A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 109

Chapter 109

Wu Heng received the news of the engagement proposal just an hour ago.

His mind went blank for a moment, then he rushed back to the clinic. He entered to see You Jin, beaming, decorating the windows with double happiness (囍) characters, red flowers adorning even Su Da Yi and the two snakes in their dog beds, Chen Zhao and a few Xuanmen disciples practicing auspicious phrases, Wu Tai and Wu Su in formal attire on the sofa, Wu Su nervously bouncing his leg until his father slapped it,

“Stop fidgeting! You’ll ruin things for my grandson,” he hissed, and Wu Su obediently stilled himself, Wu Heng: “?”

What? Did everyone know except him? He and Shi Xuan seemed to be the last to find out.

Old Doctor Wu, looking at his casual attire – a loose T-shirt, messy hair, flip-flops, and a bewildered expression – said, “Hasn’t the entire underworld heard? I told Shi Xuan to ask for your consent before making a big announcement.”

Wu Heng, speechless, the entire underworld except them.

He could sense the approaching Yin energy and hurried upstairs to change, despite the rush, he was ready, his appearance impeccable, when the procession from the underworld arrived, they had closed early, just for this.

The red lanterns swayed as a long line of ghosts carrying palanquins filled with gifts, led by Yama’s personal guards, emerged from the ground.

Chen Zhao and the Xuanmen disciples stood proudly before the clinic entrance, watching the approaching procession with no trace of fear, ready to perform his blocking act.

“Red packets,” Shi Xuan said before they could even speak,

“Coming right up,” He Yunxiao and his group reached into their backpacks, scattering red packets filled with underworld money. He Yunxiao even went up to Chen Zhao and stuffed a handful into his pockets.

This wasn’t ordinary joss paper, but blessed by Yama’s power, a potent ward against evil spirits, perhaps overkill now, but good to have, and valuable in the afterlife too, much better than that stuff from the Bank of Heaven and Earth. Useful for both the living and the dead, a smart move to improve their connections with Shi Xuan.

Chen Zhao, looking at the mountain of red packets, his throat bobbing, their generosity overwhelming. “Please, come in,” he managed, Shi Xuan, his eyes fixed on the figure at the center, walked into the now familiar clinic, seeing the uncontained joy in Wu Heng’s expression. His future fiancé, his other half.

The ghost guards carried the gifts inside, filling the clinic, spilling into the backyard, and turning to Wu Heng’s father and grandfather. Shi Xuan’s voice, clear and unwavering, “Grandpa Wu, Uncle Wu, I’m here to ask for Wu Heng’s hand in marriage.”

Wu Su, looking at Old Wu, seeing his father’s smile, his face also breaking into a grin, “Good, good, good, an engagement is fine for now,” then, taking Wu Heng’s hand and placing it in Shi Xuan’s, “Be happy, that’s all we ask,” his own eyes, slightly red now, a proud father, he had successfully raised Wu Heng, and this Shi Xuan, practically a son to him, a perfect match, a blessing, Wu Heng’s fingers, slightly cold, were encircled by Shi Xuan’s warmth, a gentle squeeze, silent reassurance, calming his nerves, as they knelt before their elders, Chen Zhao, acting as the officiant, and Wu Su, helping them up, “Engaged! Family now, get married after graduation! Call me Dad if you’d like!” and Shi Xuan, having lost his own parents, with no other relatives, had a new family in this lively little clinic.

He looked at them and said solemnly, “Grandpa, Dad.”

And the crowd, friends and ghost guards, applauded and cheered, the ritual over. Su Da Yi, transformed into its human form, waved its phone, Zhang Da Yong’s phone, “Photos! Such an occasion calls for photos!”

Having lost weight – finally – it had become obsessed with taking photos, her new hobby, showcasing herself, Shi Xuan hugged Wu Heng, posing for a photo. Wu Heng, “Su Da Yi, natural beauty is better, just a filter,”

“Understood, understood! Kiss, kiss! Let me capture the perfect angle,” it instructed excitedly, snapping away.

