A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 75p2

Chapter 75 Part 2

Wu Heng’s expression changed, Su Chenyu must be talking about You Jin! He hadn’t returned from his house call.

Wu Heng turned, and Shi Xuan, getting out of bed, “I’ll come with you.”

Wu Heng, staring at him, his complexion back to normal, “??”

Who recovered this fast?!

Without commenting, Wu Heng rushed downstairs and outside.

Su Chenyu, waiting there, immediately said, “I don’t know the details, your friend, Zhou Yi, asked me to come and tell you, it’s at Wu Wa village.”

Zhou Yi, now a day student after the possession incident, probably just returned from school on his electric scooter.

They quickly arrived at Wu Wa village, surrounded by a large crowd, including tourists.

Someone shouted, “Doctor Wu is here!”

The crowd parted, making way for him. Shi Xuan, seeing tourists with their phones out, put on the mask Wu Heng made and pulled up his hood.

You Jin’s medical kit was open, supplies scattered everywhere as he knelt beside a patient, performing CPR.

Wu Heng, looking at the pale young man on the ground, recognized the local’s clothing, not a tourist.

Su Chenyu, being a medical student, seeing You Jin’s exhaustion, rolled up his sleeves and took over.

You Jin collapsed to the ground, staring at the lifeless body, his face pale with terror.

“He’s dead, isn’t he? That’s what dead people look like, their color drains away, no saving them,” a terrified tourist whispered.

“They’ve been trying to revive him for a while, the ambulance is still on its way. What happened? He looks only seventeen or eighteen, so young…”

Another tourist murmured, “People online were saying not to come to the Nuo opera festival, the facilities aren’t ready. These remote villages don’t have proper medical care.”

Unless you had a strange illness, it was probably best not to visit.

“Xiao Heng? Xiao Heng, you’re here!” You Jin cried, grabbing his hand, his voice shaking. “What do we do?! I killed someone! It’s all my fault! I’ll ruin Chengde Medical Clinic’s reputation, ruin Master’s reputation, ruin yours!”

You Jin panicked. Chengde Medical Clinic had just gained popularity thanks to Wu Heng, and now this, it would even affect the village’s tourism. He wanted to die.

Wu Heng looked down at the patient, then gently patted You Jin’s hand, comforting him.

“What happened?”

Before You Jin could explain, a couple in local clothing rushed over, wailing, “Our son was working in the fields, felt a little unwell, just a slight cold, probably from the wind last night, and now this quack killed him! This is Chengde Medical Clinic’s apprentice, taught by Doctor Wu?!”

You Jin was indeed Doctor Wu’s apprentice, Old Doctor Wu’s, that is, but not all the netizens and tourists knew that, and they were now doubtful.

They didn’t doubt Wu Heng’s skills, a true shaman doctor.

But his apprentice… seemed incompetent.

Some masters held back their true skills when teaching, could Wu Heng have done the same?

If so, Doctor Wu was also… questionable.

Wu Heng asked, “Where’s Chen Zhao?”

“At the inpatient department… I mean, Second Uncle’s guesthouse, seeing patients,” Zhou Yi said, then whispered in Wu Heng’s ear, “I remember this guy. We went to the same school. Dropped out after freshman year, his parents didn’t let him continue.”

Some families still favored sons over daughters, if they couldn’t afford to educate both, the daughter would have to drop out, but this family only had one son…

You Jin was still crying, “I’m no longer part of Chengde Medical Clinic! This has nothing to do with the clinic!”

Shi Xuan checked his phone. Someone had already posted about it online. #ChengdeMedicalClinicMalpractice was trending.

Even #ChengdeMedicalClinicSuspectedManslaughter# and #DoctorWu’sApprentice# were also trending.

[Any photos? Did someone really die?! Wu Heng killed someone? Oh my god!]
[People actually believe in these online shaman doctors. I knew he would get into trouble eventually, he was too popular.]

[That’s his apprentice! Not Wu Heng himself. He was vaccinating students at Jiaming High School this morning.]
[So someone really died at Chengde Medical Clinic? Is this news real?]

Rumors were spreading, someone even posted a photo of the dead body, quickly removed by censors.

Zhou Dagui, the village chief, arriving and seeing the lifeless body, felt his heart sink.

Nan Nuo Village’s future was now tied to Chengde Medical Clinic, if something happened to the clinic, their tourism plan would be ruined.

