A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 87p1

Chapter 87 Part 1

The more timid netizens nearly fainted hearing Wu Heng’s words.

A living… corpse?! The characters for “living” and “corpse” together…

Some netizens had never even seen a real corpse before. Today was an eye-opener.

[Wuwuwu, Heng Bao, you’ve changed, why no warning?! I can’t sleep tonight! I’m terrified!]

[This teacher’s face was pale, but I just thought she wasn’t feeling well! A walking corpse?! Won’t her students be scared to death?!]

Wu Heng glanced at the frantic barrage of comments, “I probably won’t give warnings anymore. Everyone needs to get used to this.”

His words were a clear indication: things would get worse. This young teacher’s situation was just the tip of the iceberg.

A look of guilt appeared on Zhou Fenghua’s pale face. “Sorry everyone, I didn’t know, I apologize for scaring you.”

Her apology made the netizens feel bad, it wasn’t her fault.

“I’m… a living corpse? A living… dead body?” Zhou Fenghua murmured, still confused, what kind of term was that? A variation of the legendary jiangshi (hopping vampire)?

Wu Heng, knowing this would be difficult for her to accept, patiently explained, “A living corpse is a… mobile, conscious corpse, the body doesn’t stiffen or show signs of decay, unlike the jiangshi in stories.”

“Teacher Zhou, you’ve been dead for three years. Do you remember anything unusual from three years ago?”

Zhou Fenghua recalled, “I remember a student from Wu Wa village didn’t come to school, so I went for a home visit, it was raining heavily… I… slipped and fell down the stone steps, I couldn’t move, and after a few hours, a student found me, and his classmates helped carry me to the hospital.”

The eighteen villages were remote, and Wu Wa was built on a mountainside, surrounded by trees, she hadn’t noticed the moss on the steps.

Besides that, nothing unusual.

Wu Heng nodded, “That day, you died from the fall.”

Zhou Fenghua was stunned. She thought she was just lucky, a minor fall, some scratches…

If she died, her students, about to take the college entrance exam, would be affected. She started teaching high school English at twenty-two, this was her first class, her first graduating class.

She was only twenty-two, three years ago.

[Just… died like that? Shouldn’t the soul leave the body, escorted to the underworld? Why is she still alive?]

[If no one knew, they would just assume she was unwell, but now that everyone knows…]
[She wanted to live until June, for her students’ exam, but now… perhaps she won’t even make it to Lunar New Year. She shouldn’t have connected with Wu Heng!]
[+1. After Xie Zhi, Teacher Zhou is the second one who shouldn’t have consulted him.]

“But… I feel… alive. I have body temperature, a heartbeat, a pulse. And… I eat, drink, even use the toilet… normally.”

She touched her wrist, slightly cool but not cold, then her chest, feeling her heartbeat.

Wu Heng sighed, such a strong attachment, “You didn’t go to the underworld because… there’s a… corpse Gu inside you, maintaining basic life functions.”

Her body temperature, heartbeat, even breathing, all thanks to the Gu worm.

Wu Heng paused. “So, you don’t need a life-extending ritual like Old Man Zhao,” she wasn’t alive after all.

The sky lantern ritual was for the dying, those with great merit. If she were still alive, perhaps Heaven would grant her leniency.

That ritual was useless now.

Zhou Fenghua stood there on the sports field, dazed, watching the insects crawl towards her, up her legs.

She wasn’t afraid, only confused and lost.

She remembered those summer days, wearing pretty dresses, always surrounded by flies, clinging to her skin.

To those maggots, she was just a decaying corpse, a feast.

She was just a fleeting existence, what was death? Life and death, the natural order, but her students… what about them?

How could they see the world, experience life beyond this small town if they didn’t leave?

Hezipo Town, although developing its tourism industry, was still far behind the big cities. She had studied at a top university in Beijing and knew the difference, she wanted her students to have those opportunities.

[So sad. Hoping for a life extension, realizing she’s already dead.]
[Wu Heng should have just kicked her out and let her continue her existence.]
[Where did the Gu come from? A random encounter after her fall? Don’t Gu worms require special cultivation? Not some random bug in nature?]

[It seems like a rather benevolent Gu worm, letting her live for another three years.]

[Even if it’s benevolent, cockroaches must die!]

Zhou Fenghua, holding her phone, walked quietly towards the classroom.

As the grayscale camera panned, they saw Hezipo Middle School, a small school, three five-story buildings, no fancy labs, modest, but the best in town.

She reached her classroom and peeked inside, the students diligently working on their exam papers, unaware of her presence.

