"Ruirui, what's wrong?" The three of them rushed over quickly, and Ling Hao hugged Ruirui into his arms.
"Dad, there is a young lady lying over there!" Ruirui pointed to a big rock not far away with a pale face and said.
Ling Hao and the others looked around and saw a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old lying motionless on the ground.
There was no color on his face, his lips were purple, and he was as skinny as a stick. He weighed less than forty pounds.
"Brother, you are still alive." Xuan Pang quickly walked over to investigate, then took out a few silver needles from his body and inserted them into several important acupuncture points of the little girl.
"Honey, take Ruirui and wait for me here." Ling Hao put down Ruirui and said to Qin Yuxin.
"Yeah!" Qin Yuxin nodded slightly.
"How's it going?" Ling Hao walked up to Xuan Pang.
"The pulse is void, the essence is withdrawn, and there is a narrow escape from death!" Xuan Pang responded.
"Huh?" Ling Hao frowned and reached out to feel the little girl's pulse.
"Brother, this is weird!" After Ling Hao took his hand back, Xuan Pang spoke again, his face slightly solemn.
"Rescue her first and then talk about it!" Ling Hao looked unhappy and nodded slightly.
How could he not see the symptoms even Xuan Pang could see!
Moreover, he saw something more than Xuan Pang. The little girl was possessed by a ghost and was riddled with evil spirits. This disease was definitely not caused by any illness!
After he finished speaking, he put his hand on the little girl's heart, and a stream of Zhi Gang Zhi Yang's true energy poured into the little girl's body along his palm.
Cough! Cough! Cough!
After a few minutes, the little girl coughed a few times and opened her eyes with difficulty. Her eyes were empty and lifeless, and she was in a state of dissociation.
"Kid, what's your name?" Ling Hao said softly.
"I...what's my name..." the little girl said weakly, with a confused look on her face.
"Do you know why you are here?" Ling Hao asked again.
"I...don't know..." The little girl shook her head slightly.
"Do you know where your home is? Or do you know the names of your parents?" Ling Hao frowned again.
"I don't know..." The little girl seemed to have difficulty speaking every word.
"Brother, her situation is not optimistic. Her memory may have been damaged..." Xuan Pang took a deep breath and said.
"Use the Nine Needles of Xuanmen!" Ling Hao moved his hand away from her heart.
"Well..." Without the energy to protect her body, the little girl fainted again after a flash of pain between her brows.
Ling Hao then walked back to Qin Yuxin: "Honey, take Ruirui back to the car and wait for me."
"Husband, what happened to her? How about sending her to the hospital?" Qin Yuxin said.
"It's useless to go to the hospital in this condition!" Ling Hao shook his head slightly: "You take Ruirui and leave first, I will be back soon."
"Then...okay!" Qin Yuxin could vaguely see a hint of solemnity on Ling Hao's face, guessing that she probably didn't want Ruirui to see something.
"Dad, you and Fat Uncle come quickly, we are going boating later!" Ruirui said.
"Ruirui, be good, Fat Uncle and I will be here soon." Ling Hao said with a smile.
After Qin Yuxin hugged Ruirui and left, Ling Hao came to the little girl again. Xuan Pang had already laid the little girl flat on a piece of grass.
"Use the Xuanmen evil-dispelling acupuncture technique!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice.
"Brother, do you mean her?" Xuan Pang was slightly stunned.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded: "Let's get started!"
"Okay!" Xuan Pang nodded.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Then, with a flip of his wrist, the silver needle in his hand flew away and shot toward the eight acupuncture points of the little girl: Yintang, Taiyang, and Tanzhong.
