CHAPTER 119: CHAPTER 83: DATAFICATION OF HEALTHCARE

"Really?!" Raelia’s expression turned to delight, as she asked excitedly.

For years, she had been striving, but the Centaur Tribe had no way to solve this problem.

She had even traveled to lands of several other races to inquire, even consulting the witch.

However, no satisfactory answers had ever been given.

When she spoke of the curse attached to her sister, others neither understood nor had they ever heard of it.

She was nearly in despair, only able to watch her sister suffer from weakness and pain.

Now that Kana said he might be able to solve it, it was like a flicker of firelight ignited in her despair.

"Until I see the specific problem, any guarantee is meaningless," Kana said slowly.

"If you can solve this problem, you will be the tribe’s benefactor.

The tribe needs a shaman, and right now she’s the only shaman." The chieftain said directly from the side.

Raelia didn’t care about any of this, she hurriedly pulled Kana into the tent.

Upon entering the tent.

Kana was immediately met with the charred smell inside, an oddly burnt scent mingled with a smell resembling blood.

The interior of the tent appeared spacious and bright, though half the area was occupied by a large bed.

"Sister?" The girl on the bed voiced in confusion.

Kana looked over, she too had the reddish-brown hair like Raelia, though it hung loosely.

Dressed in thin clothing, her opened eyes held no shine. She lacked the heroic demeanor of Raelia.

Her emaciated state made her seem frail, so similar in appearance to Raelia, yet so different.

"You brought a stranger in?" Her voice was soft and doubtful.

Though she couldn’t see, she seemed to sense.

"Abis, he says he might solve your problem," Raelia said in delight.

I said might, Kana thought to himself with a bit of exasperation, but he was indeed capable of solving it.

Otherwise, why would he be here?

"Miss Abis, hello. You may call me Kana," Kana began by introducing himself amicably.

"Mr. Kana, please forgive my sister’s rashness, it’s all for my sake."

Unlike the impetuous and urgent Raelia, her sister Abis seemed more like the elder sister.

At this moment, the chieftain also entered, followed by Alyris and others.

"Apologies, the smell in here isn’t pleasant," Abis said gently.

"Compared to what I’ve experienced, the smell here is much better," Bobo couldn’t help but comment.

This burnt smell, what’s the big deal?

If this is considered unpleasant, then they should really be made to fight those damn stinking goblins.

Let them see what truly unpleasant means.

What constitutes the real hellish stench?

"You are truly kind, Miss Bobo." Although her eyes were blind, Abis spoke as if she could see the surroundings.

She chuckled softly, speaking in the direction of Bobo.

Such a normal appellation was enough to make Bobo appreciate this centaur lady in this dreary place.

"If you don’t mind, may I examine her issue?" Kana asked.

Raelia looked towards her sister.

Abis nodded, "Of course, please go ahead."

"It’s no trouble," Kana said as he walked over.

Abis was reclining on this huge bed, surrounded by things like quilts and pillows, allowing her to recline comfortably and rest.

They also allowed her to support herself, as she was too weak and constantly tormented by pain.

"My apologies."

Kana spoke, lifting the clothing slightly from around her horse’s abdomen.

With the clothing lifted, the white-furred horse’s body was revealed, its fur color completely different from Raelia’s, which is her sister’s.

One dark, one light.

After lifting, a long wound was clearly visible, as long as Kana’s forearm, with vine-like green patterns surrounding it.

The patterns seemed to supply healing power continuously, yet it was as if embers kept igniting at the wound, making it impossible to heal.

"You are truly strong, Miss Abis," Kana couldn’t help but say.

This pain, if comparable, was like having a knife ablaze, continually slicing through flesh.

Such a wound, coupled with the supporting spell alongside it, in their conflict, made it so Abis could only lie in bed, feeling exhausted and weak.

Fatigue, weakness, and pain layered upon one another.

Any ordinary person would have gone mad long ago, but Abis managed to maintain quite a good mental state.

"The blindness in your eyes should also be caused by this wound, right?"

Abis nodded, "Yes, since being struck by this curse, the scope of what I could see has been diminishing.

Now I can only see weak light surrounding me, not yet plunged into darkness."

Her voice was free of annoyance or self-pity, filled only with serenity.

While the chieftain and Raelia had a flash of excitement in their eyes.

They hadn’t mentioned that Abis’ blindness was due to the curse from the wound.

Kana, just with a look, was so sure. This means he understands, doesn’t it? Regardless of whether it can be cured, just understanding this curse was already a big step forward.