Chapter 12

Standing at the villa's door, Lu Fang thought about her daughter being in a coma, with the doctors at a loss, and she began to tremble. If even Lu Li couldn't help, she didn't even know how to face the life ahead.

Lu Li looked at Lu Fang, said nothing, and just nodded firmly.

In the face of a mother whose daughter is ill, words are meaningless.

Four people were sitting in the living room: Liu Zhongtian, the Liu family's patriarch Liu Deshuan, a young man, and an old man. The old man was dressed in a Tang suit, with white hair and a righteous face.

"Master Zhang, I entrust this to you this time," Liu Zhongtian, looking exhausted, said respectfully to the old man in the Tang suit.

"Mr. Liu is too polite," Master Zhang nodded, speaking with a righteous air: "Punishing evil and promoting good is the responsibility of our practitioners, and driving away evil and defending the righteous is our duty."

The young man interjected: "Grandpa, Uncle, Master Zhang is famous in Hong Kong and is a guest of the island's governor. This time, he just happens to be in Haicheng for the Li family's ancestral tomb relocation. Otherwise, even if we begged, he wouldn't come."

Hearing this, Master Zhang stroked his beard, his eyes showing more arrogance.

Liu Deshuan glanced at Master Zhang, his brows slightly furrowed.

If it weren't for his granddaughter's problem, he wouldn't believe in this at all. Moreover, having experienced the ups and downs of his career, his judgment was sharp, and he couldn't see anything special about this Master Zhang.

"Master Zhang, my daughter is upstairs. Why don't we—?" Hearing about his importance, Liu Zhongtian's anxious face showed a hint of relief, and he stood up, making an inviting gesture.

"Indeed. If evil has entered the body, it will be difficult to treat if left for too long."

Master Zhang didn't refuse. He took out an ancient-looking compass from his pocket, observed it, and followed Liu Zhongtian upstairs.

Liu Deshuan watched the two go upstairs and sighed deeply, looking much older.

"Dad, I'm back."

Lu Fang walked into the living room and didn't see her husband, showing a hint of surprise. But now wasn't the time to think about that. She pulled Lu Li over and introduced him: "Dad, this is Lu Li. He saved Jiajia last time."

Hearing this, Liu Deshuan stood up, his face showing a warm smile. Compared to the somewhat overrated Master Zhang, he had a good impression of Lu Li, who truly saved his granddaughter.

"Young man, thank you for saving the little girl. I wanted to thank you in person, but I didn't expect our first meeting to be under these circumstances." Saying this, Liu Deshuan sighed, looking very worried.

"Mr. Liu, there's no need to be polite. I know some traditional Chinese medicine and would like to diagnose Jiajia," Lu Li said straightforwardly.

"This—?" Liu Deshuan frowned, turned, and instructed his grandson Li Haijian: "Haijian, accompany Lu Li upstairs. Fulfill any requests he has."

Li Haijian hesitated: "But Master Zhang is upstairs. I heard he doesn't like being disturbed when performing rituals."

"Master Zhang?" Lu Li was taken aback, thought for a moment, and said: "I'll leave when he performs the ritual." He had been a Celestial Master and knew this rule. If the person could really solve the problem, he would be happy to let him handle it.

"Alright. But be careful not to offend Master Zhang and delay Jiajia's treatment. I won't forgive you if that happens."

Li Haijian was a well-known playboy in Haicheng, but he had a good relationship with his cousin Liu Jiajia. He had invited Master Zhang through many friends and didn't want anyone to offend him.

Lu Li nodded and followed Li Haijian upstairs, with Lu Fang right behind.

A warmly decorated bedroom, with pink walls and a pink bed, and a pile of various stuffed animals at the foot of the bed.

When the two arrived at the door, they heard Master Zhang say to Liu Zhongtian: "Mr. Liu, your daughter is young and weak. She was frightened, which led to evil spirits entering her body, causing her to lose her soul and fall into a coma."

Liu Zhongtian was greatly shocked and urgently requested: "Master Zhang, please save my daughter."

"Of course, of course. I will perform the ritual to retrieve her soul and restore her to her original state."

"Thank you, thank you."

Hearing their conversation, Lu Li's heart stirred, thinking it might be a case of soul separation.

Soul separation is caused by the soul leaving the body, with various symptoms such as restlessness, isolation, and depression, but a coma is rare.

In modern medicine, it is explained as an excessive shock triggering the body's self-protection mechanism, which can lead to memory loss.

Treating soul separation is not difficult. There are countless folk methods, whether hanging clothes in front of the Kitchen God or calling out names while scolding, which are quite effective.

Hearing it was just soul separation, Lu Li felt relieved.

Treating this condition is just an introductory course for a Celestial Master, and for him, it's a piece of cake.

Pushing the door open and entering the room, Lu Li glanced at Master Zhang, looking strange. The man was taking out various items, such as a peachwood sword, talismans, and a Bagua mirror, with a full set of equipment.

"Lu Li, you're here."

Seeing Lu Li, Liu Zhongtian looked awkward and regretful.

"It's all my fault. I didn't follow your advice, which led to Jiajia being frightened."

Lu Li waved his hand: "It's not entirely your fault. I didn't explain clearly enough."

Seeing that Lu Li wasn't upset, Liu Zhongtian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt even more regretful. After taking the medicine Lu Li gave him, he felt much better, which proved Lu Li's medical skills were indeed remarkable.

Thinking about Lu Li's warning, he regretted not taking it seriously, which led to his daughter's current situation. He wanted to slap himself.

"Mr. Liu, I'm about to perform the ritual. Please step out."

Master Zhang glanced at Lu Li, his eyes full of disdain.

"Wait a moment. I'm a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and would like to check Jiajia's condition first."

This man seemed to be a professional, at least with the right equipment, but when it comes to health, Lu Li couldn't be careless.

"I already know her condition. There's no need for further examination."

Master Zhang was very dissatisfied with this young man who doubted his skills.

Just a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, not comparable to him, a famous Celestial Master in Hong Kong. Besides, he had a client in Hong Kong waiting for him, and he wanted to finish quickly.

Liu Zhongtian hesitated, then stepped forward to mediate: "Master Zhang, Lu Li's diagnosis is very quick. Please wait a moment."

"Hmph."

Hearing the client speak, Master Zhang coldly snorted and closed his eyes.

Lu Li curled his lips, despising Master Zhang's attitude.

He could sense that Master Zhang's strength was average, and he wouldn't be a match for him in a fight.

Of course, different people have different expertise. Face reading and feng shui don't require physical strength, so weak combat skills don't mean poor professional skills.

However, exorcism is different. If he encounters a powerful evil spirit, weak skills could lead to trouble.

Lu Li's diagnostic speed was indeed fast. He stepped forward, observed Liu Jiajia's face, then diagnosed her pulse with both hands, and finally touched her forehead.

In less than three minutes, he stepped back.

"How is it?" Liu Zhongtian looked at Lu Li, asking.

"Master Zhang is right. It is indeed a case of soul separation."

Lu Li frowned, feeling something was off, but soul separation seemed correct.

Traditional Chinese medicine has unique diagnostic methods for treating such conditions. Even without the third eye, he was confident he wouldn't be wrong. However, Jiajia's prolonged coma was strange.

Hearing this, Master Zhang stroked his beard and looked even more disdainful. "Mr. Liu, Mrs. Liu, and the rest, please step out. I'm about to perform the ritual."

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