Chapter 3 A Poisoned Little Boy

• "Sir, why is your nose bleeding? Please, stand up. Let me check you."
• Observing Francis' nosebleed, the female doctor refrained from jumping to any hasty conclusions.
• Indeed, the ability to see through things was somewhat fantastical.
• "Absolutely," Francis agreed enthusiastically, savouring the faint, fragrant aroma of the doctor as he seated himself at the bedside.
• Observing the slight swelling on his left cheek, the doctor noted, "Seems like you've taken a hit. Let me administer some medication for you."
• With finesse, the female doctor delicately applied the medication to Francis' skin.
• In this instant, the distance between her and Francis grew closer. Francis' lips curved into a sly smile as he once more activated his Heavenly Eye.
• Can I use my eyes to discern what lies beneath the lace bra?
• However, on this occasion, his vision unveiled something entirely unexpected.
• He saw the internal parts of the female doctor's body.
• Blood vessels, muscle tissues, internal organs, bones …
• These are things that aren't usually visible even with advanced medical equipment, yet he could see them clearly with his bare eyes at this moment.
• This sudden sensory experience made Francis feel both wonderful and somewhat uncomfortable.
• Suddenly, Francis' eyebrows raised slightly as he noticed a bluish-purple spot beneath the female doctor's abdomen. Memories about the Ghost Doctor flooded his mind.
• It seems like this lady suffers from cold urticaria.
• Cold urticaria, a relatively rare condition among women, is not a serious problem. It can be cured easily.
• "It's done," the doctor said as she stored away the medicinal aid. "Nora is your sister, right? I've examined her condition, and considering her current state, the prospects for a complete recovery are slim."
• Francis turned to look at his sister. Ever since their father disappeared and their mother was driven out of the family, the three of them had relied on each other for survival all these years.
• In order to provide for his education, Nora voluntarily gave up her own opportunity to study, as their mother simply couldn't afford to send both of them to school.
• Francis stepped forward and grabbed Nora's pulse.
• As Francis checked her pulse, he tapped into his Heavenly Eye, delving into Nora's mind.
• Inside Nora's spirit court, he noticed a blood clot, as big as a thumb, pressing against a nerve, aligning with the doctor's findings.
• The typical remedy would entail a perilous operation on the head, carrying a significant risk of nerve damage. This could potentially result in Nora becoming a cerebral palsy even if she recovered.
• "However, it's not a significant problem, as long as I have a set of silver needles."
• He muttered to himself, inheriting memories from his past life. Among the medical techniques in the realm of the Ghost Doctor, there was a technique known as the Ghost Doctor's 108 Needles, also called the Ghost Doctor's Divine Needles.
• From his memories, Francis knew that if he could perform that technique, he could even snatch back someone who had just died.
• There's a saying that describes the Ghost Doctor's wonderful medical ability: "The Ghost Doctor has the power to extend your life, even when Death himself is knocking at your door to claim you!"
• This underscored the Ghost Doctor's skill in rescuing lives from the brink of death.
• While Nora's situation might present difficulties for regular doctors, for Francis, it was a simple and safe procedure.
• "Miss, could you lend me a set of silver needles?"
• Francis turned around to look at the doctor. It was only at this moment, with his eyes returning to normal, that he noticed the name tag hanging from the female doctor's chest — Lydia Keene.
• A good name matches an even better person.
• Lydia paused for a moment. "What do you need the silver needle for?"
• "To rescue someone in need. Do you have them? I will pay you," Francis asked anxiously.
• The blockage hasn't yet affected the nerves, making the treatment relatively simple. However, if the blockage progresses to the nerves, there would be some risk involved in treatment, considering my current capabilities.
• "I don't have them. The only person in our hospital with silver needles is Dr. James Hunt. I'll accompany you to meet him."
• "Alright."
• Francis followed Lydia as she guided him to the door of a senior alternative medicine doctor's office.
• Even before stepping inside, they could hear a woman's desperate plea coming from inside.
• "Dr. Hunt, you're a respected senior doctor in Ashenwald. If even you can't help, must I witness my son's demise?"
• Following that, there came the somewhat resigned voice of an elderly man.
• "Ms. Owen, I offer my sincerest apologies. Your son has been poisoned, and the toxin has infiltrated his heart. My current ability allows me only to temporarily mitigate its impact."
• At that moment, Francis arrived at the door and caught sight of the young boy lying on the bed.
• The boy's lips were a deep shade of purple, his complexion pallid, and even his nails displayed a purplish hue, indicating he was severely poisoned.