Mad Doctor No. 9

He still didn't get up, and he didn't stop treating Lin Wan'er's injuries.

But at that moment, his left hand finally moved away from Lin Wan'er's chest, spread his five fingers, and pressed down on the approaching man in the straw hat from a distance!

"Star Palm!" he shouted.

In that instant, the cloaked figure felt the surrounding air suddenly freeze, as if covered by an invisible giant net of stars, and his movements immediately became sluggish! A pressure as heavy as Mount Tai pressed down from all directions!

"What kind of kung fu is this?!" The cloaked man was shocked and frantically channeled his inner energy, trying to break free.

At that moment, Wang Tian's eyes shone brightly with silver light, and he placed his right hand on Lin Wan'er's brow. With a "pop," sparks flew everywhere!

"burn!"

The last bit of deep blue curse power between Lin Wan'er's brows, along with most of the curse power on her chest, was purified completely in an instant, like snow melting away! Only a trace of resistance remained in her dantian.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Tian struck out with his palm, unleashing the power of the Star Luo Palm!

A loud "BOOM!"

An invisible palm strike slammed into the cloaked man's chest, shattering his protective aura and tearing his cloak, revealing a face covered in tattoos, typical of a Southeast Asian.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, crashed into the wall, cracking it, and fell to the ground, lifeless.

"Leader!" A tall man walked over.

The remaining three Black Witch Cult disciples, upon seeing this scene, immediately changed their expressions and realized they were no longer capable of fighting. They tried to escape, but Qin Yuwei grabbed them.

"Stay here!" Qin Yuwei shouted sharply, and a beam of sword light shot out, enveloping the three of them.

Despite the excruciating pain in her back, Su Qingxuan charged forward with her sword.

Soon, the three were either killed or severely injured.

For a moment, the entire room fell silent, filled with a strong smell of blood and a faint, acrid odor of burning.

Wang Tian slowly withdrew his right hand, his face pale, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead, and he was swaying precariously.

He continuously exerted his energy to save people, then diverted some of his energy to fight the enemy, and forcibly used the power of the sparks to complete the final purification. The consumption was astonishing, his internal energy was almost exhausted, and he was mentally and physically exhausted.

However, Ye Xiao forced himself to channel the last bit of star power into Lin Wan'er's dantian, temporarily sealing the curse power and preventing it from taking effect.

To completely eradicate the curse, he needs to recover from his injuries, but at least Lin Wan'er is not in immediate danger. Most importantly, the curse has been lifted, and her life is slowly returning to normal.

"Master!" Qin Yuwei helped Wang Tian up, her eyes filled with tears. "Are you alright?"

Su Qingxuan also came over, looking at the weak Wang Tian, ​​then at Lin Wan'er, her eyes filled with gratitude: "President Wang, thank you! You rest first, I'll take care of it!"

Wang Tian nodded, then sat cross-legged, took out a pill to restore his internal energy, swallowed it, and began to regulate his breathing.

Qin Yuwei stood with her sword in hand, ready for battle.

Su Qingxuan immediately summoned people from the Su and Lin families to clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, interrogate the prisoners, and at the same time strengthen the security of the villa.

In this battle, Wang Tian not only saved Lin Wan'er, but also single-handedly thwarted a long-planned surprise attack by the Black Witch Cult, once again demonstrating his unfathomable strength and medical expertise.

Su Qingxuan's impression of him had changed from initial testing and manipulation to heartfelt admiration, and... an indescribable emotion.

This is a battle where a hero saves a damsel in distress.

Wang Tian's name is likely to shake some hidden forces.

Inside the villa, after a night of rest, Wang Tian had recovered 30-40% of his internal strength, and his overall energy and spirit had also been greatly restored.

Lin Wan'er's condition has stabilized. Although she hasn't woken up yet, all her vital signs are stable, and she is out of danger.

Su Qingxuan mobilized the best medical resources to do everything possible to save her life.

Early in the morning, Su Qingxuan personally delivered a delicate breakfast to Wang Tian's room.

She was wearing a light purple casual home outfit, and she looked much gentler than usual, but her eyes were slightly red, and it was obvious that she hadn't slept last night.

"President Wang, thank you so much for what happened last night." Su Qingxuan put down her plate and bowed. "Thanks to you, President, Wan'er survived. On behalf of the Su and Lin families, I express my deepest gratitude for your life-saving grace!"

"Miss Su, you're too kind," Wang Tian waved his hand and said. "The curse on Miss Lin hasn't been completely removed yet; I must wait until my injuries are fully healed before I can use it. Also, have you received any news from the Black Witch Cult?"

Upon hearing the words "Black Witch Cult," Su Qingxuan's face darkened. "The leader is seriously injured and unconscious. Everyone else says they are elders of the Southeast Asian Black Witch Cult, sent to protect Wan'er. It seems that Wan'er accidentally stumbled upon some secret while in Southeast Asia, or perhaps... she was targeted by some evil ritual of the Black Witch Cult."

"The Black Witch Cult, Southeast Asia..." Wang Tian pondered, "Miss Lin's situation doesn't seem to be a coincidence. Have the Lin and Su families offended someone recently with their businesses in Southeast Asia?"

Su Qingxuan thought for a moment and said, "To be honest, the Lin family has developed too quickly in the mining and shipping industries in Southeast Asia in recent years, which inevitably offends the locals. However, it would be too much to be hunted down by a mysterious organization like the Black Witch Cult because of this. Unless..." At this point, a glint flashed in her eyes, and she said, "Their real target is not the Lin family, but the Su family."

Wang Tian nodded and said, "It's not impossible. The business world is like a battlefield; people will do anything to achieve their goals. You'd better be careful."

"Thank you for reminding me." Su Qingxuan was full of gratitude. Then she took out an antique jade box from her bosom and presented it with both hands. "President Wang, this is a treasured item of my father, a nine-leaf purple ginseng, which is said to be three hundred years old. It can replenish qi and nourish the spirit, and greatly replenish vital energy. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

It's actually a nine-leaf purple ginseng? This is a rare medicinal herb even more precious than a hundred-year-old ginseng! This is the tonic that Wang Tian desperately needs.

The Su family's gift of gratitude was truly sincere.

"Miss Su, you're too kind. Then I, Wang, will not stand on ceremony." Wang Tian took the jade box and felt a warm breeze and a powerful medicinal force wash over him.

"Furthermore..." Su Qingxuan blushed, hesitating to speak, "My father heard that the guild leader saved Wan'er and repelled a powerful enemy. He is extremely grateful and would like to invite the guild leader to his residence for a chat to express his gratitude in person. I wonder when the guild leader would be available?"