A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 17

Chapter 17

Fan Tutu was Fan Tu’s online username. In the video, Fan Tu was lying on a soft, pink bed, comfortably stretching and turning over to continue sleeping.

But no matter how she turned, the viewers in the live stream could clearly see—

A thin crack had appeared on the top of her fluffy hair, and from that narrow gap, horrifying roots were emerging, winding and sprouting unopened flower buds. The flowers were blood-red, as if formed from flesh and blood, both enchanting and eerie.

A true flower-in-hair maiden.

The trembling camera betrayed the fear of the person holding the phone.

“Sis, Sis, please…please don’t sleep, wake up!” Fan Xuan’s voice trembled as he reached out with great trepidation and nudged Fan Tu’s arm.

Only then did Fan Tutu’s fans realize why Tutu had sought help in the fan group but refused to send a voice message. The person asking for help wasn’t Fan Tutu herself, but her younger brother!

[…Help, a flower growing out of someone’s head? Am I still dreaming?]
[Isn’t that just a realistic hairband or something? This, this is too scary.]
[Possessed, she’s definitely possessed! Holy crap, the Great Shaman Doctor really has some skills, even diagnosing an illness from just watching a video.]
[Our Wu Heng is amazing, I’m scared out of my wits, and he’s still in the mood to eat.]

Wu Heng had seen countless patients with strange illnesses in the past; eating and drinking wouldn’t be affected.

This spicy chicken burger was truly delicious, the chicken patty crispy and juicy, the spicy seasoning enhancing the flavor. Wu Heng felt like he could eat another one!

“Sis!” Fan Xuan couldn’t wake Fan Tu. He was alone at home and felt goosebumps rising on his skin. He hurried to open the curtains, letting in the warm glow of the setting sun.

“Ugh…who opened the curtains?! It’s blinding!” The girl in bed finally reacted, grumbling sleepily as she sat up, rubbing her eyes. She opened them and saw the terrified expression on her brother’s face.

Fan Tu yawned, looked at the phone, and let out a series of cries, kicking Fan Xuan’s leg. “Stupid brother! Why are you live streaming? And you even added such an ugly special effect!”

Fan Xuan: “…”

Fan Xuan almost cried. If only it were a special effect.

Noticing her brother’s terrified expression, Fan Tu touched her face, then her hair. Her usually soft hair now felt like twigs in her hand, like branches, even prickly.

Something wasn’t right. Fighting off her drowsiness, Fan Tu quickly got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. A few seconds later, a terrified scream echoed from inside.

“My head…my hair…”

“What is this? A flower? An unopened flower?”

Fan Tu looked in the mirror and cautiously touched the bud on her head. It didn’t have the warmth of human skin; it felt like a blood-red plant growing in nature, strangely alluring.

She had just slept, how could a flower grow out of her head after waking up? Was this divine retribution?!

Fan Tu’s head was already dizzy, and now, startled, she collapsed to the floor.

“Sis!” Fan Xuan rushed over and helped Fan Tu up, seeing her weak state, he stuffed the phone into his pocket, carried her to the sofa, and laid her down.

[Wuwuwu although younger brothers are usually for punching, at times like these, they’re truly protective umbrellas.]
[When I was little, I didn’t like spitting out watermelon seeds, and the adults would scare me, saying that watermelons would grow on my head. Could that be true? Terrified.]
[Who! Who mocked my hubby for watching videos of beautiful women and giving useless advice?! Come out and get beaten! Now you know my hubby’s power!]
[I know, I’m currently kneeling and watching the live stream, apologizing to the Great Shaman Doctor…]
[So what’s going on? This is too bizarre!]

The famous streamer Fan Tutu had a flower growing out of her head. This scene was no less shocking than He Yunxiao vomiting live snakes. Hundreds of thousands of netizens flooded in, the barrage comments almost overwhelming the live stream.

Wu Heng took the iced cola Shi Xuan offered him. “This flower is called ‘Beauty’s Dimple,’ it blooms by absorbing the essence and blood of beautiful women.”

Fan Tutu’s fans instantly understood, becoming even more anxious and scared.

