Wu Minyi didn’t care what he was thinking. As soon as he got the number, he immediately called Yun Mojiu.
Receiving his call didn’t surprise Yun Mojiu in the slightest.
“Mm, send me the address. I’ll head over right away.”
She slowly stood up and walked toward the door.
By the time she arrived at the hospital, Wu Minyi was already waiting at the entrance.
At this moment, the ward was empty except for Feng Guiyu, lying unconscious on the bed.
Wu Minyi pulled up the photos he had taken in the basement on his phone.
“This is what I found at home. Does this have something to do with why my mom ended up like this?”
Yun Mojiu glanced at them and nodded faintly.
“That’s right.”
Wu Minyi’s brows furrowed tightly. “But it’s just a cat and a photo of my mom. How could it make her so sick that she can’t even get up? Even the doctors can’t figure out what’s wrong with her.”
“This is an ancient dark art called the Cat Curse,” Yun Mojiu explained.
“For the curse to take effect, a black cat with green eyes born during the hour of Yin must be sacrificed, strangled to death. While killing it, its eyes must be fixed on a photo of the cursed person. On the back of the photo, the cursed person’s birth details must be written in the blood of a black crow. Finally, the photo must be nailed within an inverted pentagram.
Once the curse is activated, the victim will die a mysterious and gruesome death within ten days.
There will be no visible signs on the body, but their internal organs will feel as though they’re being sliced by a thousand knives, enduring unbearable torture.
In the end, their organs will rupture, and they’ll die in agony.”
Hearing this, Wu Minyi’s pupils trembled violently, his eyes instantly tinged with crimson.
No wonder his mother had been complaining about pain these past few days. When he asked where it hurt, she couldn’t pinpoint it and kept vomiting blood.
So, she had been suffering such excruciating torment!
His hands clenched into fists, his shoulders trembling slightly.
“Then… can my mom still be saved?”
Yun Mojiu stepped forward to examine Feng Guiyu’s condition and nodded.
“Yes, but it requires the blood of a close relative…”
“Take mine!”
Wu Minyi immediately rolled up his sleeve, his expression resolute.
Yun Mojiu chuckled. “No need to look so ready to die. Just a little will do.”
She took out a sheet of yellow paper and pricked Wu Minyi’s fingertip with the tip of a small knife. After squeezing out a drop of blood, she grasped his finger and swiftly wrote on the paper with bold, sweeping strokes.
Soon, a blood talisman was completed.
She released his hand.
Unnoticed by her, Wu Minyi’s ears had turned completely red at some point.
After withdrawing his hand, Wu Minyi stared at it, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss.
The lingering softness and warmth of her touch still seemed to cling to his fingers…
Unaware of Wu Minyi’s distraction, Yun Mojiu pressed the talisman between her palms, murmuring silently under her breath.
The next moment, she slowly opened her hands, one over the other.
The talisman flew above the hospital bed, hovering in the air.
Then, a golden light burst forth, enveloping Feng Guiyu entirely.
In places unseen, Feng Guiyu’s internal organs began healing at an astonishing speed.
Her brows, once twisted in pain, gradually relaxed.
As Feng Guiyu’s condition improved, the pentagram in the Wu family’s basement exploded with a loud boom, shattering completely.
Finally, Feng Guiyu spat out the last mouthful of stagnant blood and slowly opened her eyes.
“Mom!”
Seeing this, Wu Minyi immediately rushed to the bedside, so emotional that his voice choked up.
“You’re awake? Are you feeling any discomfort anywhere?”
Feng Guiyu’s dazed gaze gradually focused. She reached out to wipe away the tears that had unconsciously fallen from Wu Minyi’s eyes and smiled reassuringly.
“Mom’s fine, don’t cry.”
Wu Minyi quickly wiped his tears away, stubbornly denying, “I wasn’t crying.”
Feng Guiyu chuckled indulgently, “Alright, alright, you weren’t crying.”
Her tone was as if she were coaxing a child.
At that moment, she noticed there was another person in the hospital room.
She looked at Yun Mojiu and slowly asked, “This is…?”
“Mom, this is Yun Mojiu. She’s the one who woke you up.”
Xie Jingling had never taken Yun Mojiu to any banquets, and Yun Changhong’s business wasn’t large enough to qualify for those events, so Feng Guiyu didn’t recognize her.
Hearing that Yun Mojiu had saved her, Feng Guiyu hurriedly tried to sit up to thank her.
Yun Mojiu quickly stopped her, “You’ve just recovered, just rest. There’s no need for formalities.”
As Wu Minyi gazed at Yun Mojiu’s gentle features, his eyes momentarily lost focus.
Feng Guiyu, standing nearby, happened to catch this and couldn’t help but smile knowingly.
She’d never seen her silly son show interest in anyone before.
It seemed he’d fallen hard this time.
“Alright, I’ll listen to you,” Feng Guiyu said with a smile.
Seeing his mother had improved, Wu Minyi felt immense gratitude toward Yun Mojiu, but another matter came to mind.
“Yun Mojiu, do you have a way to find out who harmed my mom?”
Though he already had suspicions, that person was, after all, his father. Even if there was only a one-in-a-million chance, he hoped the culprit wasn’t him.
“What do you mean, ‘harmed me’?” Feng Guiyu was taken aback. “Wasn’t I just sick?”
Wu Minyi briefly explained the situation.
After hearing it, Feng Guiyu froze.
She hadn’t simply fallen ill, someone had deliberately tried to harm her!
“Who on earth would want to hurt me?” she murmured to herself.
“When a cat curse is broken, the caster suffers backlash. Just look for someone around you who’s constantly scratching as if they have a rash, with the scratched areas festering and emitting a foul odor. That person is most likely the culprit,” Yun Mojiu explained.
Hearing this, both Feng Guiyu and Wu Minyi fell silent.
Each had their own suspect in mind.
After Yun Mojiu left, Wu Minyi called for the doctor.
After an examination, the attending physician looked utterly incredulous.
A patient who had been beyond saving had miraculously recovered!
It was utterly unbelievable!
After completing the discharge procedures, mother and son returned home.
“Cousin, you’re back?!”
As soon as they stepped out of the car, a young woman holding a little boy’s hand also emerged from another vehicle.
When she saw Feng Guiyu, a flash of surprise quickly crossed her eyes.
As if realizing her tone was off, she hurriedly forced a smile and said, “I was just about to take Lele to the hospital to see you after picking him up.”
“You… you’re alright?”
Wu Lili scrutinized Feng Guiyu, noting her healthy complexion, which showed no signs of illness. Confusion filled her heart.
This shouldn’t be happening.
Feng Guiyu glanced at her coolly and replied, “Yes, I’m fine.”
“Oh… I see…” Wu Lili forced a strained smile. “That’s good, that’s good…”
“Let me help you inside.”
As she spoke, she moved forward to assist Feng Guiyu.
However, she had been feeling an itch on her neck for some time now.
Unable to resist, she scratched it with her hand.
Seeing this, Wu Minyi’s eyes flashed with a mix of shock and rapidly rising fury.
So, it was her!