"I don't know if it's your grandpa who woke up!"

As soon as Mingzhen said this, Wan Ye's face turned dark and he glared at her. However, he obviously endured it and stepped forward to hold the old man's hand.

Mrs. Wu stepped forward vigilantly and blocked Mingzhen's side.

Wu Chengzong was stunned for a moment and quickly looked at the old man named Wan.

The attitude of the two of them was obviously towards trusting Mingzhen. Wan Ye still squatted forward unwaveringly and called his grandfather softly.

But, the next moment.

The old man's hand, which was as dry as a bone claw, had been inserted halfway into Wan Ye's chest. When the old man opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with darkness.

"hey-hey......"

Wan Ye's eyes were filled with sorrow, and he remained motionless, looking at the old man quietly.

Mingzhen thought, indeed...

"Get out of the way!"

The flames rose in her hand, and she was about to force the manifest alien spiritual power out of the old man's body again, but Wan Ye stood in front of her.

Mingzhen:??

With Mingzhen's eyesight, it was obvious that Wan Ye stuck the withered claw on his chest in time.

It looks scary and dangerous.

In fact, the other party's life was not in danger.

The worst-case scenario is that she, the master healer, and Wu Chengzong, the senior healer, are here. As long as they don't die on the spot, there is a high chance of being rescued.

"Get out of the way! Let me..." Erase the intruder.

"Stop!" Wan Ye's voice was cold and bitter.

Reject Mingzhen from approaching.

He held the old man's hands with both hands, and didn't mind the blood-red wound on his chest that was already flowing down his clothes. He just kept looking at the old man with his eyes and never moved away.

The old man's dark eyes looked at him blankly.

However, a strange laughter came from his mouth.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid!" Wan Ye's voice was very low, as if he was trying to soften his voice. He used his back to block the sight of Mingzhen and others.

In the gesture of shaking hands, he released one hand and combed the old man's hair.

Then, he picked the person up with one hand.

He strode out the door.

Mingzhen:??

Is this guy dead?

Don't trust her?

I was a little angry, especially... Mingzhen chased him out and shouted to the other party: "Wait! You haven't paid the treatment fee yet!"

Wan Ye paused in his steps with inexplicable grief in his heart.

Turning his head expressionlessly.

Sharp eyes.

Make eye contact with Mingzhen.

Mingzhen was not afraid of him. She raised her head, stared at him, and pointed at the old man he was holding, whose hands and feet were restrained and unable to move.

"Can't you feel how much vitality fluid I spent on him?"

"One more treatment from Jingshiyan!"

Although there is no complete treatment, it’s not that she doesn’t give treatment, it’s that the other party has died. But without treatment, do you want to escape the previous expenses?

Wan Ye took a deep look at Ming Zhen.

Seeing that her attitude was very natural, without the... contempt and fear that he thought, this made him feel a little more comfortable, and he said calmly:

"All my points were exchanged for the source of life. I wanted to do three things for you in return..."

Mingzhen rolled her eyes.

"Haha! This method of evading debt is quite interesting!"

Wan Ye glanced at Mingzhen again, helplessness flashed in his eyes: "I am Wan Ye, they all know me!"

"But I don't know you!"

Ming Zhen is straightforward and confident.

Wan Ye fell silent for a moment.

After a long pause, he said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Mingzhen rolled her eyes and didn't want to roll her eyes. Brother, you think too highly of yourself: "Are you a ghost? I'm not afraid of anything except ghosts!"

"No, I mean..." Wan Ye lowered his head and glanced at his grandfather who was struggling in his arms.

"My grandfather."

Ming Zhen was at a loss. This old man was indeed as thin as a ghost, but after being soaked in the vitality liquid, his wrinkles had spread out a lot.

It doesn't look like a ghost anymore.

Cough! No!

It looks much more natural.

What's so scary?

"Do you like to keep that weird thing in your grandpa's body? You really don't want to treat it? You have to believe that I'd better find the best confinement cabin for people to maintain it. It may take some time for the light master to return."

Mingzhen intuitively knew that the other two master healers were powerless to deal with this situation.

Wan Ye originally looked at Ming Zhen with a somewhat gentle look.

I am also willing to listen patiently to what she has to say.

At this time, after hearing clearly what Ming Zhen said, sword light seemed to shoot out from his eyes, and his whole aura changed. He looked down and then raised his head.

"What do you mean staying in my grandfather's body?! Not a shadow...?"

Mingzhen looked at Mr. Wan who was obviously avoiding her, and said indifferently:

"I can't guarantee whether it's the power of the shadows, but the old man's mental power is almost exhausted. If he doesn't save it, I don't have much confidence!"

Wan Ye's whole aura changed again. He stepped forward and lifted his grandfather up in a half-kneeling position.

Put it in front of Mingzhen.

"Please master, save my grandpa!!"

Mrs. Wu echoed behind her: "Master, Mr. Wan has a good character and is a loyal member of the Wan family. If you can save him, you will..."

Wu Chengzong could tell that the head of the family planned to save people.

I don’t understand why my aunt is talking about this.

In his opinion, whether the head of the family saves people or not only depends on his inner heart, and does not seem to have much to do with anything external. This is also related to the healer's thinking.

However, he did not interrupt his aunt, but said to Wan Ye:

"Do you think the old man has been completely infected by the shadow? It looks a bit like it. However, the life in the old man is still alive, so at least there is a glimmer of hope!"

Wu Chengzong's words made Wan Ye trust him even more.

"Isn't it a complete infection? Is there still hope?" His voice became much hoarse, as if he was too excited and couldn't hold up his breath.

Mingzhen stepped forward, holding a flame in her hand.

Wan Ye moved his fingers, feeling the struggle and fear of the person in his arms. He was unsure whether the other person was deceiving him.

Just to... destroy the newly transformed shadow...

Wan Ye looked at Mingzhen, looked at her calm and clear eyes, and stared at him, looking unhappy.

"Can you cure it or not?"

The flames were about to fall on Mr. Wan Ye, but the man actually blocked it with his arms, and the weird thing kept shrinking into Wan Ye's arms.

Even the weird smile is gone.

It looks... a bit like she is a villain and is persecuting good people.

"My grandfather...he was loyal and upright throughout his life. If he is infected with the power of the shadow, it must not be his true intention!"

Wan Ye looked bitterly at his grandfather, who had lost all of his former temperament.

"If he knows that his nature has been forcibly distorted, he will definitely... would rather die than let himself become an enemy of the country! An enemy of mankind!"

"His whole life..."
To be continued...