Chapter 211 - 73: Yun Sheng’s Hypnotism

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Even Yun Bahe spoke up, Yun Cangxue could not help but give up on trying to drive Yun Sheng away. Yun Canglang was still deep in a state of mental confusion, his face showing madness, and only Yun Bahe forcefully restraining him could ensure he did not harm others. "Let me clarify beforehand, I practice both Magic Potions and Ancient Medical Skill. During the treatment, I will combine both magic and ancient medical skills, so there’s no need to be overly surprised," Yun Sheng knew that magic was not to be used inside Yun Residence, similar to the old rules of Wuxuan Wuji Hall. But now, for the sake of Yun Canglang’s illness, Yun Bahe also had to break this precedent. Taking out the Mysterious Bone Wand, Yun Sheng began to chant. Her lips moved, and a gentle glow flickered on the Magic Wand. Water Element Basic Magic, Cloud Dream Ice Sleep. Yun Sheng needed to examine Yun Canglang’s condition, so she had to calm him down first. A pale blue chill enveloped both Yun Bahe and Yun Canglang. "Father!" Yun Cangxue, fearing that Yun Sheng would harm her father, tried to stop her. "It’s alright, she means no harm," Due to his prejudice against Mages, Yun Bahe had almost never used magic for healing in his life, and even when severely injured, he would only consume some Elixirs. This was his first time facing healing magic, and being enveloped in this faintly glowing mist, Yun Bahe felt his mood becoming much calmer. The initially restraint Yun Canglang also stopped howling and fidgeting. Yun Sheng took the opportunity to have Yun Bahe release Yun Canglang, and she walked up in front of him, looking him in the eye. A streak of gold flashed across Yun Sheng’s eyes. "Young General Yun, tell me, what did you see? Speak," Yun Sheng’s voice was very gentle, and her speaking pace was slow. Modern medical technology was much more advanced than that of Wuji Continent, especially in terms of mental illness—medications could only alleviate, but were often unable to cure. The reason Yun Canglang was hallucinating and going mad was because his memories were still stuck in that war from years ago. The purpose of using Cloud Dream Ice Sleep was to calm him down first, then to employ true healing techniques, targeting his post-war syndrome. The best treatment plan was hypnotism. Under the effect of Cloud Dream Ice Sleep, Yun Sheng could better utilize Shennong’s Eyes. Yun Canglang, as if trapped in a dream, shivered violently, his voice full of regret and pain: "They are dead, all dead. Brothers from Yun Family Army, over a thousand men, all dead! Rivers of blood, bodies everywhere, all because of me, them... I won’t let them go!" He was recalling that battle which significantly weakened Great Zhou. In his trembling voice, a bloody massacre reappeared before everyone. Zhan Li painfully closed his eyes, and at that moment, Yun Bahe’s tall figure seemed to stoop slightly. Only Yun Cangxue appeared unfazed, as she had never truly experienced war. "Young General Yun, relax a bit, everything has passed. That battle concluded years ago. You are safe right now, you are in the General Mansion. Those soldiers’... remains and their families have also been settled," Yun Sheng quietly sighed inwardly, Shennong’s Eyes contracted, and the golden light flashed again. Yun Canglang felt a heavy blow in his mind, as if someone was waking him up from many years of slumber. His originally turbid eyes gradually regained clarity. The moment he regained consciousness, Yun Canglang saw numerous caring eyes. "Dad, Brother Zhan, and you three sisters, why are you all here?" Yun Canglang, who also occasionally had lucid moments, woke up this time feeling that his mind was not as muddled as before; he felt much more relaxed. He took a deep breath and felt a sense of relief in his chest, as if he had gotten rid of some heavy burden. "Second brother, how do you feel?" Zhan Li’s face was filled with disbelief. To this layman, it seemed Yun Sheng did nothing but talk with Yun Canglang for a moment, and then Yun Canglang gradually regained consciousness. Not a single medicine was used, not a single needle was inserted, and yet he regained consciousness—that’s too mysterious. "Who is this?" Yun Canglang then noticed a strange young girl in the room, holding a Magic Wand in her hand. a Mage? Father and little sister actually allowed a Mage to enter the General Mansion, this is truly unprecedented. Yun Canglang took a closer look at Yun Sheng and found her face familiar as if he had seen her somewhere before. "Third brother, this is the new Sacrificial Elder hired by our Martial Arts Hall. Don’t judge her by her young age; her Medical Skill is very miraculous, and her views are quite different from others. Just now she said that your illness is not hysteria, but something called Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Let her check your hand," urged Zhan Li. "Brother Zhan, I appreciate your kindness, but my hands have already been crippled, why bother going to such lengths and wasting manpower and resources," Yun Canglang knew his father’s temper very well. Every time a Mage was mentioned, the old man would get furious. That this female Mage could stay in Yun Residence was already a miracle. "Your right hand is beyond help, but your left hand is still there. The tendons in your left hand are just injured; if there’s a chance to clear them, even if you can’t practice martial arts anymore, at least you can live a normal life," Zhan Li sighed, knowing that after many years of fruitless seeking for a cure, Yun Canglang had lost hope for his hand amidst his hysteria. Now that the "hysteria" troubling him for years has been resolved, the next step would be to treat his hand. Yun Sheng’s gaze fell on Yun Canglang’s hand, and upon examining, she understood why Zhan Li would say such. External rumors said that Yun Canglang, the second son of the Martial Saint General Mansion, had his hands injured by the enemy forces and was disabled; in reality, only his right hand was chopped off while his left hand still hung well by his side. But Yun Sheng also noticed that although his left hand was still there, it just dangled weakly by his side, the skin loose and sickly pale. Due to lack of use over the years, Yun Canglang’s left hand had obviously begun to atrophy and was smaller compared to the proportions of his body. According to Yun Sheng’s experience, if a cure couldn’t be found soon, once the tendons and nerves atrophied, Yun Canglang’s left hand could truly become useless. "Uncle, may I see your hand?" Yun Sheng stepped forward proactively, her attitude suddenly shifted even though she had just been clamoring to leave. "Girl, weren’t you just making a fuss about leaving? The Martial Saint General Mansion doesn’t welcome you!" Yun Bahe lost his temper at the side, jumping about. "Shut up, you’re annoying! Doctors treat patients, family members of the patient should not interfere," Yun Sheng’s delicate face showed a flash of anger, and she rolled her eyes greatly at Yun Bahe. "Hey! What kind of tone is that!" Yun Bahe bristled, his lead-gray hair almost stood upright, like a cat with its fur puffed up, but Yun Sheng simply ignored him. This left Yun Bahe feeling as if he had punched cotton, utterly without satisfaction. Zhan Li couldn’t help but grin, even a smile appeared on Yun Canglang’s face, seeing this scene, Yun Cangxue’s expression grew even more solemn.

Chapter 211 - 73: Yun Sheng’s Hypnotism

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