Chapter 170 The Boy Under a Curse!

• “Believe it or don’t, there’s nothing else I can say. The kid’s clearly under a spell—his breath is weak and floating, his yang energy is drained, yet there’s no physical problem we can find. Only thing that fits? He’s possessed.”
• Francis Lynch listened to the voices drifting out of the ward, curiosity pricking at him. Patients “possessed” like this were rare. He couldn’t help leaning in for a look.
• There were three people in the room: a middle-aged doctor in a white coat, a young guy in a suit and tie who looked like some sales manager, and on the bed, a little boy. The boy’s breath was thin and aimless, his yang energy low—exactly what the doctor had just described.