“Doctor Wu, say something!” a tourist shouted.

Wu Heng had Su Chenyu stop the CPR, checked the patient’s pulse, his body stiff and cold. He said simply,

“He’s dead.”

The crowd gasped, it was true then.

Wu Heng then added, a faint smile on his lips, “But… he can still live.”

He looked coldly at the shadow among the crowd and summoned it using the language of the underworld, ‘Xie Zhi, return to your body.’

The soul stared at the stiffening body on the ground, its face grim, its toes digging into the earth, unwilling to move. It seemed dissatisfied with its physical form.

It didn’t want to return.

‘Master Shaman Doctor, I… I don’t want to return yet, but don’t worry, my parents won’t sue, I’ll be back within seven days,’ Xie Zhi quickly explained, meeting his gaze.

It was customary in Nan Nuo to hold a seven-day wake for the deceased, although Grandma Lai hadn’t followed the tradition for her grandson.

There were news reports about corpses coming back to life during funerals, some people were just in a state of suspended animation.

So reviving within seven days wasn’t unheard of.

‘A soul can’t be separated from its body for too long. And the Nuo opera festival was detrimental to souls, return immediately!’

But the soul didn’t move, ignoring him.

‘Lai Jun!’ Wu Heng chanted a summoning spell, and a gust of Yin wind swirled, lifting fallen leaves.

Lai Jun appeared with his lantern, before he even had a chance to greet Wu Heng, he was captivated by the wandering soul, staring at it intently.

Hey!

Another one for the quota!

He had reluctantly escorted that black dog to the underworld and rushed back to Hezipo, only to find that the elderly couple he was watching had already been taken by other Yin messengers.

One dog for two humans, a loss. Then Wu Heng summoned him, and he saw a soul just standing there, a stiff body on the ground.

Huh? Another one dead?

Without hesitation, he took out his soul-snatching rope, securing the soul first, before anyone else could steal it, the true style of a Nan Nuo bully.

The soul’s face paled at the sight of the Yin messenger, and it wailed, ‘Aaaaa, no, not yet!’

Shouldn’t Yin messengers verify the information first?! Why go straight for the rope?!

Terrified, it immediately rushed towards its body on the ground.

As soon as it returned, Lai Jun threw the rope, but it was too late.

The young man on the ground slowly opened his eyes, his breathing steady.

Lai Jun: ‘?’

Where were his merit points? A soul whose time hadn’t come yet?!

Strange, wandering souls usually rushed back to their bodies, like those students, but this one hadn’t even tried. So, Lai Jun had assumed it was ready for the underworld.

He immediately looked at Wu Heng, who chuckled, ‘I never said this was a new assignment for you.’

Wu Heng turned to the young man on the ground. “Awake now?”

The young man, avoiding his gaze, sat up slowly, his voice weak. “Yes.”

The tourists were stunned, watching as the color returned to his face, his body regaining its warmth, they had seen corpses, this was different, very different from the living.

So… this was… revival?

“Holy crap, he really brought him back?! He just said ‘live’ and he lived?!” The tourists were dumbfounded.

In broad daylight, everyone watching, and Wu Heng had barely done anything! But if even he couldn’t do it, who could?!

They stared at him with awe.

“This isn’t just a shaman doctor, it’s a deity!”

Wu Heng helped up the crying You Jin, saw the ambulance finally arrive, and turned to the family, his voice cold, “Take him for a checkup, any problems, you can always visit our clinic.”

Zhou Yi quickly gathered the scattered medicine and supplies. To avoid further embarrassment for You Jin, he had him get on his scooter. He would take him back to Nan Nuo.

Amidst the murmurs of astonishment, the crowd dispersed.

Lai Jun, looking at the tall figure walking beside Wu Heng, its aura filled with Yin qi, couldn’t help but ask, ‘Isn’t he… another potential client? His Yin qi is so heavy…’

Wu Heng: “Does he look like he’s dying?”

Lai Jun, slightly disappointed, Wu Heng had a point, this guy looked healthy and strong, like… wait…

Shi Xuan suddenly leaned on Wu Heng’s shoulder, “That vaccine… I’m not feeling well.”

Wu Heng stared at Shi Xuan, “?”

Seriously? Was his illness a switch he could turn on and off?!

Sick one moment, fine the next?