Leech Therapy

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

The sound of the night watchman's gong came from afar, and Chen Zhang had already crushed the twenty-first brick.

He has always had a good temper; even if he were stabbed by a thug, he could still laugh and joke.

But Chen Zhangxin has completely lost his composure.

He was fiddling with bricks one moment and stretching his neck to peer into the side room the next.

"Why can't a man watch his wife give birth? It's not like he's never seen his wife's butt before, I..."

He hummed and mumbled something, and just as the thought crossed his mind, he felt a gust of wind sweep across the sky.

Just as Chen Zhang was about to slap him in the opposite direction, he saw Zhang Xuezhou's body wobbling and falling down.

This forced Chen Zhang to change his slapping motion to a grabbing and pulling motion.

"Eastern Scholar..."

"The medicine is ready!"

Before Chen Zhang could finish speaking, Zhang Xuezhou landed and hurried away.

The moment Chen Zhang pushed open the door, he saw the bronze lamp that the beautiful woman had given him earlier being blown about by the wind and waves, and then it went out after a few moments.

"Lady!"

"Go out!"

When Chen Zhang let out a howl, he was scolded by Chunyu Tiying and had no choice but to stop howling and close the door.

He was filled with trepidation, feeling as if the howling cold wind at dawn was like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, threatening to take Wei Shao'er's life.

"Go away, go away, get rid of all the illnesses on my wife!"

If they had been together for decades, Chen Zhang thought he might be able to take life and death lightly, but their passionate love and the birth of their child had only lasted a few short months. How could he be so open-minded? He even had thoughts of giving his own life to extend Wei Shao'er's life.

The more suffering Wei Shao'er endured, the less awkward Chen Zhangxin felt.

He once thought he had gotten a great deal by snatching someone else's wife away, and he even felt a bit guilty.

Chen Zhang's views were completely different from those of Zhang Xuezhou and others, and were even more distorted. He was completely unaware that Wei Shao'er was taking advantage of him.

He muttered to himself and kept swinging his sword wildly, trying to drive away the evil spirits.

"Heaven above, as long as the child can live, I will live a quiet life with her and have no other thoughts!"

"God, please let my wife live! I will slaughter pigs and sheep to offer as sacrifices to you every year from now on!"

He was in a somewhat deranged state, wildly brandishing his longsword and shouting.

The servants dared not speak up to stop him, and could only let Chen Zhang go mad in the courtyard.

Only when the child's voice came from the side room did Chen Zhang's face light up with joy.

"This is the eighth time, the eighth time. This is the eighth time the child has woken up in pain. She has survived her seventh brush with death!"

Zheng Wukong once mentioned that Wei Shao'er could only suffer the pain seven times; the eighth time would inevitably lead to his death.

Ever since that woman hung a lamp in the side room, Wei Shao'er has never been awake and has been in a coma.

Only when he cried out in pain and regained consciousness did Chen Zhang feel a little relieved.

Holding his sword, he hesitated, sometimes wanting to peek into the side room, sometimes afraid of being scolded by Chunyu Tiying, and even worried that it would harm Wei Shao'er.

This made him feel a strong urge to do something.

Chen Zhang paced back and forth, sword in hand, his mind in turmoil. Suddenly, he saw a handsome and elegant Daoist priest riding the waves from afar.

"Young friend, I am the True Person of Jinguang Cave on Qianyuan Mountain. On a whim, I sensed a bloody calamity lurking here, and I have come to avert this disaster!"

"True Person?"

As Chen Zhang watched the Daoist priest descending from mid-air, he felt as if people from the sky were emerging one by one.

Previously, Zhang Xuezhou had fallen from mid-air, and now a Daoist priest had arrived.

He saw that the Daoist had a slender forehead and eyebrows and a long, flowing beard, and indeed looked like a highly accomplished Daoist master. This made Chen Zhang wave his hand to stop the many servants who were holding the hilts of knives and swords.

"My wife is having a difficult childbirth. Please, True Person, help me avert this calamity," Master Chen said, bowing deeply.

After chanting "God" for a while, Chen Zhang felt that this was the person sent by God to save Wei Shao'er's life.

"It's alright, please let me in!"

The Daoist priest spoke in mid-air, his calm voice carrying a sense of composure, and his figure appeared even more ethereal.

"Please, True Person!"

Chen Zhang extended his hand in invitation, then quickly moved closer to the door of the side room and whispered inside.

"A True Person claims he can avert disaster; I hope you will open the door for him," said Master Chen.

"What, True Person?"

The door was opened a crack, and Zhang Xuezhou immediately saw the painting demon making a show of itself in mid-air.

