back to his daughter’s hospital room, Ye Rongzhong was about to open the door but stopped to think.
He then turned to his assistant, Wang, who was waiting outside the room, and instructed him.
Honestly, he held no hope for the grand consultation that Dean Huang mentioned!
After all, the events of the past few days had shown that his daughter Ye Qingqing’s condition wasn’t due to an illness but due to being a victim of Gu Technique.
He knew very well and didn’t believe that modern medicine could treat the Gu Technique from Xiangxi!
But now, with the gu user dead and the success of Chen Hai’s talismans uncertain, having Dean Huang’s team do a consultation was like clutching at straws.
What if, by some chance, these so-called specialists could provide some specific advice?
Even if they couldn’t remove the yin snake gu from his daughter completely, if the consultation could provide insights to alleviate her condition and buy her some time, wouldn’t that be good?
“Okay, President Ye, I’ll go see Dean Huang right away!”
Secretary Wang quickly got up and jogged toward the elevator.
Ye Rongzhong himself frowned in thought for a moment, making sure there was nothing else to instruct his subordinates.
Confident there wasn’t, he opened his daughter’s hospital room door and walked inside.
…
At the entrance of the courtyard in West Mountain, where Chen Hai was drawing the talismans.
“Huang, Zhang, what’s happening inside?
Is Chen Hai drawing talismans?”
Getting out of the car, Ye Cheng didn’t rashly barge into the courtyard.
Walking up to the two subordinates waiting by the door, he first tentatively asked in a low voice.
“During the day, Mr.
Chen was drawing talismans all day.
Right now, he must have stopped and is probably resting with his eyes closed!”
Respectfully offering a military salute to Ye Cheng, the man called Huang hurriedly responded.
“Not drawing talismans?
Okay, got it!”
“You two, keep a good watch here; I’m going inside to check!”
Nodding, he gently patted both Huang and Zhang on their shoulders and strode into the courtyard.
Chen Hai’s talisman-drawing room was directly in front of the main entrance, the largest room in the courtyard.
Pushing the door open slightly, the first thing that Ye Cheng saw was a room full of discarded talisman paper.
As he stepped in, the gentle breeze he brought with him caused several pieces of talisman paper at his feet to flutter about.
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