Chapter 369 368: It's Alright Now

Mu Lin flicked his finger, and a silver needle shot past the people in his way, landing on Madam Qiao's neck.

Madam Qiao instantly fell unconscious and was pulled back by the nurses.

The nurses were all stunned. 'How did that happen so fast? Did something go wrong?'

Qiao Canhua rushed over and embraced his wife, lovingly smoothing her hair.

"Mu Lin, thank you."

Mu Lin didn't act modest. He simply gave a slight nod, accepting the thanks.

"Mu Lin, since you're here, could you please take a look and see what's wrong? I was just thinking that if this hospital couldn't help, I'd take my wife to Anhua to find you."

Mu Lin replied nonchalantly, "I can."

The middle-aged doctor who had been busy ordering the nurses to restrain Madam Qiao said:

"Chairman Qiao, in the psychiatric field, our hospital is top-tier. There's no way any hospital in Anhua is better than ours!"

Qiao Canhua said, "Doctor Zhou, please don't be so absolute. This young friend, Mu Lin, has superb medical skills as well. If you insist that my wife is insane, then I'll have no choice but to have him treat her."

Doctor Zhou said earnestly, "But a fact is a fact. Madam Qiao has gone insane. It's as simple as that."

Mu Lin chuckled. "She isn't insane; she's perfectly fine! Let me take a look."

He took Madam Qiao's wrist and carefully felt her pulse. "Hmm?"

Hearing that single sound, Qiao Canhua felt his heart leap into his throat. "What is it, Mu Xiaoyou? Is something wrong with your aunt?"

But Mu Lin broke into a brilliant smile. "Congratulations, Uncle Qiao. Your wife is pregnant. You're going to be a father."

Qiao Canhua was stunned for a moment, then immediately overcome with ecstasy. They had been married for many years without children, and now she was finally pregnant.

It hadn't even been a month since they returned from Anhua. It had happened so quickly.

Doctor Zhou had been watching with a cold, detached air, completely skeptical of Mu Lin's words.

'What does a mental disorder have to do with pregnancy? Besides, without an ultrasound, how could he possibly know Madam Qiao is pregnant?'

"Don't spout nonsense. If you could confirm a pregnancy just by feeling someone's wrist, there would be no need for an entire OB-GYN department."

Mu Lin just smiled. "Whether it's nonsense or not, let's let the facts do the talking!"

He turned to Qiao Canhua. "Uncle Qiao, have one of your men go buy some joss paper—the blank kind used for burning at gravesites."

Qiao Canhua was confused, but his faith in Mu Lin was absolute. He immediately dispatched one of his subordinates to carry out the task.

The subordinate went about it quickly. He was just an employee; if the boss told him to do something, he had to carry it out decisively, even if it meant playing the fool. Otherwise, there were plenty of others who would gladly take his place.

Doctor Zhou watched, his brow furrowed in disapproval. 'What is this nonsense? It's just a crude spectacle.'

'Now he's even bringing out joss paper.'

The subordinate quickly returned with a large bag of joss paper. Mu Lin immediately grabbed a stack and, with a calligraphy brush, swiftly drew on the top sheet.

The force of his stroke penetrated the entire stack, leaving the imprint of a talisman on all one hundred-plus sheets.

Mu Lin tossed his hand, and the sheets of talisman paper immediately scattered, plastering themselves firmly against the walls. The entire scene became rather bizarre.

The doctors and nurses all felt a chill run down their spines. 'This Mu Lin's hocus-pocus has to have a limit,' they thought. 'What on earth is he doing?'

"Mr. Qiao, you'd really rather believe this charlatan than listen to us doctors, is that it? I urge you to make him stop immediately, or this hospital is going to turn into a shaman's stage."

But Qiao Canhua replied, "I'd rather trust Mu Lin. He has a way of working miracles."

This infuriated Doctor Zhou so much he wanted to storm out and slam the door. In the end, however, he stayed. Offending a major businessman like Qiao Canhua would only hurt him in the long run. As a working professional, he knew he couldn't just act on impulse.

Finally, Mu Lin slapped a piece of talisman paper onto Madam Qiao's forehead. A moment later, Madam Qiao let out a low groan. The talisman paper on her forehead suddenly began to darken, turning as black as ink.

Mu Lin used a silver needle to peel off the now ink-black talisman paper. Even the silver needle was stained by the blackness.

"Look at that. So toxic," Mu Lin remarked.

