Kapitel 821: Curse Practitioner

"Why is this happening?" While continuing with the acupuncture for that miss, the old doctor mumbled to himself as his forehead became drenched in sweat.

The two maidservants were so worried while looking on from the side that tears had started streaming down.

Qiao Mu simply didn't want to butt in. Since the other party had already called over a doctor anyways, the doctor could naturally handle the situation.

With Mo Lian holding her small hand, she walked past the miss that had collapsed on the ground.

Yet all of a sudden, she halted and stared at that miss's glabella, before exclaiming faintly in surprise.

Seeing her stopping, Mo Lian also followed suit. Similarly, Duan Yue glanced at the scene before asking softly, "Qiaoqiao, did you discover something?"

This wasn't some kind of illness. There were faintly discernible runes in between that miss's brows.

What was going on?