Tang Xiao'nan had been conscious the entire time. She could hear everything around her with perfect clarity, but it was as if she were trapped in a nightmare—unable to make a sound or move a muscle, she could only panic in silence.
"Let's take her to the clinic," Shane Thorne suggested.
As the most worldly and educated man on Millstone Peak, Shane Thorne had his own superstitions, but he still placed more faith in science—especially medicine. He figured the clinic was a little more reliable than the Kitchen God.
Besides, the soul-calling ritual had been going on for a while with no effect. They had to take her to the clinic. Any more delays and something serious could happen. After all, Tang Xiao'nan was a promising young talent in Shane Thorne's eyes. She hadn't even had the chance to bring glory to the Thorne family yet; nothing could be allowed to happen to her.
