Chapter 58

Zhao Wenbin felt some emotion in his heart.

At the same time, he felt a bit fortunate.

Fortunately, they had built a good relationship with such a person early on.

Ward 604.

On the tidy hospital bed, Zhou Yun's eyes were tightly closed, and her small, delicate face was incredibly pale.

Wisps of visible cold air slowly permeated from her body.

Making the originally soft bedding freeze until it became stiff, with fine ice crystals appearing on it.

The entire room felt somewhat cold because of this.

Several nurses with weaker constitutions couldn't help but shiver.

"Teacher Cui, look, what kind of illness does my sister have?"

Looking at the pain on his sister Zhou Yun's face, Zhou Yi was full of worry.

This cold air flare-up was something Zhou Yun had experienced every night for the past year.

Every time this happened, an extremely dense, cold, yin energy would erupt within her body.

Under that cold yin energy, her body would feel incredibly painful.

And recently, this coldness had become more and more serious, even to the point of affecting the room's temperature!

"Cold air overflowing, it is indeed strange."

Cui Jianghai's expression also became solemn.

In all his years as a priest, this was the first time he had seen such a strange situation.

"Let's try a purification spell first."

Cui Jianghai grasped the void with his right hand, and a light blue staff about 1.7 meters long appeared.

"Purify!!"

With a low shout, under the strong magical fluctuations, a white-gold hexagram magic circle appeared out of thin air.

Subsequently, an incredibly pure, white, holy energy surged out from the magic circle and injected into Zhou Yun's body.

Under the purification of this holy energy.

As if encountering a natural enemy, the ice crystals all over Zhou Yun's body quickly receded.

Zhou Yun's little face also returned to a rosy color.

But before they could be happy for long, when the effect of the purification ended.

A cold air several times colder than before permeated out from all over Zhou Yun's body again.

Completely covering her weak body.

"It's over."

Including Zhou Yi, everyone's hearts sank.

A professional's first turn is at Level 10, and the second turn is at Level 30.

And the skills that can be learned in the first turn and second turn are also different.

The skills that can be learned in the second turn are stronger! The effects are better!

And purification was a powerful skill for removing negative states that only a second-turn priest could learn.

If the purification skill didn't work, then the remaining other skills were likely to be even less effective!!

Cui Jianghai obviously knew this too.

His brow furrowed into a 'chuan' shape, and he cast another spell:

"Rapid Healing!!"

Just like before, the ice crystals were quickly removed.

Once the skill effect disappeared, the cold air would sweep back in again.

After several spells had no effect, Cui Jianghai frowned and fell into thought.

After a while, he asked Zhou Yi:

"Young friend Zhou, when your sister's body first erupted with cold air, were there any characteristics?

For example, did some strange symbol marks appear on her forehead?"

"No."

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yi shook his head.

"The first cold air eruption was exactly when my mother passed away; I remember it very clearly.

She was perfectly fine at the time, then suddenly her body erupted with cold air, and she fainted from the pain."

On the day his sister suddenly fainted, he was worried if it was caused by some external injury.

So he paid special attention to it.

And that's why he remembered that, at the time, no strange symbol marks had appeared.

"No strange symbol marks, that means this cold air eruption shouldn't be caused by a curse."

Cui Jianghai stroked his chin, "Also, if it were a curse, when the purification spell was released for the first time, even if it couldn't be completely removed, there should have been some relief."

"And the first eruption of cold air happened exactly when there was a violent emotional fluctuation; could it be..."

Seeming to think of something, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The staff in his right hand erupted with another burst of strong magical fluctuations:

"Blood Nourishing Technique!!"

The magic hexagram flashed, and Zhou Yun, lying on the hospital bed, was surrounded by a blood-red energy.

This red energy was like fresh blood, emitting a faint smell of blood.

But it was different from the smell of blood; it had a faint sweetness.

Under the shroud of this red energy.

The cold air on the hospital bed gradually faded, and Zhou Yun's originally pale little face slowly regained its color.

Unlike the previous few times, this time, after the spell was released, the cold air did not make a comeback.

And Zhou Yun, who had been in pain as if having a nightmare, gradually eased her expression.

Her breathing stabilized.

A sweet smile remained on the corner of her mouth, as if she had dreamed of something beautiful in her sleep.

"It's cured!!"

Seeing Zhou Yun gradually entering a sweet sleep, Zhou Yi's face lit up with joy.

And the onlookers, Zhao Wenbin, Liu Qing, and others, also breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

In this way, their mission could be considered complete.

In order not to disturb his sister Zhou Yun's rest, the group went outside the ward.

Gently closing the door.

Zhou Yi then turned to Cui Jianghai and bowed respectfully to thank him:

"Thank you, Teacher Cui, for curing my sister's illness. If you need any reward, just say the word!

If there is anything I, Zhou Yi, can do, I will not hesitate!"

Zhou Yi's words were spoken with conviction, without the slightest hint of falsehood.

This also made Zhao Wenbin on the side nod secretly.

Affectionate and righteous, clear about gratitude and resentment.

This Zhou Yi, not only had infinite potential, but his personality also perfectly matched his taste.

And for such a genius, the government's investment of resources was absolutely worth more than the price!!

"No need for rewards, Secretary Zhao and the others have already paid."

"Moreover, your sister's illness, I only temporarily eased the symptoms, it's not really cured."

Cui Jianghai shook his head.

"Only temporarily eased the symptoms?"

Zhou Yi's brows furrowed, and then he hurriedly asked:

"May I ask Teacher Cui, what exactly is my sister's illness? Why couldn't even you cure it completely?"

Zhao Wenbin and the others nearby also cast concerned gazes upon hearing this.

If even a Level 35 Priest couldn't do anything, then they would have to find another way.