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Afterward, Fang Zigui prescribed medication for the girl and arranged for the father and daughter to stay at the clinic temporarily for observation. Once everything was settled, he led the three of them back to the inner hall, his demeanor markedly different from before.
"Young Lady Shen," Fang Zigui said with a solemn bow, "if it weren't for your guidance earlier, I might not have been able to save that girl. Your Wang Qi technique is truly remarkable. Please forgive my previous doubts."
As night fell, everyone felt lost and discussed a few more points before parting ways. The four agreed to meet again at the clinic early the next morning to discuss their next steps in the investigation.
Upon returning to her small room, Xiaoshuang immediately slipped into the darkroom. Taking advantage of the chaos earlier, she had captured several close-up photos of the patients, especially focusing on the severe girl's eye details, which had been on her mind all night. She immersed the film in the developer solution, gently shaking it while waiting for the images to slowly emerge.
"Almost there, almost there..."
The images on the photos became clearer, gradually outlining the girl's pained expression, particularly around her eyes. When she finally discerned the details of the photo, Xiaoshuang gasped and covered her mouth. She picked up the photo with tweezers and leaned closer to observe it under the dim red light of the darkroom.
In that faint glow, the blue-purple liquid seeping from the patient's eye corner was magnified—revealing several fine thread-like substances coiling within.
The next morning, just as dawn broke, Shen Tong, Lin Mingchang, and Ruan Xiaoshuang gathered in front of Fang Zigui's clinic. Xiaoshuang's eyes were dark and sunken, clearly having not slept all night.
As soon as they entered the inner hall, Xiaoshuang eagerly pulled out a stack of photos and spread them across the table. "Look at this!" she exclaimed, pointing to one close-up. "This is the liquid that flowed from that girl's eye yesterday; there are strange things inside!"
The three leaned in for a closer look—the thread-like substances in the blue-purple liquid were very evident.
"What is this?" Lin Mingchang shuddered.
Shen Tong looked at Xiaoshuang with admiration. "Hmm, what you captured resembles what I observed in the patient's illness; it looks like some kind of... wriggling... worm."
Fang Zigui also appeared weary; he had spent most of last night preparing a large number of medicinal packages for today and meticulously reviewing his treatment notes from recent days. As he poured steaming tea into four coarse ceramic cups, he said, "I have made a discovery as well: this strange illness began last month, which coincidentally was when Nan Jiao's Arai mining operation was completed."
Lin Mingchang raised an eyebrow. "Arai?"
"Indeed, there is an ancient well outside Qi Yun Temple in the southern part of the city, said to be several hundred years old, which has been dry for over a decade. Recently, someone has invested in reopening it and tapped into the underground water source." Fang Zigui pushed the teacup towards everyone. "At first, there were only a few patients with some unusual discharge from the corners of their eyes. I thought it might be some kind of eye disease. But then more and more cases appeared..."
Lin Mingchang reacted quickly and immediately understood Fang Zigui's implication. "Are you saying that all the patients might have drunk from that well's water?"
"Exactly, that's just my speculation." Fang Zigui nodded. "Although I haven't specifically asked, my treatment notes do indicate that several patients mentioned this well. The water from that well is clear and sweet, and it's free of charge, so many locals have gone to fetch water. Especially on the day the well was reopened, there was a blessing ceremony at Qi Yun Temple, and many people went to partake in the good fortune."
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