Chapter 1270: Life is worse than death

"We don't know that," George and Feili both said, looking astonished, clearly unaware of this.

Sighing, George said, "Over the years, our Family has also speculated that it might be related to evil arcane arts, and we've hired many Masters of Arcane Arts, but no one has been able to break it, or even recognize it as a blood curse."

Feili was most concerned about the outcome, and she eagerly asked, "Dr. Ye, is there really a way to deal with this blood curse?"

"I don't know either; let's try it first."

Ye Bufan was also unsure. His initial understanding of curses came from Christina, and later, his knowledge deepened through the Legacy of the Dragon King Palace.

However, regarding this blood curse, even the Dragon King Palace only had a preliminary introduction, with no methods for breaking it or any relevant experience.

Actually, the simplest way for him would be to bring George into the Dragon King Palace. There, he is a god and can control everything, completely eliminating the power of this curse.

But he didn't have such a deep relationship with the Lawrence Family, nor did he want George to know his secret, so he naturally couldn't choose this method.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the Demon Refining Bottle. This item could restrain all evil forces, so he decided to see if it would work.

He held the Demon Refining Bottle, pointing its opening at George's chest. Under the activation of his Internal Energy, a huge suction force immediately emanated from the Demon Refining Bottle.

However, he then discovered that there was no sign of George's blood Qi decreasing, and it wasn't even attracted by the Demon Refining Bottle at all.

This result was somewhat unexpected. Since this was the case, it meant that the blood curse cast by the other party did not belong to evil arcane arts.

This made him frown slightly. What did Saint Lawrence, once considered a Great Master by people all over the world, do back then, and what kind of existence did he offend?

Feili saw Ye Bufan take out a small bottle and then put it away, and she asked with increasing nervousness, "Dr. Ye, is it not working?"

"This blood curse does not belong to evil arcane arts, no wonder the Masters of Arcane Arts your Family hired before couldn't do anything."

Alice asked, "Teacher, what should we do then?"

"Don't worry, I'll try again."

Ye Bufan approached this never-before-seen profound arcane art with a trial-and-error attitude.

He reached into his pocket and took out 36 Flying Crane Golden Needles, then inserted them one by one into George's chest. With each needle insertion, lightning flashed, containing a surge of lightning power.

He wanted to see if lightning could restrain this (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) curse, but he was disappointed again. The blood curse was completely unaffected by the lightning, with no signs of weakening.

"This is indeed a bit troublesome."

Ye Bufan retrieved the Golden Needles, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Dr. Ye, is it still not working?"

A deep sense of disappointment flashed in the eyes of George and his daughter.

"It seems that a complete cure is not possible for now. I can only slowly think of a way. For now, I'll see if I can help you curb the power of this curse, to temporarily slow its onset."

After saying that, Ye Bufan once again performed the Flying Crane Divine Needles, inserting the Golden Needles one by one around the large hole in George's chest.

This time, he used the power of Chaotic True Qi. He didn't expect to clear the blood curse, but only hoped to curb its spreading speed.

All things between heaven and earth are Chaos, the Origin of all power.

Chaotic True Qi is also like this, both righteous and evil, both yin and yang, capable of containing all power.

After this needle treatment, a hint of joy appeared on Ye Bufan's face. Although Chaotic True Qi could not clear the blood curse, it could curb its expansion.

In other words, the large hole in George's chest would temporarily stop expanding outwards, and the blood curse's other effects were also temporarily suppressed.

George himself was most aware of this change. As soon as the needles were inserted, he immediately felt lighter all over, experiencing an unprecedented sense of comfort.

"Dr. Ye, have you found a way to treat it?"

George was incredibly excited, overjoyed, and his voice even trembled slightly.

Their entire Family had been tormented by this blood curse for hundreds of years, truly suffering unbearable pain, wishing they were dead, constantly longing to break free from this accursed curse.

"It's not a cure; it's just a temporary suppression."

Ye Bufan said, "I'll go back and think more, to see if I can find other ways to completely clear the blood curse."

"Thank you, Dr. Ye! Thank you, Dr. Ye!"

Although it wasn't a complete cure, it still made George and his daughter overjoyed, as for so many years, no doctor had even found the cause of the illness.

Ye Bufan was the first to both identify the cause and find a way to suppress it, which was an unprecedented huge step forward. Perhaps one day, a complete cure would be possible.

"This needle technique of mine can only last for 24 hours. I'll come back tomorrow night to perform the needle treatment again."

"Dr. Ye, you've worked hard."

George repeatedly thanked him. He reached for a checkbook nearby, quickly wrote a check for 100 million usd, and handed it over. "Dr. Ye, this is the consultation fee for this time. As long as you (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) can help our Family overcome this difficulty, you will be our great benefactor in the future, and the Lawrence Family will surely repay you handsomely."

"You should rest well first. I'll come back tomorrow."

Ye Bufan took the check and put it in his pocket. He and Alice walked out of the room, with Feili following behind to see them off.

Leaving the room and arriving in the courtyard, she looked at Alice: "May I speak with Dr. Ye alone for a few words?"

"Of course."

Alice smiled and nodded, then got into the car first.

"Dr. Ye, thank you."

Feili bowed to Ye Bufan again in gratitude.

"You're welcome. I am a doctor; treating illnesses and saving lives is my duty."

"Regardless, our entire Family must thank you," Feili said earnestly. "Dr. Ye, I earnestly implore you again, please help our Family cure this illness.

We have truly suffered enough for so many years. The harm this curse has brought to our Lawrence Family is unimaginably immense.

To outsiders, our Family seems incredibly fortunate, but in reality, we are in unbearable pain, living lives worse than death.

Ye Bufan said with some surprise, "Doesn't this blood curse only affect the men of the Lawrence Family? Does it also affect women?"

"Yes, it does," Feili nodded. "According to my observations over the years, the purpose of this curse is not to wipe out our Family, but to make us suffer a fate worse than death.

The men of our Lawrence Family suffer from that strange illness at 18 years old. After the onset, they are in unbearable pain, unable to smoke, drink alcohol, eat meat, or engage in strenuous exercise. There are many taboos that ordinary people cannot imagine. In short, they cannot enjoy any of the good things in life.

And the women of our Lawrence Family endure a different kind of suffering. We cannot fall in love, or even get close to other boys, otherwise, misfortune will surely befall them.

Just a few days ago, a man confessed his feelings to me, but soon after, he died in a car accident.

This is absolutely not a coincidence. Since our ancestor, Saint Lawrence, the women of the Family have never married, because once they touch upon this aspect, the other party will inevitably suffer misfortune.

Therefore, for so many years, the women of our Family are destined to live a lonely life from birth, unworthy of love."

As she spoke, irrepressible anger and pain flashed across her delicate face.

"This damned curse, it wants our entire Family to live, and then endure the suffering of the human world, living lives worse than death."