A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 15

Chapter 15

Seeing that the administrator, He Yunxiao, hadn’t reacted, Li Hao and his friends felt even more smug about their masterpiece. Even He Yunxiao’s personal vendetta couldn’t stop their true power!

Now, unless Wu Heng was blind, he would definitely see their barrage of gift special effects and their message.

He Yunxiao remained silent. These guys were quick to talk tough and even quicker to kneel.

Wu Heng didn’t indulge these rich young masters and directly went offline.

If it weren’t for wanting to watch the drama unfold between Huang Qiang and his uncle, he wouldn’t have come online. After all, he had already performed the shamanic dance and dealt with Huang Qiang and his uncle, all counted as one day’s work. Streaming again wouldn’t count towards the check-in, so it wouldn’t be worth it, a huge loss!

Li Hao and his friends were stunned by Wu Heng’s indifference to money. They had already yielded, yet he was still so unyielding?

These young men, barely adults, suddenly panicked, crawling around on the floor. Li Hao forced himself to call He Yunxiao.

He Yunxiao was overjoyed. Hadn’t these guys mocked his big belly before? As expected, what goes around comes around, it was their turn to suffer.

He Yunxiao laughed for a while, then said, “Doctor Wu isn’t so petty. He has plenty of ways to make money, he doesn’t need your money. Just do what he said.”

Li Hao and his friends were silent for a moment, then asked, “Fine! Then please give us the address of Chengde Medical Clinic, we’ll go see him in person.”

He Yunxiao sent them the location of Nan Nuo village on WeChat.

Seeing the location, they were dumbfounded. Over three thousand kilometers!

He Yunxiao had it so easy, Wu Heng personally came to treat him. They, on the other hand, had to travel thousands of miles to beg Wu Heng for help. Why was life so unfair?

Li Hao gritted his teeth, almost crying. “Let’s go, we’ll go!”

After ending the call with He Yunxiao, the young men started planning their apology to Shi Xuan. Li Hao, wriggling his useless legs, found the most expensive camera and tossed it to Wang Dong. “Take this, record our apology. I’ll have my dad arrange a private jet.”

Wang Dong, holding the camera, glanced at the dark sky outside and asked, “We’re going now?”

They exchanged glances and swallowed nervously. Li Hao hesitated. “Let’s wait, early tomorrow morning…”

They were terrified of Shi Xuan. Even during the day, they found him creepy. Going to apologize in the middle of the night might be fatal.

#StreamerEatsProtectedPorcupine#
#ChengdeMedicalClinic#
#HumanFingerInPorridge#

After Wu Heng watched the drama unfold, it became a spectacle for the entire internet. The recording of Huang Qiang’s live stream connection with Wu Heng was made into short videos and widely shared. Many netizens recognized the handsome young man as the one who performed the beautiful shamanic dance earlier that morning.

The local police also issued an official announcement, confirming the arrest of the two men surnamed Huang, the discovery of protected animal meat in their freezer, and three hunting rifles under their bed. They were currently being treated at the hospital for a severed arm and induced vomiting, respectively, and would be arrested according to the law.

With the official police statement, netizens had no choice but to believe it.

[So it really was just one pill from the shaman doctor that cured Huang Zhigang’s swollen throat, a condition that major hospitals couldn’t diagnose for two months? That’s incredible!]
[So my inability to have a son after five daughters could also be caused by something unclean? I need to connect with this shaman doctor and have him help me have a son.]
[Can he cure cancer?]

Some netizens returning from the Shark platform posted dejectedly: [The Chengde Medical Clinic account has nearly two million followers, he only streams for an hour a day and can only connect with a few patients. Ordinary people like us have no chance!]

An ID named “Wu Heng Is My Wife” replied: [I heard that Doctor Wu Heng likes watching videos of beautiful women, and he replies to their comments.]

Fan Tutu was the first! She didn’t even have a live consultation with Wu Heng.

Chengde Medical Clinic’s reply telling the beautiful woman to shave her head was still pinned at the top of the comment section. However, the sentiment in the comments had changed, with more and more fans urging Fan Tutu to have a live consultation with Wu Heng.

A young man held his phone, quietly peeking into a girl’s room. He could vaguely see a beautiful girl sleeping soundly on a large European-style bed, her smooth, long hair spread out like silk.

The young man deliberately made noise as he approached, but Fan Tutu didn’t stir.

He figured even slapping her wouldn’t wake her up.

The young man touched Fan Tutu’s hair and, looking at Wu Heng’s second reply suggesting cold water instead of shaving, hesitated for a moment, then made a decision, muttering, “Sis, don’t hit me when you wake up, I’m doing this to save you.”

The next morning

The Shi family’s usually quiet residence, rarely visited by guests, welcomed several visitors. Wu Su, the Shi family’s steward, received these young masters.

Wu Su was puzzled. Shi Xuan, the only son of the Shi family, was always solitary and had no friends. Had he finally made some?

Li Hao squeezed out a few non-existent tears. “We heard Shi Xuan is sick, so we came to visit, worried sick.”

Wu Su looked at them, slightly speechless. All of them were in wheelchairs, while Shi Xuan wasn’t even close to dying.

What a sudden surge of friendship.

