kvmb Chapter 449
Chapter 449
Chapter 449
Night fell, thick and dark, covering the ancient town. The dim lanterns swayed in the breeze, casting dappled shadows that added an eerie touch to the already mysterious atmosphere.
Dressed in simple white robes, Dongfang Wan'er moved with graceful ease, like a fairy in the night sky, approaching the dying man step by step. Her face was beautiful, and her eyes held the unique firmness and gentleness of a healer. However, just as she was within arm's reach of the man, a sudden change occurred.
The man suddenly tilted his head back, a muffled sound escaping his throat, followed by a "pfft" as he spat out a mouthful of black blood. The blood was as thick as ink, carrying a nauseating stench that instantly filled the air. Before anyone could react, the black blood splattered onto the ground, making a sizzling sound, as if it were alive, rapidly corroding the earth. In the blink of an eye, the ground was riddled with countless tiny pits.
"Ah!" A gasp erupted from the crowd. As if they had seen a ghost, everyone retreated hastily, their steps faltering and bumping into each other. Dongfang Wan'er was also startled by this sudden scene, but she was resolute and quickly regained her footing. Her gaze was fixed on the man, trying to find clues from this strange phenomenon.
Just then, the middle-aged man who had been silently standing in the corner turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with fear and panic. His Adam's apple bobbed rapidly as he swallowed hard, then he suddenly turned and tried to flee this dangerous place.
Dongfang Wan'er was incredibly perceptive. Catching a glimpse of the middle-aged man's actions out of the corner of her eye, she reacted swiftly, like a black lightning bolt, rushing forward and firmly blocking his path. Her eyebrows furrowed, her almond eyes widened, and she shouted sharply, "Speak! Did you administer this poison?" Her voice was clear and resonant, particularly jarring in the quiet night.
Startled by the shout, the middle-aged man's legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud. His body trembled violently, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking the ground. Under Dongfang Wan'er's piercing gaze, he finally broke down and stammered a confession. It turned out that he and the man had a long-standing feud in the business world, and in order to completely disable the man's competitiveness, he had spent a fortune hiring a Gu master to use Gu poison, attempting to kill him.
The truth came to light, and everyone was in an uproar. Dongfang Wan'er, with no time for indignation, quickly returned to her medical desk, adjusted the prescription again, and began brewing the herbs once more. Flames licked at the pot, and a rich aroma filled the air. This time, after the man drank the medicine, his previously contorted expression gradually eased, his manic state slowly disappeared, and finally, he gently closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Everyone was filled with admiration for Dongfang Wan'er's medical skills and wisdom, giving her a thumbs up and praising her in hushed tones. Looking at the man gradually calming down, Dongfang Wan'er secretly rejoiced that she had found the cause of the illness in time; otherwise, this precious life would have been lost in the vast night.
However, fate seems to love playing tricks on people. Just when everyone thought the matter was settled and was preparing to leave, the man's body suddenly began to convulse violently again. His limbs flailed uncontrollably, and he let out painful screams, a sound that tore at the heart and seemed to come from the depths of hell.
Dongfang Wan'er's heart tightened, and her expression instantly turned grave. Could there be more to the story? Without time to think, she quickly returned to the man's side, bent down, and carefully examined his body. Inch by inch, she scrutinized every detail. Finally, she discovered an extremely subtle red dot on the man's wrist, the size of a pinhead, surrounded by an eerie blue light, like an eye hidden in the darkness, watching over life and death.
Dongfang Wan'er was startled. Based on her years of medical experience, she realized that this might be another, more insidious and deadly form of Gu poison. Without hesitation, she quickly turned around and pulled out the well-worn medical book from her bag. The pages rustled rapidly between her fingers, each page carrying her hope for life and her dedication to medicine.
Time ticked by, and the man's condition grew increasingly critical. His breathing became weaker and weaker, and his face grew paler and paler. The crowd stood around, barely daring to breathe, watching Dongfang Wan'er with silent prayers in their hearts.
Finally, Dongfang Wan'er's gaze landed on a page of the medical book, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She quickly rose and prepared a new potion. She measured the dosage of each ingredient with absolute precision. Then, holding silver needles, her eyes resolute, she personally administered acupuncture to the man.
As the silver needles were slowly inserted into the acupoints, a miracle occurred. The man's convulsions gradually stopped, and his previously deathly pale face slowly regained its rosy hue. The crowd, who had been holding their breath, finally breathed a sigh of relief and their admiration for Dongfang Wan'er only grew stronger.
The middle-aged man was already paralyzed with fear, his eyes vacant, repeatedly kowtowing and begging for mercy. Dongfang Wan'er walked up to him, her expression stern, her voice icy: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Never do anything that goes against heaven and reason again. Today's events are a warning to you." With that, she turned and left, leaving behind only a resolute and determined figure.
Exhausted from treating the poisoned man, Dongfang Wan'er, however, remained compassionate, and after a brief rest, carried her medicine basket and left the town. The moonlight, like water, bathed her slender figure, casting a long shadow. All around was silent, broken only by the occasional chirping of insects.
She hadn't gone far when Dongfang Wan'er's heart suddenly tightened. A powerful killing intent surged towards her like a tidal wave. Her nerves tensed instantly; the alertness honed by years of experience in the martial world made her turn around swiftly. A mysterious figure shrouded in black robes emerged from the darkness like a ghost. The black-robed figure exuded a chilling aura, holding a dagger in his hand, its blade gleaming with an eerie light, like a cold glint from hell, aimed directly at her vitals.
In that life-or-death moment, Dongfang Wan'er had no time to think; her body instinctively dodged to the side. The dagger grazed her clothes, sending a gust of cold air through her. In that instant, she could even feel the chill of the blade.
The black-robed man, having missed his first attack, did not retreat but instead intensified his assault. His movements were agile and unpredictable, each strike ruthless and purposeful, clearly driven by a determination to kill Dongfang Wan'er. While dodging the attacks with her nimble agility, Dongfang Wan'er pondered: Who is this black-robed man? Why is he so vicious towards me? Suddenly, the mysterious Gu poison flashed through her mind, and a thought struck her: perhaps this black-robed man is connected to the Gu Master.