A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 38p1

Chapter 38 Part 1

Lu Guoliang was speechless, even a little dumbfounded.

After being arrested, he had replayed the events repeatedly, suspecting that the pill Wu Heng gave him was the key to his terrifying hallucinations.

And that last ingredient Wu Heng mentioned – cartilage – he thought Wu Heng had just said it casually as a pretext for revenge on behalf of that little beast Liu Ziyang.

But he was actually cured?

Thinking about it now, why did he even antagonize Wu Heng? He could have just bought some cartilage and eaten it! Why go through all that trouble?

Wu Heng hummed softly, his voice still thick with sleep. “Mr. Lu, they say a doctor doesn’t choose his patients, even the most heinous criminals have the right to medical treatment.”

“Consider it a good deed, a free consultation. I truly am a benevolent shaman doctor.”

Lu Guoliang: “…”

Listen to that tone, as if he was the one who suffered a loss!

Wu Heng hadn’t gained much from this incident. How much could a dying old police officer pay him? Five figures at most!

But what Wu Heng gained wasn’t just money, it was online traffic and attention, and more importantly, merit, something money couldn’t buy.

Wu Heng sat up in bed. “Mr. Lu, one last piece of advice. If you don’t want to suffer in the underworld, hand over all the smuggled artifacts.”

Wu Heng smiled faintly. “Otherwise, you’ll experience every single one of the eighteen levels of hell.”

A chill ran down Lu Guoliang’s spine.

He knew he was done for. The crimes he committed all those years ago, murdering a police officer’s son, raping and assaulting women and children, illegally entering the country last night, endangering public safety just now, each crime was enough to get him executed.

Death was one thing, but suffering in the underworld…

He had initially thought that if he died in Southeast Asia, he could reincarnate there, and the small underworld of Southeast Asia wouldn’t be able to hold him accountable for his crimes in China. He wouldn’t be a Chinese citizen in his next life anyway, not that it mattered much.

But now, he was caught in China! He would die here, and the Chinese underworld would have jurisdiction.

Lu Guoliang shuddered, he was truly finished.

“You committed heinous crimes for wealth, and now you’re caught because of wealth, a fitting end.”

Lu Guoliang’s voice trembled. “You know?”

Wu Heng scoffed. “I told you, if I take your pulse, I’ll know everything about your past and future.”

Lu Guoliang had suspected he was set up when he encountered that female ghost with the venereal disease.

He then received a letter from an organization claiming they knew about his illness and offering a cure in exchange for half of his assets, or he would die within three days.

He was a self-made man, how could he lose his life’s work to a honey trap?! He couldn’t accept it.

But his own practitioners and doctors were useless. To protect his assets, he decided to take the risk and return to China to find Wu Heng. Who knew he would be caught?

Lu Guoliang was filled with regret, it would have been better to just hand over half his assets, at least he wouldn’t be in this predicament now, facing judgment from both the human and underworld.

Wu Heng was slightly worried. Lu Guoliang was set up during a dinner with a wealthy businessman in China, so the culprit was probably still in the country.

This world, filled with evil, was truly chaotic.

“Thank you, Doctor Wu, glad it’s not contagious.” Wang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, taking back his phone and telling the crying nurse on the floor and Xiao Li, who was also affected, to go get treated.

Although the venereal disease wasn’t contagious through casual contact, it was still an occupational hazard, an unexpected misfortune.

Wang Jun was still busy, so Wu Heng hung up, deciding not to go back to sleep, but get up instead.

When Wu Heng came downstairs, You Jin had already opened the clinic. There were a dozen dishes on the table, and Wu Heng was shocked. “Brother You Jin, is this early Chinese New Year or something? Such a lavish breakfast?”

You Jin, carrying a bucket of water from the courtyard outside, hurried over and pushed Wu Heng down onto a chair. “Weren’t you scared last night? My mom made some dishes, eat more to calm your nerves.”

You Jin sat beside him, his face grim, complaining, “What was all that about? Our courtyard was covered in blood! I scrubbed it so many times, but the stains are still visible. I don’t understand, why did he have to go crazy at our clinic’s doorstep?”

Wu Heng ate the fried rice and drank the soy milk happily, saying casually, “Brother You Jin, later, just grab some mud from the flowerbed and throw it into the water bucket, it’ll clean the bloodstains.”

“By the way, this soy milk is really good, did Uncle You grind the soybeans himself? Are there any soybeans left? Give me some.”

You Jin, eating steamed buns with pickled vegetables, didn’t pay much attention to Wu Heng’s request and nodded. “Yes, there are some left, I’ll pack some for you.”

After finishing breakfast, Wu Heng left the clinic, carrying a small bag of soybeans, and walked towards the village chief’s house.

He knocked and entered, seeing Zhou Yi’s mother washing clothes in the courtyard, then using the water to water the vegetables. Seeing Wu Heng, she smiled. “Xiao Heng, are you here to see A-Yi?”

Wu Heng nodded, and Mother Zhou said, “Xiao Heng, A-Yi went to school, it’s the start of the school year.”

Wu Heng remembered that school was supposed to start the day after tomorrow, was there an entrance exam a day earlier?

Mother Zhou hesitated, then handed Wu Heng a small stool, asking him to sit down, and said, “Xiao Heng, I need to talk to you about something. You’re different from A-Yi, studying is the most important thing for him right now, our entire family hopes he can get out of these mountains, see the wider world. So I don’t want you to distract him from his studies.”

Recently, she had discovered that her studious son was collecting strange herbs, apparently ingredients for Wu Heng’s mosquito repellent.

