The door creaked open, and a figure clad in rags, with disheveled hair, looking neither human nor ghost, lunged forward.
"Ah!"
As if noticing an outsider, she shrieked and retreated, curling up in a corner, trembling.
Lin Fan noticed that cotton ropes were tied around her wrists, the other ends fastened to the bed.
"Wife, don't be afraid, I've found a doctor to treat you."
Li Jian said, slowly approaching.
Zhou Yi stood at the doorway, her heart aching, turning away to avoid looking.
Li Jian kept speaking words of comfort, yet his wife remained restless, as if terrified of something.
As Lin Fan drew nearer, she cowered further beneath the bed.
Even with her wrists bleeding from the ropes, she desperately tried to shrink further under the bed, emitting strange sounds.
"Wife, he's a doctor, here to save you."
Li Jian's heart ached, his weathered face etched with a pitiable expression.
"Don't be afraid, come out."
Upon reaching her, Li Jian embraced his wife.
His wife struggled fiercely.
"Roar, roar, roar..."
Bestial cries erupted, and his wife opened her mouth to bite her husband's neck.
"Ah!"
Li Jian cried out in pain, enduring it without pushing his wife away.
"Wife, let go."
Li Jian gently patted his wife's head.
But how could a madwoman obey?
She shook her head, a look of enjoyment on her face, her cheeks contracting as if sucking her husband's blood.
"Have you ever considered that your wife might not be mentally ill?"
Lin Fan asked.
"What?"
Li Jian, enduring the pain, looked at Lin Fan in surprise.
"Leave it to me."
In the dim light, Lin Fan's eyes glowed with a purple luminescence, causing Li Jian's heart to skip a beat.
He finally understood why Zhou Yi had so highly praised this young man.
Dr. Lin before him was clearly a master with extraordinary abilities!
"Let him go, he is your husband, who has cared for you for over ten years."
Lin Fan put down his medicine box, his tone brooks no argument.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."
The madwoman's gaze turned cold. After glancing at Lin Fan, a hint of fear flickered across her face.
However, her craving for blood prevented her from releasing her bite.
"All these years, have you never doubted?"
Lin Fan's gaze was sharp as he scanned Li Jian's body.
The dense array of wounds on him made one's scalp tingle.
"I... I don't believe in ghosts and spirits."
Li Jian said this without any conviction.
"Then, you can start believing now."
Lin Fan shook his head.
He knew Li Jian worked for the government, and seeking out witches or sorcerers would jeopardize his job if word got out.
Moreover, in this era, truly capable individuals were not easy to find.
"Release!"
Lin Fan shouted sternly and raised his palm to strike the madwoman's forehead.
In his vision, a faint gray light emanated from her forehead.
This gray light was like a living stain, residing within her Yintang acupoint.
An ordinary person encountering such a situation would be helpless, even if they found the source.
However, Lin Fan, possessing various divine abilities, always found ways to confront them.
Lin Fan's hand surged with purple energy, and with lightning speed, he pressed it against her forehead.
"Ah~"
The madwoman let out a piercing scream and finally released her husband.
"Wife, are you alright?"
Li Jian, clutching his injured neck, asked with concern.
"You should go outside for now."
Lin Fan said.
"Dr. Lin..."
Li Jian hesitated.
It was evident he deeply loved his wife; even though she had gone mad and bitten him severely, his affection remained.
"If you don't trust someone, you don't use them. Don't you understand that principle?"
Lin Fan persuaded him.
"Alright, alright. Dr. Lin, I'll be just outside. Call me if you need anything."
Li Jian turned and walked to the door, then looked back with lingering worry, "Wife, Dr. Lin can cure your illness. We can be like we used to be again..."
As he spoke, large teardrops began to fall.
A man doesn't cry easily; the hardships and suffering Li Jian had endured over the past decade were truly unimaginable to outsiders.
"Old Li, here."
Closing the door, Zhou Yi handed him a handkerchief.
Look at this man, his wife had been mad for over a decade, yet he remained devoted!
Thinking of her own ex-husband who had died in a car accident, Zhou Yi was filled with emotion.
"Thank you."
Li Jian took the expensive Burberry handkerchief and wiped the tears from his face.
"How is it inside?"
Zhou Yi asked.
"Dr. Lin said my wife isn't mentally ill."
Li Jian replied.
"Not mentally ill?"
Zhou Yi sounded surprised.
She was this insane, yet not mentally ill?
"Be quiet!"
A sharp roar suddenly came from the second bedroom.
Li Jian immediately became alert, pressed his ear to the door, listening to the sounds within.
Inside.
The madwoman was biting Lin Fan's arm, shaking her head, desperately wanting to drink more blood.
However, Lin Fan's entire arm was suffused with a vast, surging purple energy.
"Can you bite through this?"
Lin Fan chuckled.
Indeed, no matter how the madwoman gnawed, she couldn't harm Lin Fan in the slightest.
She bared her white teeth, her mouth opening and closing, making clicking sounds.
"Behave yourself."
Lin Fan grabbed her wrist.
She instinctively tried to escape, but Lin Fan's hand was like a massive stone, exerting unyielding pressure.
In desperation, she flailed and lunged at Lin Fan.
*Smack!*
A crisp sound.
Lin Fan moved a step ahead, pressing his other hand against her head.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."
The madwoman struggled desperately, but she was no match for Lin Fan's strength.
There were no outsiders in the room, so Lin Fan didn't need to conceal anything. He directly released a wisp of purple energy.
"Ah~"
As the purple energy touched the gray light, the madwoman let out a piercing scream.
Startled, Li Jian outside the door immediately reached for the doorknob.
"No!"
Zhou Yi quickly stopped him.
"Xiao Fan would never act rashly. You have to trust him, Old Li."
Zhou Yi persuaded him.
"Dad, what's wrong with Mom?"
The boy emerged from inside, asking.
Li Jian gritted his teeth, suppressing his anxiety, and replied, "It's nothing. Dad has invited a doctor to treat your mother. I'm here, you go back to your studies."
"Dad..."
The boy looked at his father with eyes full of fear and worry.
"Be good and go back. Later, when the doctor comes out, I'll ask if your mother's condition has improved."
Li Jian said, waving his son away.
Meanwhile, in the second bedroom, a wisp of gray, toxic mist slowly dissipated from the madwoman's forehead.
"Ah, ah, ah~"
She struggled ferociously, attacking Lin Fan with fists and kicks, opening her mouth to bite.
"Heh!"
Lin Fan sneered, his one hand firmly pinning her down.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Lin Fan then noticed that the gray light seemed unable to withstand the attack of the purple energy, and it suddenly began to seep downwards along the madwoman's skin, trying to escape.