Li Hao and his friends arrived in electric wheelchairs, their legs covered with small blankets to hide their strange ailment.

Crawling around at home was one thing, but they shouldn’t be crawling around at the Shi family’s house.

Following Steward Wu through corridors, they finally arrived at a dilapidated courtyard. Wu Su didn’t enter, gesturing for Li Hao and his friends to go in themselves.

They looked at each other, none daring to move. Li Hao pushed Wang Dong’s wheelchair to the front, and Wang Dong hesitantly knocked and entered.

The dim bedroom, besides simple furnishings, although spotless, lacked any signs of life.

A tall, slender young man lay in bed, his exposed ankles pale.

Despite the summer heat, the air-conditioned room felt strangely cold.

Li Hao and his friends were terrified. Shi Xuan wasn’t just sick, he looked like he was on the verge of rigor mortis!

They had heard that Shi Xuan was creepy, and now they regretted their actions deeply. They must have been out of their minds to try and prank him.

“C-c-classmate Shi, h-hello.”

Li Hao glared at Wang Dong and the others, straightening his tongue. “Classmate Shi, we’re here to apologize.”

Li Hao gestured, and one of his friends immediately started recording.

Shi Xuan stared at the ceiling, his voice ice-cold. “Get out.”

Having not successfully apologized, they wouldn’t leave. Sitting in their wheelchairs like a small motorcade, they lacked Shi Xuan’s imposing aura.

Li Hao rubbed his goosebump-covered arms and noticed Wang Dong fiddling with the necklace around his neck, a small locket hanging from it.

Li Hao leaned closer for a look, then cursed in a low voice, “Wang Dong, are you a pervert?”

The photo in the locket was none other than Wu Heng. This pervert was carrying a small photo of Wu Heng around his neck, like a true creep!

Wang Dong was scared. Who would want to apologize to Shi Xuan? If it weren’t for trying to prank him, they wouldn’t be in this situation. After much thought, he decided to carry a small photo of Wu Heng around his neck.

And, whether it was a placebo effect or not, Wang Dong felt surprisingly confident with Wu Heng’s photo.

“Carrying another man’s photo around your neck, aren’t you ashamed? Making your older brother lose face!”

Li Hao, while berating Wang Dong, immediately snatched the necklace and put it on himself. Seeing this, the others also started fighting over it.

“Don’t grab! Don’t grab! Let me wear it first!”

As they struggled, unable to stand on their legs, they could only crawl. The necklace flew in a parabolic arc towards Shi Xuan, almost hitting him in the face.

Li Hao and his friends could clearly feel the temperature in the room drop several degrees.

The young man in bed sat up, his eyes sweeping coldly over them, and opened the locket that had almost hit him.

Although the photo was small, they could see the young man’s face painted with vibrant colors, his bell-adorned hand raising a silk scarf in a shamanic dance, his figure radiant.

Shi Xuan’s usually still, lifeless eyes flickered.

“He…”

Li Hao, afraid that this strange Shi Xuan would think they had hired a shaman doctor to deal with him, quickly said, “This shaman doctor told us to apologize to you, and of course, of course, we also sincerely wanted to apologize.”

Shi Xuan clutched the locket. “He’s not dead?”

What a strange question!

The friend with bleached yellow hair cried, “Of course Doctor Wu Heng isn’t dead, but we’re about to die. Please, Classmate Shi Xuan, just forgive us this once, we won’t dare do it again.”

Shi Xuan replied unexpectedly, “Fine, I accept your apology.”

Li Hao and his friends were stunned. They had spent the entire night planning how to beg Shi Xuan for forgiveness, even if it meant groveling.

And now, that was it?

He forgave them so easily?!

Shaman Doctor was amazing!

Li Hao and his friends were so excited they almost jumped up and cheered, ignoring the fact that Shi Xuan showed no sign of returning the necklace to Wang Dong. After all, Shi Xuan was a weirdo, and they were used to it. They quickly made an excuse and fled the Shi residence.

As soon as they left, they jumped into the waiting car, which took them to the airport. Their parents had already arranged the flight permits overnight, and they would be taking a private jet to Nan Nuo village, hoping to see Wu Heng in person today!

Shi Xuan sat on his bed, repeatedly opening and closing the locket, lost in thought.

His bed was by the window, and through the decaying wooden frame, he could clearly see the well in the courtyard, a dead branch falling from the tree beside it.

Suddenly, the bell on his bedside table jingled without any wind.

“Ring—Ring—Ring.”

Shi Xuan paused, his hand still holding the locket.

Wu Heng was in the ancient well, instructing the little water snake. “Xi Xi, look carefully.”

He had two strings of bells, and the one he wore on his left wrist was missing. Although Grandma Lai didn’t want it back, Wu Heng still wanted to find it. He figured it had fallen into the well on his return trip.

Xi Xi searched the well but couldn’t find it.

As Wu Heng wondered where the bells could be, the little gray snake suddenly hissed in warning.

Wu Heng, half-hidden in the well, looked up and saw the deathly young man from that night standing by the well opening, his gaze fixed on him.

Shi Xuan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he suddenly took half a step forward, one hand resting on the well’s edge. “I…”

Wu Heng asked in surprise, “Dude, you’re still alive?”