Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Qin Wushuang was also a little curious: "Could it be that the Xuanmen Taoist priests also know medical skills? I seem to have heard you mention before that medicine and Taoism are inseparable, right?"

Su Chen nodded: "I just checked, there are traces of a curse on your sister's leg. It doesn't look like a normal leg injury, but no matter what kind it is, I can treat it."

"If it's a spell, I can heal it faster. If it's a leg injury, it's slower. But with the combination of spiritual herbs, the recovery speed can be called a medical miracle."

The two of them were chatting among themselves, and the person on the hospital bed was already confused.

After reacting, Leng Yanran said excitedly: "Brother, you mean, my leg doesn't need to be amputated, you can heal it for me, right? As long as you can heal me, I will give you anything."

Su Chen touched his nose, feeling somewhat helpless: "Don't get excited, let me take a look at your legs first and confirm what kind of spell it is."

"Okay, but be prepared. My rotten leg smells...very...that."

"Well, it's okay."

After lifting the quilt, both of them saw the exposed legs. To call them legs was an exaggeration. From the knees down, they were red, swollen, black, rotten, and emitted a foul smell.

Leng Yanran looked at them, her voice a little hoarse: "My leg suddenly became like this last week. It started to rot directly, and no medicine could stop the rotting."

As she spoke, she began to cry and choked with sobs: "Wushuang, I worked so hard to get the Black Swan, but now I'm gone. I... wuwu."

"Honey, I can cure it. This curse is a bone-eroding curse. If the person who is cursed has even the smallest wound on their leg, it will quickly deteriorate and rot until it is completely amputated."

As Su Chen spoke, his voice became colder.

"This spell is extremely vicious. It will directly destroy the victim both physically and mentally. Once the spell is broken, the caster will also suffer severe backlash."

"Don't worry about anything else for now. I'll remove the curse from your leg."

Leng Yanran saw him take out the silver needle, swallowed her saliva, and turned her face away, not daring to look.

Su Chen pinched the silver needle and inserted it quickly, his fingers almost becoming afterimages. After a long time, he pulled out the needle and said, "Well, it's done. This is a healing pill. Sister, take it and it will speed up your recovery."

"Uh, that's... alright."

"Yes, if you don't believe me, I'll see for myself. Your wounds are healing visibly. If you don't take the pills, it will take a day to return to normal. If you take them, it will take half a day."

Leng Yanran took it without hesitation and put it directly into her mouth. The pill melted as soon as it entered her mouth. A warm current came from her legs and she looked down.

Sure enough, the wound was healing rapidly, new flesh was growing in the rotten area, and the purple color was slowly fading away.

Qin Wushuang couldn't help but look at him when he saw this scene.

Su Chen raised his chin and said cheerfully, "Honey, I'm awesome, right? I just like your admiring look. It makes me feel really good."

There's a knock on the door.

The attending doctor pushed the door open and walked in, saying in a gentle voice, "Miss Leng, your surgery will be at 2 pm. From now on, don't eat anything, but drink some water."

Leng Yanran raised her head and looked at him, a bright smile on her face: "Doctor Lu, I don't think I should need surgery this afternoon. Look, my leg is healed."

"Well, okay...okay?"

Lu Huai lowered his head to look at her legs, and sure enough, they were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it looked like they were being sped up.

Too astonished, he couldn't help but push up his glasses and ran outside: "A medical miracle, this is simply a medical miracle, I'll go find the dean."

"Um, this doctor is quite... lively."

Su Chen went to the bathroom to clean his hands and packed up the silver needles, ready to take them back for disinfection. He heard the sound of a door opening behind him, and the messy footsteps indicated that many people had come.

Lu Huai pulled an old man forward and said excitedly, "Dean, look, the speed at which this wound is healing is amazing. It's a medical miracle."

Dean Huo Buqing pushed his reading glasses and couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to take pictures. This magical scene naturally had to be recorded and studied.

I don’t know how long it took, but all the wounds disappeared.

Her legs also returned to their former firmness and whiteness. Leng Yanran was stared at by their burning eyes, and she felt a little uneasy. Their eyes seemed to want to study her legs.