She had found hundreds of jars of mosquito repellent ointment hidden in his desk drawer! And he was even planning to ship them out!

That night, Mother Zhou and Zhou Yi had a huge argument.

She was furious. This was his senior year! The college entrance exam was next June, and he was wasting his time on these things?!

Zhou Yi, caught red-handed, looked away uncomfortably, his voice low, “Mom, I know what I’m doing. I have to finish what I promised, it’ll only take a few days.”

Mother Zhou raised her voice, “Who asked you to do this?! Is this what you should be doing now? Stop it! Our family doesn’t need the little money you earn!”

They argued, and Mother Zhou was surprised that her usually timid and introverted son refused to give in.

They had a cold war, and then, perhaps having a sudden change of heart, he started studying diligently again a few days ago. His grandfather even said he saw him studying late at night.

Mother Zhou went inside, brought out a large bag, and placed it before Wu Heng, saying, “Xiao Heng, these are the mosquito repellent ointments you made, right? Do you want to ship them yourself, or should I call a courier?”

“Do you like sweet and sour pork knuckle? I happen to be free today, I can make some for you.”

Wu Heng looked at the packaged ointments in the bag, smiled, and said, “No need, Auntie Zhou, I’ll have Brother You Jin handle it.”

He paused, curious. “Is studying really that important?”

Mother Zhou said emphatically, “Of course! The most important thing for young people your age is to study.”

“A-Yi has been studying so hard lately, he’ll definitely get first place in the entrance exam.”

A coldness flickered in her eyes. “No one can interfere with A-Yi’s studies!”

“Xiao Heng, don’t go looking for A-Yi to play for a while, okay?”

Chores could wait until next year, the internet until after the exam, friends until after the exam, even entertainment, all postponed until after the college entrance exam.

Zhou Yi only had one goal now: studying.

If he could study 24 hours a day without rest, he would. Study until he dropped.

As parents, would they harm their child’s academic future?

Wu Heng didn’t reply, simply tying the bag and was about to leave when Village Chief Zhou Dagui walked in. Seeing Wu Heng, he was stunned, then grabbed him excitedly.

“Xiao Heng, is that you live streaming on the Shark platform, using the ‘Chengde Medical Clinic’ account?”

The old man slapped his thigh happily. “Oh my god, do you know I heard them mention you at the police station, I thought it was someone with the same name!”

Old Doctor Wu had vanished, so Zhou Dagui hadn’t expected Wu Heng to achieve anything with that account. He only checked it out after hearing people discuss it and was shocked by what he saw.

Chengde Medical Clinic had almost ten million followers!

And over a hundred fan groups!

Zhou Dagui had been worried about that crazy old man breaking into Nan Nuo village last night, how could they attract tourists if news of this spread? Safety couldn’t even be guaranteed.

He was afraid the news would spread, but it had already become widespread, reporters surrounding the police station. It was his first time experiencing the spotlight like a celebrity.

He had initially thought it was a disaster and was almost in tears last night. At his age, all he wanted was to work with the government to develop tourism and improve the villagers’ lives.

But as things unfolded, he heard netizens discussing Chengde Medical Clinic and Wu Heng, even #NanNuoVillage was trending.

Their Nan Nuo village was so small that it wasn’t even marked on most maps!

On his way back from the police station, Zhou Dagui received countless calls, still in a daze.

“Village Chief, do you know? My guesthouse officially opens next week, and it’s fully booked!”

“Tourists are even calling and asking if we offer shuttle services, all I have is a tricycle!”

The caller was Wu Heng’s second uncle, who ran the guesthouse. It wasn’t even officially open yet, only accommodating Li Hao and his friends after they paid a hefty sum.

Now that those young masters had returned to school, Second Uncle was worried he would lose all the money he invested in renovating the guesthouse.

And now, fully booked!

All because of Wu Heng!

This wasn’t a guesthouse anymore, it should be renamed Chengde Medical Clinic’s Inpatient Department.

The village chief was overjoyed, who knew Xiao Heng was so capable, actually reviving the account and attracting so many tourists.

Immersed in his joy, he declared, “We must cater to these first batch of tourists! Our village Nuo opera is usually held during Lunar New Year, should we hold it earlier? Lai boy is gone, who should be the main performer?”

Seeing Wu Heng himself, Zhou Dagui was even happier, shaking his hand repeatedly, praising him for surpassing his grandfather, Old Doctor Wu.

“Good boy, you’ve done well! Although you haven’t received any formal education, you’ve learned a skill that can support you. Old Wu can finally rest easy now,” Zhou Dagui looked at Wu Heng with pride, after all, he had watched him grow up.

Mother Zhou, hearing this, was surprised, then happy for Wu Heng, adding, “After A-Yi gets through this year, studies hard, and gets into university, both the children we watched grow up will have found their paths.”

Zhou Dagui, knowing about their recent argument, said, “Daughter-in-law, A-Yi is focused on his studies, we understand, but don’t keep mentioning it, don’t put too much pressure on him, just do his best.”

Although disagreeing inwardly, Mother Zhou nodded in agreement.

Wu Heng, looking at them, took out a small bag from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Dagui. “Grandpa Zhou, these are soybeans from the clinic’s pharmacy. If Zhou Yi is stressed from studying, give him these to snack on.”

The village chief took the bag, assuming it was just a snack for his grandson from Wu Heng.

Wu Heng, carrying the bag of mosquito repellent ointments, turned to leave, glancing back at Zhou Yi’s study.

Physical illnesses were easy to cure, but mental illnesses were more difficult. Sometimes, getting sick was necessary.