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Chapter 1865

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When they arrived at the South Wing Platoon, Mubai discovered that not many people were on duty. After all, the South Wing Platoon had only just been established. Not many people were assigned to guard the place.

"Officer Mubai, what's wrong?" a female Maga in charge of communication asked in a panic.

"She seems to be under some kind of Curse. Quick, find a way to give her some blood," Mubai said to the female Maga.

"Oh … sure, sure!"

The headquarters of the South Wing Platoon was equipped with some emergency medicine. Mubai had no choice but to figure out a way to deal with the situation on his own when he saw that not many people knew how to treat a Healer.

"Mu Xumian, listen to me, what have you been eating for the past three days? Tell me everything," Mubai said sternly as he placed her on the bed.

"I … I don't remember, it hurts, it hurts!" Mu Xumian clutched her stomach. No matter how hard she tried to cover her mouth, fresh blood continued to pour out from the corner of her lips. She was struggling to speak. She could only stare at Mubai in pain, like a dying person begging for help!

Mubai looked at Mu Xumian. Her face was so pale that he could see her nerves and blood vessels. She was fine not long ago, yet she had suddenly turned into a mess. He was also taken by surprise.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Li Kai rushed into the room and saw Mu Xumian struggling on the bed. Li Kai immediately turned into a beast when he saw her miserable appearance. He immediately charged at Mubai.

"What did you do to her!?" Li Kai snapped furiously.

"Whether she's going to live or not will depend on what we do in the next fifteen minutes. If you really care about her, let go of your hand on my collar and ask the Healer of the north district to come here," Mubai said coldly.

Li Kai also realized how serious the situation was. He glared at Mubai and ran out of the building.

About two minutes later, the female liaison came in with a young woman in white clothes. When the young woman saw the large pool of blood on the bed, her face revealed a bit of surprise.

"Was her artery cut?" the young woman asked.

Mubai glanced at her and realized that this woman seemed to be a college student who had just graduated. She even had a student badge on her chest. She was from Hangzhou.

"Are you a Healer?" Mubai asked.

"Yes, she's bleeding a lot. We need to give her some blood first," the female graduate said.

"The chief has already done so, but the new blood needs a certain amount of time to circulate in the body. If she continues to vomit blood like this, she won't be able to keep her life," the female liaison said.

"I'll use the Healing Butterfly Spirit on her first …" The graduate walked up to Mu Xumian and placed her hand on Mu Xumian's forehead. Leaves of light lit up on the graduate's body.

"Pa!"

Mubai slapped the graduate's hand away. The graduate was stunned. She stared at her reddened hand and snapped angrily, "What are you doing!?"

"Didn't your teachers teach you that you shouldn't use Healing Magic recklessly before you know what kind of injury the patient is suffering from!" Mubai snapped.

"Am I the Healer, or are you the one?" the female graduate snapped angrily, feeling humiliated.

Mubai ignored her. He took out a tiny silkworm from a box.

The tiny silkworm dug into Mu Xumian's skin. It wriggled from Mu Xumian's arm to her chest.

In less than half a minute, Mu Xumian vomited again. The tiny silkworm was spat out from the blood too. It fell to the ground and tried to crawl back into Mubai's box, but it died soon after.

"Is it poisonous?" the graduate asked in astonishment when she saw the tiny silkworm that was used to examine the patient.

"No," Mubai shook his head.

"Is it a curse?" the graduate asked again.

"The symptoms are similar, but the curse won't affect my Bloodworm," Mubai shook his head.

The graduate glanced at the dead Bloodworm on the ground. She finally understood why Mubai did not allow her to use Healing Magic.

Most of the time, Healing Magic was able to heal the injured tissues at a rate a few dozen times or even a hundred times faster. It was similar to a catalyst, allowing the body to recover rapidly in a short period of time.

However, when it came to certain poisons and curses, healing spells could not be used easily. For example, poisonous parasites that had already fused with the human body. If one were to cast a healing spell at this time, it would be like adding a greenhouse effect to the parasites. These parasites would also grow at a speed that was hundreds of times faster than normal, which would speed up the death of the patient.

The Bloodworm was a special little creature that Poison Mages raised. When Healers were unable to sense the patient's condition with their own hands, these little creatures were the best detectors. They could use the things the Bloodworm carried out to determine the patient's condition, such as blood clots, poison, broken bones, necrosis of muscles, rotting of organs …

If the Bloodworm did not come out alive, it basically meant the patient was poisoned.

If the Bloodworm was perfectly fine after it came out alive, it meant it was a curse, and the curse was targeted at a specific target.

It was difficult to tell if the Bloodworm had died on its way back after it came out … but either way, it was unwise to cast a Healing Spell on the patient!

Mubai knelt down and picked up the Bloodworm's corpse. He wanted to know how the Bloodworm had died. Did it come into contact with some harmful substance, or was it killed by some parasite? However, after inspecting the Bloodworm, Mubai discovered nothing apart from a strange mark on the Bloodworm's body. The blood it spat out was clean, too.

The graduate and the liaison stood there, holding their breaths. Mu Xumian, who was lying beside them, was unwilling to die just like that, too. She forced herself to swallow the blood that was spat out. She had no idea if it was going to work, but it was better than spitting it all out.

"Is there anyone with the Light Element in the South Wing Platoon? I want someone with strong Purifying Magic," Mubai asked the liaison after inspecting the Bloodworm carefully.

"Yes, there is, Captain Pan is a Light Mage."

"Call him over, ask him to purify it with the Holy Chant!" Mubai said.

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