The top floor of Wes Hospital, not far from Lisa's ward.
Three patients with Fiery Soul Syndrome lay on the hospital bed, while Xu Yi sat beside them, staring at the lusterless portrait of Fire Gui with a vacant look in his eyes, as if he were daydreaming.
His visit to Wes Hospital today wasn't just to see Lisa—it was also to attend to a few "patients" who had made appointments.
Curing these patients with Fiery Soul Syndrome had been promised before the action at Saint O'Hagan, and now that the Evil God had fallen, he couldn't shirk his duties and could only come to remove the curse.
Because the source of the curse had dissipated, exorcising the curse had become much simpler now—a single portrait of Fire Gui could cleanse three people of their curse.
The patients on the beds slowly came to, their fevers gradually subsiding, and the unnatural redness faded from their faces.