This made Zhang Xuezhou spit out a mouthful of contempt.

He was about to tell the other party to roll back into the painting when he suddenly remembered that although the other party didn't have much cultivation, the painting demon certainly had keen eyesight and even some understanding of biochemistry.

This prompted him to quickly extend his hand in greeting.

"Daoist Master, come quickly!"

"Haha, young man, you have good taste, recognizing a True Person like me!"

The painting demon stroked his beard and chuckled, then shouted down to the crowd below.

"Why are you all looking up? Why don't you bow your heads to welcome this True Person who has landed to save people?" the Painted Demon said, stroking his beard.

"Thank you, True Person! I hope True Person!"

Chen Zhang was the most obedient, and immediately lowered his head.

In his desperation, the master sought medical help indiscriminately, accepting anything he could find, and the servants could only bow their heads and agree with his cries.

"We respectfully invite the True Person!"

Amidst the shouts of the servants, the painted demon swiftly swayed the paper figure's body and floated down.

He had just swaggered into the doorway when Zhang Xuezhou grabbed him and pulled him inside.

"You must give me normal respect. I, a dignified True Person, shouldn't be dragged around like this..."

"You've come at the right time, help us take a look at her!"

In the side room, Wei Shao'er lay on the bed, Zheng Wukong lay on a medical stretcher, and Chunyu Tiying was recuperating in a chair.

When Zhang Xuezhou brought a Daoist priest into the room, one of them had his eyes darting around, while the other turned his head, his eyes showing disbelief.

"She's currently on life-sustaining medication and has been guided by Dr. Chunyu's acupuncture and the Nine Revolutions Qi-Harmony Technique to keep her alive, but her mind hasn't fully recovered yet. Oh... she is indeed giving birth!"

After Zhang Xuezhou's explanation, and when Hua Yao interrupted, Zhang Xuezhou nodded to indicate that Wei Shao'er's focus was on having children.

"I thought it was some kind of bloody disaster that had stirred my heart so much, but I never imagined it would be this kind of bloodshed!"

When Hua Yao is serious, he looks like a wise and enlightened master, but when he sticks out his long tongue and licks his face, his demonic nature is immediately exposed.

"What is this?" Chunyu Tiying asked in a low voice.

"A highly accomplished master!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied, then stared at the painting demon again.

If the painting demon can't offer any real help, Zhang Xuezhou will have to stuff this rashly revealed creature back into the painting; there's no way he can release it anytime soon.

"This half-demon has so much dragon blood in her body, ah, I really want to go up and suck it up... Yes, that's right, her childbirth is very dangerous, we need to pay special attention to the following three points!"

The demon's true form was revealed, and it wasn't until Zhang Xuezhou slapped him on the head that he snapped out of his dazed state.

"Which three points?" Zhang Xuezhou demanded.

"..."

Which three points?

"The first point is that her condition is very dangerous, and we need to pay special attention to the possibility of her having a difficult labor."

"Anything else?"

"Another point is that her labor was very dangerous, and we need to pay special attention to the high risks she faces during childbirth."

"Um?"

"The last point is, how come there's so much dragon blood in her body? This stuff is deadly; it's currently clashing and changing wildly within her. That dragon blood is definitely trying to drain her body and transform into a dragon soul!"

The painting demon stammered out two nonsensical sentences, but only when Zhang Xuezhou grabbed the painting demon by the neck did it honestly confess.

"I've decided to sacrifice my life to drain her blood," the demonic painter struggled, "So that her body will be saved. Please, you must believe me!"

"Fraud!"

If it weren't for the flat, paper-thin bodies, the way the demons were pretending would actually be quite touching.

But it wasn't just Zhang Xuezhou who knew this guy's background; even Chunyu Tiying and Zheng Wukong could see it.

"What he said makes sense. If the demon blood could be extracted from Wei Shao'er's body, the internal conflict would indeed decrease!"

Zhang Xuezhou grabbed the painting demon, silencing the little demon. After Chunyu Tiying offered an explanation, he released the painting demon.

"Only those who have studied medicine will respect me, unlike some ignorant fools... I admit I wanted to take a little blood, but I was genuinely helping her!"

Zhang Xuezhou released the demon's neck, but before he could utter two words of triumph, he felt his neck tighten, which made him quickly change his mind.

"This coincides with the medical treatment of leeches, I think we can give it a try," Zheng Wukong said.

Leech therapy? Please!

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand, gesturing for the painting demon to come forward.

He also wanted to see how the leech-like creature, the Painting Demon, sucked Wei Shao'er's blood and how it managed to save him from danger.