Qiao Canhua's expression was grim. He never imagined something like this could happen and had no idea where this poison could have come from.

The moment the talisman paper was removed, Madam Qiao's eyebrows began to twitch.

Qiao Canhua quickly called out, "My dear! My dear!"

Madam Qiao opened her eyes. "Darling, what happened to me? Where are we?"

Qiao Canhua said, "We're at the hospital! But it's alright now, you're alright. We can talk about everything when we get home."

Qiao Canhua was overjoyed. His wife had finally stabilized and looked much better. A huge weight was lifted from his shoulders.

"The hospital?! Was something wrong with me?"

"Nothing much, just a small issue. Mu Lin saved you!" Qiao Canhua helped his wife sit up and smiled at Mu Lin.

Madam Qiao gave Mu Lin a deep bow. "Mu Lin, thank you so much!"

'Well, as long as she's okay,' Mu Lin thought. 'The outcome was pretty good, all things considered.' He smiled and said:

"Madam, you're being too kind. It is a healer's duty to save lives; it's nothing remarkable. You are my elder, so of course I must do everything in my power to save you, wouldn't you agree?"

Madam Qiao pressed her lips together, her feelings a complicated mix as she listened to Mu Lin's words.

"Mm."

Doctor Zhou was completely dumbfounded. Right after he had made all those cutting remarks, Madam Qiao had miraculously woken up, seemingly with nothing wrong with her.

'What is happening? This is a total slap in the face.'

"Uncle Qiao, let's get her discharged. Any more time in the hospital is just a waste."

Qiao Canhua walked past Dr. Zhou with a cool indifference, showing no change in his expression.

Dr. Zhou asked, "What just happened? Why did that work?"

No one paid him any mind.

Qiao Canhua had his wife discharged immediately and led Mu Lin back to his villa.

Along the way, Madam Qiao had a healthy appetite and seemed perfectly fine. Only then did Qiao Canhua finally start to relax.

Mu Lin asked, "Uncle Qiao, have you had a falling out with anyone recently?"

Mu Lin's question left Qiao Canhua momentarily stunned. "Mu Lin, why do you ask?"

Mu Lin said, "Your wife's condition isn't an illness. She's been cursed. That's why her mind became so disoriented."

A curse?!

Qiao Canhua was flabbergasted. Hearing such a thing so unexpectedly left him at a loss.

"Are you certain?"

Mu Lin said earnestly, "I have no reason to lie to you. Your wife's condition was difficult to treat, as you saw. That's because curses aren't affected by medicine; no conventional treatment would have worked."

"You saw it yourself just now. It took me a monumental effort to sort this out, which just goes to show how powerful it was."

Qiao Canhua pressed on, "Then tell me, how do we solve this now? Who did this? If I find out, I'll have them torn limb from limb."

Mu Lin calmly met Qiao Canhua's gaze. When Qiao Canhua saw Mu Lin looking at him, he suddenly felt a pang of embarrassment.

It was truly awkward. To make such a vicious threat without even knowing who the culprit was made him look like a fool.

"Mu Lin, you have to help me. I need to know who did this! Otherwise, being completely in the dark like this... it's unbearable!"

Mu Lin readily agreed. "Don't worry, I'm confident I can handle it. I'll make sure your wife's body is completely unharmed, and that both mother and child will be safe."

At the mention of mother and child, Madam Qiao immediately grew anxious and asked, "Mu Lin, am I really pregnant?"

"You really are!" Mu Lin said with a smile.

The atmosphere in the car instantly became euphoric. Everyone was overjoyed. Qiao Canhua felt like he could grab Mu Lin and kiss him right then and there.

"It's been less than a month since we got back from Anhua! We conceived so quickly?"

Mu Lin said, "It's not showing yet, but you're definitely pregnant. You can use a home pregnancy test to be sure."

"Sigh... Thank goodness Mu Lin was here. Otherwise, it might have been two lives lost... I don't know how I would have coped if that had happened."

Mu Lin smiled. "Uncle Qiao, listen to you. You're blessed with immense fortune. How could I ever let something like that happen on my watch?"

Qiao Canhua fell silent for a moment, unable to voice his thoughts to Mu Lin.

Throughout his career, he had always been upright and honest, never doing anything shady.

But success itself is enough to make enemies.

"Although I used the talisman paper to wake you, there is still residual curse energy in your consciousness. Madam, please close your eyes and rest. I will take care of everything."