chapter 3 Poisoned little boy ===

"Sir, you are having a nosebleed. Let me get you a check."
The female doctor didn't think much after seeing Kane with a nosebleed.
After all, the ability to see through was a bit fantastical.
"Alright."
Kane nodded repeatedly, smelling the faint scent of the doctor. He sat down on the side of the bed.
The doctor examined Kane's slightly swollen left face, "Looks like you were hit by something. Let me apply some tincture for you."
The doctor skillfully applied the tincture with her delicate hands.
At this moment, the distance between the doctor and Kane was even closer. Kane smirked, his eyes gleaming mischievously as he activated his ability.
"By the way, is it possible for me to see through the lace underwear and catch a glimpse of what's inside?"
But this time, what Kane saw was completely different.
He saw the internal structure of the doctor's body.
Blood vessels, muscle tissues, organs, bones...
Even with advanced medical equipment, these are not usually seen so clearly. Yet, he could now see them vividly.
This sudden sensory experience made him feel both amazed and somewhat uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Kane raised his eyebrows, he noticed a bluish tint under the doctor's gown. Memories of the Ghost Doctor surfaced in his mind.
"It seems like this doctor is suffering from a cold."
This kind of cold is a relatively rare women's ailment, but it's treatable.
"Alright, we are done."
The doctor put away the tincture. "Isabelle is your sister, right? I've examined her. Given her current condition, the chances of a full recovery are slim."
Kane turned to look at his sister. Ever since their father disappeared, and their mother was driven out of the family, three of them had relied on each other for survival.
To support Kane's education, his sister willingly gave up her chance for schooling. After all, their mother couldn't afford to send both of them to school.
Kane stepped forward and grabbed Isabelle York's pulse.
While feeling her pulse, he activated his ghost vision and looked at his sister's head.
There was a thumb-size clot of congestion in his sister's spiritual realm. The congestion was close to the nerves, similar to what the doctor had described.
The standard treatment involved a risky surgical procedure on the head, with a significant risk of damaging the brain's nerves. This explained why Hazel mentioned that even if it was cured, she might still have cerebral palsy.
"However it is not a big issue. As long as I have a set of silver needles."
Kane muttered to himself. He remembered during his past life, there was a skill among the Ghost Doctor called "108 Ghostly Needles," also known as the Ghost Doctor's Needles.
He knew that if he could perform the "108 Ghostly Needles", even someone who had just died could be saved from the Yama (King of Hell).
There's a saying that describes the Ghost Doctor's skill, "I can keep you alive longer even Yama wants you to die at this time!"
It means that the Ghost Doctor can save lives even when Yama wants them dead.
Isabelle's condition might be challenging for an ordinary doctor, but it was straightforward and risk-free for Kane.
"Doctor, can you lend me a set of silver needles?"
Kane turned to the female doctor, whose name tag was written Maggie Marsh.
A good name, and an even better person.
Maggie hesitated for a moment, "What do you need the silver needles for?"
"To save someone. Let me know if you have them. I can pay for it."
Kane urgently asked. Currently, the blood congestion has not entered the nerves, making the treatment simple. However, if the congestion reached the nerves, there would be some risk in the treatment even with his current abilities.
"I don't have it. Only Mr. Grady, who is the traditional Chinese medicine doctor has it. I can take you to see him."
"Alright."
Kane walked after Maggie. She led him to the office of an elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctor.
Before entering, they heard a woman's pleading voice from inside.
"Mr. Grady, you are a renowned senior traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Anneshay City. Are you really unable to help my son?
Following that, an elderly man's voice sounded somehow helpless.
"Mrs. Lee, I'm truly sorry. Your son is poisoned, and the toxin has reached his vital organs. I can only temporarily suppress the poison."
Kane had now arrived at the door, witnessing the small boy lying on the hospital bed.
The boy's lips were dark purple, his face was pale, and even his nails had a hint of purple. This meant that the boy had severe poisoning.