Seeing Zhou Yi staring out the window, she frowned, but the next moment, he was walking towards the podium, test paper in hand. “Teacher, I’m done, can I submit this early?”

His math teacher sighed, exasperated. “Zhou Yi, you’re not going to submit your college entrance exam paper early too, are you? Do you want me to lecture you again?”

He quickly scanned the paper, impressed, Zhou Yi seemed to have improved after his… incident.

A true genius.

But, worried about his mental state, his voice gentler, “Okay, you can leave.”

As he walked out, he bumped into Zhou Fenghua.

Arms crossed, she was about to scold him. “Submitting early again?! What about my English test next time?!”

Zhou Yi, smiling, avoiding her question, asked instead, “Teacher Zhou, did you go to Chengde Medical… Hey, Xiao Heng, have you had dinner?”

Zhou Yi and Zhou Fenghua had a good relationship, she lived in a neighboring village, distantly related.

His parents valued education because of her, the first university graduate in their family, even allowed to enter their ancestral hall for worship, a great honor. They hoped their son would achieve the same.

Wu Heng on the other end nodded with a smile. “Yes.”

Zhou Yi then asked anxiously, “Xiao Heng, I don’t know what’s wrong with Teacher Zhou, she’s acting strange. And there are so many insects crawling around in our classroom during her lessons. One of the boys in the front row even cried yesterday.” A girl had calmly squashed the bug with her foot.

[He seems clueless…]

[So he’s a friend of Wu Heng, and a student of Teacher Zhou? Envious of his connections.]

[Feeling slightly ashamed. My school is much better, but I didn’t pay attention in class, even argued with my teacher.]

[As someone from a small town, I relate. If not for the college entrance exam, I would still be there, not at a Fortune 500 company now.]

At that moment, one of the boys turned and smiled at her through the window.

She vaguely remembered him. The one who found her after her fall.

Zhou Fenghua, leaving quickly, finally looked at Wu Heng, her voice serious, “Doctor Wu, as a living corpse, how much longer do I have?”

Zhou Yi, who caught up, “??” A living corpse?!

“Teacher Zhou, don’t hide it from me! I can just watch the replay later!”

Zhou Fenghua was silent.

Wu Heng, “Less than half a month.”

Seeing her stagger back, he added, feeling a pang of guilt, “The corpse Gu is consuming your internal organs. It has already reached your heart. Soon you’ll lose consciousness, just a… shell.”

He noticed the netizens’ confusion and explained,

“Those jiangshi you see in movies are clearly decaying corpses.”

“Anyone who’s seen a corpse can tell the difference.”

“But living corpses… you wouldn’t even know, walking among you, indistinguishable from the living, controlled by the Gu. You might even greet them with a smile.”

The netizens were horrified, their skin crawling,

Zhou Fenghua asked instinctively, “Will I… harm my students then?”

Wu Heng didn’t answer, that was uncertain.

[… I thought it was a good bug. So it hasn’t fully activated yet?]

[This is terrifying. A living corpse walking among us?!]
[This is a unique case, right?! Only this teacher?!]
[My hatred for bugs is justified!]

Zhou Fenghua stood there, the cold wind perhaps clearing her mind, she made her decision, her voice firm, “If I’m already dead, then I… can’t continue living. A body with a Gu can’t be buried, only cremated.”

She shuddered to think of the consequences if she lost control, a mindless living corpse at the school.

Even without her, they would still excel, leave this small town…

She could have her colleagues hide her death, her students shouldn’t be affected. She was from a small town too, she understood the hardships, ten years of studying, culminating in those few days, those exams, a single opportunity, she wanted to protect them.

Zhou Fenghua murmured, “Yes… that’s the only way.”

She knew students from wealthier families had a safety net, they could repeat a year if they failed.

But her students, most of them wouldn’t have that chance.

Limited not just by their financial situations, but also their families’ mindsets.

Just yesterday, a parent had come, asking if his child could drop out and help with the family’s new guesthouse, with Nan Nuo’s booming tourism industry, the high-speed rail coming, Hezipo town would thrive, and why study when the goal was just to make money? Basic literacy and math were enough, right?

How could families with such mindsets support their children repeating a year?

Missing this chance, and this small town would be their final destination. Facing the ocean and a small stream, they could choose the vastness or the tranquility, but only if they had seen both.

Families who valued education like Zhou Yi’s were rare in Hezipo.

Wu Heng sighed, “The corpse Gu is sustaining your attachment, your soul, if cremated, will become a powerful, lingering spirit.”