The ghost guards, enjoying their snacks – thoughtfully provided by that young doctor You Jin – some gossip and banter, The food and drinks, offered earlier that morning, delicious, ‘The fox’s photography skills are amazing! We’ll use those for our underworld newspapers announcement!’

News of Yama’s engagement, worthy of a front-page spread, and Wu Su, inspecting the dowry, not paper money and useless trinkets, but valuable artifacts, gold jewelry for the living – Shi Xuan had the ghost guards retrieve it from the Shi residence, his new found confidence and power at work.

“Yama, my son-in-law, am I… immortal now? Can I peek at the Book of Life and Death?”

Shi Xuan said, “Dad, that’s classified. Everyone is subject to reincarnation, but you and Grandpa can stay in the underworld after your death.”

As long as they behaved, the highest honor and privileges, and Wu Su sulked, after years of freeloading, first off his father, then Mr. Shi, now his son, could he ever achieve anything himself?, and Wu Heng, ignoring his self-pity, beckoned, his voice soft, and Da Bai, slithering towards him, a conflicted look on its face,

“Weren’t you refusing to call me Godfather? Here’s your chance,” he said, teasing it gently, since they first met, it had called him by name, even after learning about his relationship with Shi Xuan, it insisted they weren’t officially together, this engagement, official now, acknowledged by heaven and earth,

Da Bai, admitting defeat, it did prefer Wu Heng anyway,

“Second Godfather!” it finally said, and Wu Heng, patting its head, his smile genuine, then turning to Shi Xuan, “Xi Xi calls me Godfather, you Second Godfather, Da Bai calls me Second Godfather, and you Godfather, Xi Xi is smart, but Da Bai will surely be confused one day…”

Shi Xuan replied, “Doesn’t matter,” then, seeing Wu Heng’s puzzled look, “I have something more important,”

As they all turned to them, he looked at Old Wu and Wu Su and asked, his voice soft, “Grandpa, Dad, can Wu Heng and I share a room now?”

Silence fell, countless eyes staring,

Wu Heng, blushing furiously, nudged Shi Xuan’s arm, Wu Su, regaining his composure, his voice filled with excitement, “Of course! Engaged now, practically married!”

“Should I… move downstairs with your grandfather?” he asked, then remembering, “The walls are a bit thin, or I’ll bring earplugs when staying here next time…”

Li Hao and the others chimed in, “We also brought earplugs!”

You Jin, also eager to accommodate them, “I’ll stay on the first floor from now on, and I’ll let you know before going to the storeroom,”

Wu Heng, “…”, so it seemed like they did something every night.

“Dad, there’s no need to move!”

Wu Heng and Shi Xuan quickly rejected the offer, there was no need for the elders to inconvenience themselves, but he knew those walls were thin.

It didn’t matter. He just wanted to be with Wu Heng, officially,

The engagement banquet lasted till late, the clinic slowly emptying as everyone left, Wu Heng and Shi Xuan, having showered, in their pajamas now, upstairs.

Wu Heng’s bedroom.

Shi Xuan had been there before, many times, but tonight, officially.

As he closed the curtains and locked the door, Shi Xuan watched as water droplets from his damp hair traced the line of his neck, disappearing under his loose pajamas.

He lifted him, carrying him to the bed, his lips against his hair, sealing the room with his aura, a soundproof barrier, ‘Wu Heng, I want you, tonight,’

Wu Heng looked at him, the fox spirit’s pill in his hand. They hadn’t used it before, even in the underworld. His blush deepened, was it even necessary?

Shi Xuan’s slender fingers crushed the pill, and as he rubbed them together, a sweet, pink smoke rose, and Wu Heng, his mind still clear, felt a burning desire, growing stronger, even without any aids,

Their bodies moved together against the soft mattress, the bed creaking softly, the thin blanket rippling like water, his soft moans of protest and pleasure, a low chuckle, an encouraging whisper, “Almost,” the gentle nips and kisses a welcome distraction, he loved Shi Xuan’s voice, a deeper, huskier tone, and Shi Xuan, his hands gentle but firm, guiding him.

The dawn light and the rooster’s crowing went unnoticed. Lost in the moment, fingers intertwined.

“We’ll be together,” he whispered, and Wu Heng, smiling, “Yes, forever,” he thought.