Having arrived at the ward, Wang Daniu finally met the patient named Xiao Die, a little girl merely of eight or nine years of age with cherry-red lips and pearly white teeth, as if carved from jade, strikingly adorable like an angel from the legends.
Only this little angel was now with eyes tightly closed, shivering in pain, eliciting pity from those who saw her.
These traditional medical techniques could not resolve the issue of possession, but they could maintain the vital signs of the body. Wang Daniu saw several silver needles on the top of her head accurately targeting the Heavenly Pivot, a technique Master Wu used to prolong her life, or else she would have been in serious trouble.
Wang Daniu inspected her carefully, showing no extra expression on his face. Master Wu started the conversation, "Taoist Priest, what do you think is the cause of this illness?"
