Chapter 370: Companion Spirit Rampage
Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Companion Spirit Rampage
"Then I’m counting on you. If you need any help, please just say the word," Lin Yuzhi said to Ning Xuan earnestly.
"Rest assured, Dean Lin. He’ll be alright," Ning Xuan said, reassuring her.
The door to the treatment room closed, cutting off everyone’s view.
Outside the treatment room, Lin Yuzhi paced back and forth in a panic. She had worked at the hospital for many years and had seen it all. But it was precisely because she was so experienced that she understood just how dangerous and complicated Lin Mo’s injuries were. If she were the one to treat him, she wouldn’t have even a sliver of confidence.
"Dean Lin, do you really believe this Miss Ning? General Lin’s spiritual power was depleted, which prevented him from merging with his Companion Spirit. The forced attempt then caused internal bleeding. The process is irreversible. Even a god couldn’t save him now. There’s no point in trying to save him. We could be using this time to treat patients who actually have a chance," sighed the doctor who had just examined Lin Mo and given the diagnosis.
"Doctor Shan has the highest medical skill here and has handled the most critical and emergency cases. If even she isn’t confident, I’m afraid General Lin’s odds are grim."
"Exactly. Miss Ning has been at our medical center for half a year, and all she’s ever treated are common cases of spiritual power contamination. I’ve never heard of her handling a difficult case," someone said, glancing doubtfully at the treatment room.
"Come to think of it, have any of you actually seen Miss Ning save anyone? It seems she always takes patients into her office, closes the door just like this, and who knows what she’s doing in there," another person added with suspicion.
Doctor Shan Xingping, widely considered the most skilled physician present, glanced at Lin Yuzhi, who seemed to be ignoring the surrounding chatter. A sharp sense of crisis gripped her. Lin Yuzhi’s term as dean was up this year, and while Shan Xingping was a candidate to succeed her, the outgoing dean had the right to nominate their replacement.
Although Ning Xuan’s performance over the past six months at the Second Legion Headquarters’ medical center had been unremarkable, she was an Alchemy Master certified by the Alchemist Association. Even if her clinical skills were limited, that title alone would give her a significant advantage if she chose to compete for the deanship.
General Lin was Dean Lin’s son. If Ning Xuan could actually save him, she would undoubtedly win Lin Yuzhi’s favor.
While that sense of crisis was rising in Shan Xingping, Ning Xuan was already focusing all her efforts on treating Lin Mo. She administered a vial of medicine mixed with her own blood into his mouth, first stabilizing his condition.
Next, Ning Xuan followed the Spiritual Link Channel to find Lin Mo’s Companion Spirit, a blue-eyed White Tiger. She found the White Tiger in a highly unstable state. Ning Xuan infused her own spiritual power into its body, and soon, the halo of light flickering around it grew steady.
Then, with Ning Xuan’s coaxing and guidance, the White Tiger obediently cooperated and detached itself from Lin Mo’s body.
Once Lin Mo’s Companion Spirit had left his body, the agonized expression on his face immediately softened.
The White Tiger shrank down to the size of a man and lay obediently before Ning Xuan, its gaze gentle as it looked up at her.
Ning Xuan centered herself, her breathing calm. From her needle bag, she plucked a Golden Needle as fine as a strand of hair. Its tip shimmered with a faint golden light. With a flick of her wrist, she precisely inserted the Golden Needle into an acupoint on the White Tiger’s chest—a point corresponding to the human Danzhong acupoint.
A low whimper escaped the White Tiger, but it didn’t struggle. Ning Xuan could feel the chaotic energy within it, like a stormy sea. She gently stroked its forehead with her left hand while her right hand swiftly inserted three more needles. Under their influence, a stable Energy Field formed inside its body.
Fine beads of sweat dotted Ning Xuan’s forehead, but her hands remained steady as a rock. Each needle carried her refined spiritual power, weaving an intricate restorative network throughout the White Tiger’s meridians.
From the moment she saw Lin Mo, Ning Xuan knew the diagnosis from the doctor outside was wrong. Lin Mo couldn’t merge with his Companion Spirit, not because his spiritual power was exhausted, but because the Companion Spirit itself—the White Tiger—had gone berserk. In a short period, the tiger had absorbed a massive amount of frenzied energy, losing its senses and rampaging.
Meanwhile, Lin Mo’s own spiritual power was depleted, leaving him unable to calm or channel the White Tiger’s rampage. Instead, he was caught in the backlash, worsening his injuries.
"Don’t worry. Work with me. Circulate your energy," Ning Xuan said softly as she inserted the final Golden Needle into the center of the White Tiger’s brow.
In that instant, all the Golden Needles in the White Tiger’s body hummed in unison, creating a complete energy circulation system. The light enveloping the tiger’s form stopped flickering and began to pulse with a steady, fluid rhythm.
Ning Xuan let out a long sigh of relief and lightly flicked one of the Golden Needles with her fingertip. As the end of the needle trembled, the White Tiger’s tightly shut eyes snapped open. Its blue irises were once again clear and bright.
"Alright, you can go back now." Ning Xuan retracted the Golden Needles and gave the White Tiger a light pat on its back. The tiger affectionately nuzzled her palm, then with a WHOOSH, it returned to Lin Mo’s body.
This time, the White Tiger merged smoothly into Lin Mo’s body. The energy from the Companion Spirit flowed into him, nourishing his previously damaged organs. Like a gentle stream, it slowly began to mend the ravaged landscape of his body, bit by bit.
Ning Xuan watched as color slowly returned to Lin Mo’s pale face. She administered three needles to his head—a shallow prick, then a quick withdrawal—repeating the sequence three times. Lin Mo’s eyelids fluttered, and then, finally, they opened.
Lin Mo looked at Ning Xuan and smiled weakly. "Thank you for saving me, Contractor."
"You’re lucky I happened to get here when I did. If I hadn’t made it to the base today, you would’ve been a dead man," Ning Xuan said, looking at Lin Mo with displeasure.
"I’m sorry. It was a lapse in judgment," Lin Mo said, his face filled with shame. ’As a Contractor, to not cherish my own life is a violation of the Contractor’s code.’
"Just be more careful next time." Lin Mo still looked very weak, and Ning Xuan didn’t have the heart to scold him further.
"Yes," Lin Mo answered.
"Come on, let’s go. If we stay in here any longer, they’ll think I’ve treated you to death." The treatment room wasn’t soundproof; Ning Xuan had heard every word of the discussion outside while she worked.
The topic of conversation outside had already shifted from doubting whether Ning Xuan could save him to suspecting she had already killed him and was now too afraid of the consequences to open the door.
Initially, Lin Yuzhi had stood firmly on Ning Xuan’s side. After all, unlike the others, she was aware of the true relationship between Ning Xuan and Lin Mo. But as time dragged on and the doubtful whispers continued, even she began to wonder, ’Could Ning Xuan really bring him back?’