Yu Guo pressed his left hand against Tong Guan's burning forehead while using an inconspicuous wooden comb in his right hand to comb through his short hair.
As the Sin Object's effect took hold, Tong Guan's pale face gradually regained a hint of color.
Like a restless child, he fiercely resisted this "healing ritual" and kept struggling.
Chang Nian and Yu Guo held him down tightly and forced the treatment through.
Slowly, Tong Guan's struggles weakened, and his body temperature gradually dropped.
At the same time, Yu Guo's complexion began to worsen. As the number of strokes increased, he began coughing.
The Wooden Comb Sin Item's healing effect actually came at the cost of its user's vitality, essentially robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Fortunately, this was not a severe injury like a lost limb. It was merely a matter of treating his mental state, so the price was far smaller.
About five or six minutes later, Yu Guo let out a long breath, withdrew his hands, wiped the sweat from his face, and softly said:
"No problem now."
Xiao Qian Duyue hurried over to ask how he was doing.
Yu Guo merely waved a hand and replied with a cheerful smile:
"Luckily, his injuries weren't serious. For me, it's no worse than catching a cold. It's nothing."
After thanking him, Chang Nian quickly helped Tong Guan up from the bed and asked in a low voice.
Tong Guan slowly opened his eyes. Though he was still somewhat weak, the light in his eyes showed that he was out of danger.
"I'm fine now. Thanks to Yu Guo..."
Yu Guo only smiled and said nothing.
Leaning against the doorway, Fang Shenyan saw that Tong Guan was unharmed and asked gravely:
"What did you encounter during your operation? Why did you come