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092 Black Sect Evil Talisman

Tears flowed out of Li Hanyan's eyes, Jiang Fan immediately stopped moving. He withdrew his hand and said nervously, "Why are you crying!"

"Why are you stopping and keep bullying me!" Li Hanyan cried.

Unexpectedly, Li Hanyan, who was strong in character, actually cried. Jiang Fan was a little at a loss. What he feared the most was the woman crying. At this time, the elevator door opened, "I hate you!" Li Hanyan rushed out.

Jiang Fan was stunned in the elevator, alas! He touched the face that was beaten by Li Hanyan. Jiang Fan pressed the elevator button and the elevator slowly descended to the first floor.

When Jiang Fan returned to the difficult and complicated disease department, he felt very depressed. When he picked up a newspaper and was reading it, the office door suddenly rang.

"Please come in!"

The person who came in was Liang Yan. After closing the door casually, she sat beside Jiang Fan. "I saw Li Hanyan crying just now. I wonder what happened?"

"Oh, Li Hanyan cried, what did she say?" Jiang Fan said deliberately in surprise.

"I only heard her scolding hooligans, perverts, etc. I never saw her crying. Who provoked her today? It wasn't you?" Liang Yan looked at Jiang Fan.

"How could it be me? I just came back from the house of the jewelry king Wang Dafu. I have been sitting in the office reading newspapers and haven't gone out at all." Jiang Fan made up with a beating in his face without blushing.

"Really, who else would dare to mess with Sister Li in this hospital besides you?" Liang Yan said.

"I wonder, who is it?" Jiang Fan said, and Jiang Fan put his hand on Liang Yan's thigh and gently stroked it.

"This is the office, don't do anything wrong." Liang Yan blushed and pushed Jiang Fan's hand away.

"Not afraid, no one will come." Jiang Fan's hand began to become dishonest and reached Liang Yan's back and stroked her.

The office door rang, and Jiang Fan immediately withdrew his hand, "Please come in!"

"Director Jiang, Director Feng of the Emergency Department asked you to go over and take a break." A doctor said.

"I have something to do, let's go first!" Liang Yan immediately stood up and ran out in a hurry.

"Director Feng, come to me at this time! Have you encountered a problem again?"

Jiang Fan left the office and saw from a distance that there were people everywhere in the emergency department. Jiang Fan squeezed into the crowd. Director Feng saw Jiang Fan and immediately greeted: "Director Jiang, you are here. You can only treat this patient!"

"Director Feng, what patient?" Jiang Fan said.

"Please go to the emergency room to see it. The patient is very strange. He has been twitching since yesterday and is unconscious. We took a film and had an MRI, and there was no abnormality in the head. The body temperature and heart rate are abnormal. The body temperature is rising and falling, and the heart rate is fast and slow, but the reason is not found." Director Feng said.

The two arrived at the emergency room. A middle-aged man was lying on the bed. His whole body was twitching, his face was pale, and his eyes were closed. After Jiang Fan used the Tianmu acupoint to see through, he found that the patient's head had no black disease, nor any other color disease.

"What's going on? Since he has no illness, is his soul lost?"

Jiang Fan immediately looked through the heart area where the soul was hidden, and the patient's soul was gone, and the three souls were missing two souls!

"Are the family here?" Jiang Fan said.

"Here, this is his wife. If you have anything to do, please ask her." Director Feng pointed to a crying woman next to the hospital bed.

"Who did you offend before your husband got sick?" Jiang Fan asked.

"No!"

"Think about it carefully, have you offended someone in the past six months?" Jiang Fan said.

"Let me think about it!" The woman thought for a moment, "Oh, I remembered that half a year ago, a Taoist asked for money from our family, but my husband refused. He said something you would regret and left. We didn't care at that time. The Taoist was wearing a ragged dress, like a beggar.

"Don't hesitate, take me to your house to have a look." Jiang Fandao.

"Director Jiang, what should the patient do?" Director Feng said, he was very confused. Why did Jiang Fan go to the patient's home? Isn't this nonsense?

"The patient is here, wait until I come back to treat it." Jiang Fan said.

The patient's family lives in the southern outer ring of the suburbs. It is a two-story brick house. Jiang Fan walked around the house for a week and found a small oil cloth bag at the foot of the southeast wall of the house.

"Is this tart cloth bag from your family?" Jiang Fan said.

"No, we don't have this kind of tarpaulin bag."

Jiang Fan opened the oil cloth bag, and there was a thread of head and a piece of yellow paper. He opened the yellow paper and drew a talisman on his face. Jiang Fan immediately recognized that this talisman was the Soul-Devouring Talisman, which was the evil talisman of the Black Sect.

"I didn't expect that Donghai City would meet the Black Cult!" Jiang Fan said in surprise.

This Black Cult is a branch of the talisman and belongs to a cult. It specifically uses evil talismans to harm people, so it is called the Black Cult by people in the martial arts world.

The Black Cult is best at drawing talismans with chicken blood, then put them together with their heads, and buried them in the southeast corner of the house of the residents. In just half a year, the owner of this house will definitely get sick, and the three souls and six spirits are gradually swallowed up by the evil talisman, and his last life is over.

This insidious method of harming people is hard to guard against, so the Black Cult has a bad reputation in the world and is called a cult.

To save the patient, you must crack this soul-devouring and soul-destroying talisman. This talisman was drawn with rooster blood. To crack it, you need to pour blood on it and then burn it with fire to crack this talisman.

It just so happened that the owner of this family had a yellow dog. If you crack the soul-devouring and soul-destroying talisman, you must have the yellow dog's blood. Other dog blood is ineffective.

"Take your dog here and take another bowl and a knife." Jiang Fan said.

"What are you doing with a dog?"

"If you want to save your husband, don't ask why, just do what I said." Jiang Fan said.

"Okay, I'll be here to lead the dog right away."

Soon a yellow dog was brought in. Jiang Fan took out a knife and cut a small hole in the dog's legs. The blood flowed into the bowl.

Jiang Fan threw the talisman into the blood. With a "swish!", a smoke rose from the bowl. The talisman on the yellow paper disappeared immediately, and the blood immediately turned black, like burning charcoal.

"Chao this thread of head and this piece of yellow paper immediately, and your husband's illness will be cured immediately." Jiang Fan said.

"Okay, I'll burn this head and yellow paper immediately." The woman immediately took out a match and lit the yellow paper and the thread of the head. After a moment, the yellow paper and head turned into ashes.

"Let's go back, your husband's illness should be cured." Jiang Fan said.

The two returned to the hospital and just entered the emergency department. Director Feng said happily: "It's such a strange thing. The patient's fever has subsided, and he has stopped twitching. He has woken up."

"Ah, my husband is really well!"

The woman hurried into the ward, and her husband was getting out of bed and walking, "Liangen, you're here!"

"Yuxiu!"

The couple hugged each other tightly, and Jiang Fan immediately left the emergency department quietly and returned to the difficult and complicated disease department.

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