Reincarnated as her wicked older sister who has been cleansed up, she attracts a swarm of beastly hu

Chapter 14 Curse
The witch doctor had few patients today and was drying herbs in the yard, while his apprentice sat beside him pounding the herbs.

The sound of their hurried footsteps caught the attention of the witch doctor.

His hands didn't stop moving, but his gaze turned towards the two of them.

"What happened?" the witch doctor asked.

"He's injured!" Wen Li exclaimed.

The witch doctor looked surprised.

The witch doctor naturally knew the origins of Wen Li's beastmen; each of them possessed considerable strength and rarely suffered injuries.

Even if they are injured, their extraordinary physique allows them to heal quickly, so they rarely come to the witch doctor.

It seems this injury is quite serious.

The witch doctor quickly put down the herbs he was holding and strode over. "Where are you hurt?"

Xin Yuan offered his injured arm.

The witch doctor's expression changed drastically when he saw the already blackened and swollen wound.

His expression made the two of them feel uneasy.

"What's wrong?" Wen Li asked nervously.

The witch doctor lifted Xin Yuan's arm, examined it closely, and finally came to a conclusion—

"You encountered a stray animal?"

Xin Yuan nodded.

Wen Li was surprised that the witch doctor could even see that.

Then the witch doctor said solemnly, "It's cursed."

Xin Yuan asked, puzzled, "A curse?"

"Please sit here for a while, I'll go get your medicine, please drink it as soon as possible."

After the witch doctor finished speaking, he beckoned to his apprentice and gave him a few instructions.

The apprentice nodded and quickly walked into the kitchen.

A short while later, a medicinal fragrance wafted from inside.

“I’ve already had Arno prepare the medicine. Extend your arm, let me take another look,” the witch doctor said to Xin Yuan.

Xin Yuan stretched out his hand, and the witch doctor asked again, "Where did you encounter the stray beast?"

“Nearby, towards the back mountain,” Xin Yuan replied.

The witch doctor's expression changed slightly, but then, as if remembering something, it softened considerably.

“You killed him,” the witch doctor said.

Xin Yuan readily agreed.

“No wonder,” the witch doctor said. “This curse is only triggered by a dying, wandering beast.”

Wen Li didn't understand, so she could only listen in silence.

"I understand," Xin Yuan said. "What will be the consequences?"

The witch doctor's gaze fell on Xin Yuan's face, and seeing that he had no other expression, he said seriously:

"Don't underestimate the curse of the stray beast. If it can't be broken, your body will start to fester from the wound, and you will die within seven days."

"Death!?" Wen Li exclaimed in shock.

Although she wasn't very familiar with Xin Yuan, she didn't want to see him die from the rotting of the curse in seven days.

Wen Li quickly asked, "Is there any way to lift the curse?"

Just as the witch doctor was about to speak, Arno came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of dark, simmering medicinal liquid.

“Okay,” Arno said.

The medicine was still steaming hot, and the shaman urged Xin Yuan to drink it quickly, "Drink it now, it will slightly reduce the curse."

Upon hearing this, Xin Yuan picked up the wooden bowl and drank the medicine without blinking.

After the witch doctor saw that he had finished drinking, he continued, "There is a way to break the curse."

"How to do?"

The witch doctor's gaze fell on Wen Li. "This depends on your wife."

Wen Li blinked. "Me? What do you need me to do?"

The witch doctor cleared his throat. "I need your blood."

"For the next seven days, you will need to take Wen Li's blood regularly. After seven days, the curse will be lifted automatically."

The witch doctor spoke very clearly, word by word.

Wen Li and Xin Yuan both had somewhat complicated expressions.

Seven days, blood.

Wen Li quickly accepted the situation.

Fine, Xin Yuan is her savior after all.

Consider it a blood donation.

"How much blood do I need to draw each time?" Wen Li asked proactively. Xin Yuan looked at her in surprise when he heard her ask this.

He hadn't expected Wen Li to agree so readily, and a sense of gratitude welled up in his heart.

The witch doctor said, "Not much, just half a bowl."

Wen Li almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Half a bowl a day?

We have to bleed for seven consecutive days!

Isn't that enough? She already thinks it's a lot!
"That's about it."

The witch doctor beckoned to Arno again, whispered something in his ear, and Arno quickly walked towards the cave.

"I've already sent Arno to get some wound medicine. After you've applied it, you can go back."

Soon, Arno brought over a small wooden bowl, the top of which was covered with a leaf.

The witch doctor took it and opened it, releasing a rich medicinal aroma.

“Extend your arm,” the witch doctor said to Xin Yuan again.

Xin Yuan stretched out his arm, and the shaman, while digging out the ointment, reminded him:
"You'll feel a burning sensation in your wound after applying the ointment, that's normal, just bear with it."

The witch doctor applied the ointment to Xin Yuan's arm.

Xin Yuan's previously relaxed brows furrowed again, as if experiencing the same fiery sensation.

Just as the witch doctor was about to continue, a panicked voice came from not far away:

"Witch doctor! Help! Help!"

The witch doctor was at his wit's end when he saw the person who had arrived, but he couldn't just ignore him.

He casually tossed the ointment into Wen Li's hand, saying, "Wen Li, come and help him."

Wen Li is now Xin Yuan's beastly wife, so it's reasonable for her to do this.

"……it is good."

Wen Li caught the ointment the witch doctor tossed to her and looked at Xin Yuan, "Then I'll apply it for you."

Xin Yuan: "Okay."

Despite Wen Li softening her movements, Xin Yuan still gasped in pain.

He pursed his lips, his expression extremely unpleasant.

Even though Xin Yuan didn't say anything, or even utter a cry of pain, Wen Li dared not continue any longer.

"Are you alright?" Wen Li asked.

Xin Yuan: "It's alright, continue."

Wen Li carefully continued applying the medicine, her movements still very gentle.

However, under the influence of the curse, applying the medicine made no difference to Xin Yuan compared to applying the punishment.

As Wen Li applied the ointment to his wound, Xin Yuan's eyelashes would tremble suddenly, making him look incredibly pitiful.

His soft brown hair was soaked with cold sweat, and beads of sweat ran down his cheeks, across his high nose, and onto the ground.

Wen Li couldn't bear to look at him like that.

The handsome man's furrowed brows and pained expression were heartbreaking to look at.

Wen Li felt that she was not applying medicine, but rather "torturing" Xin Yuan.

"System, can I use my newly acquired 'healing ability' now?" Wen Li asked the system.

I don't know if this ability can help Xin Yuan.

Even if it can't be completely cured, it can at least help relieve his pain temporarily.

[It can be used. Look at the wound and use your mental power.]

The system not only answered Wen Li's question, but also thoughtfully included instructions on how to use it.

The concept of "using mental power" was too abstract for Wen Li.

However, she still followed the system's instructions and stared at Xin Yuan's wound.

Wen Li tried her best to concentrate.

Seeing that she hadn't made a move yet, Xin Yuan asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Wen Li remained motionless, her gaze fixed on Xin Yuan's wound.

"I'm busy with you."

help him?

A hint of confusion flashed in Xin Yuan's amber eyes.

Wen Li didn't continue explaining to Xin Yuan, trying her best to stay focused.

Soon, Wen Li noticed that a black orb of light had appeared next to Xin Yuan's wound.

The ball of light floated and swayed back and forth beside Xin Yuan's wound.

Wen Li tried reaching out her hand and touching it!
(End of this chapter)