[No wonder Tutu has been so sleepy lately, sleeping twenty hours a day. It’s because this flower has been absorbing her essence and blood? She must feel dizzy because of insufficient blood supply to her brain.]
[What? Beauty’s Dimple? Did the Third Prince grow taller again?] (A reference to a Chinese drama)
[Holy crap, I just commented on that video. This streamer really has some skills, diagnosing a strange illness just by watching a video?]
[Holy crap, a flower growing out of someone’s head, you see everything after living long enough… Please remember to notify me when you guys mutate and ascend.]

Fan Tu mumbled, “So I’m officially certified as a beauty?”

Fan Xuan: “…”
Fan Tu’s worried fans: “?”

Was that really the point she should be focusing on?

Meeting Fan Tu’s confused gaze, Fan Xuan explained awkwardly, “Sis, you didn’t believe it, right? I watched this shaman doctor’s live stream and thought it was quite credible, so…so I washed your hair with cold water while you were asleep.”

Fan Tu had slept like a log, not even waking up when he poured cold water on her head!

But when he was about to dry her hair, he turned around and saw a small red bud slowly emerging from her head.

Yes, not a fresh, green sprout, but a blood-red bud!

“Plants are usually watered with cold water, especially well water, which is yin in nature. It can be used to test for yin and evil things.”

Everyone suddenly understood. No wonder Wu Heng’s comment had been so strange! That was what he meant.

Someone commented: [So pouring cold water on my head can verify if I’m a great beauty?]

“Then, then if I shave my head, will I be saved?” Fan Tu asked heartbrokenly. She had been growing her hair for years, and now, to save her life, she had to shave it all off.

Fan Tu could only comfort herself: It’s okay, there are plenty of wigs available hahaha…

She even regretted a little, if she had listened to Wu Heng and shaved her head, would she have avoided this bizarre situation?

“It’s the same, treating the symptoms, not the root cause,” Wu Heng said, sipping his cola through a straw. “The roots have spread throughout the blood vessels in your brain.”

Fan Tu suddenly reached out and grabbed the flower, trying to pull it out. A sharp pain shot through her scalp, as if all the blood in her body rushed to her head, making her gasp. “Oh my god, it hurts!”

Wu Heng paused, his hand holding the iced cola. This girl was fierce.

He Yunxiao, feeding his snake daughter, couldn’t help but look at her with admiration. Awesome, even more badass than him when he found out he was pregnant with snake fetuses. Just pulling it out like that?

Fan Xuan, a second-year student at Beijing Medical University, born and raised under the red flag and spring breeze, was now facing the greatest challenge to his materialism. He pondered for a moment and asked, “Doctor, what’s going on with my sister? Is it a bacterial infection? I once read about a disease called ‘tree man syndrome,’ which is actually a skin disease.”

Wu Heng was surprised, he thought he had explained it clearly.

“Simply put, someone used your sister’s head as a flowerpot and planted a seed.”

Fan Tu and Fan Xuan’s faces turned extremely ugly. They hadn’t expected to encounter such a sinister thing.

Fan Tu was both scared and confused. “What is this person trying to do?”

Wu Heng drawled, like telling a story, “You should all know about ginseng, right? Grown in deep mountains and old forests for many years, it gains spiritual essence and becomes a rare tonic.”

A chill ran down everyone’s spine as they heard Wu Heng continue slowly, “A flower grown with the essence and blood of a beautiful woman is a hundred times more potent than ginseng.”

Fan Tu, remembering the excruciating pain when she gently tugged at the flower, shuddered. “So, so they want to dig out the flower from my head?”

Wouldn’t that kill her from the pain? Would she even survive?

Wu Heng chuckled. This girl still didn’t understand the mindset of herb gatherers. He said, “Such a potent herb, of course, they’ll take both the flower and the pot.”

Both the flower and the pot…

Silence fell over the room.

The barrage comments were filled with exclamation marks, the netizens equally horrified.

[Oh my god, it’s not even midnight yet, the streamer’s words are terrifying. I have goosebumps all over in the middle of summer!]
[Should we call the police? Will there be a murder? Will the police believe this?]
[!!! So scary! HengHengBaby, don’t scare me! I’m easily frightened.]
[My Tutu must be okay, she’s my favorite streamer, she has no flaws!]
[Brother Heng, please help Tutu, if you can help, our fans will collectively donate a thousand Carnivals.]

He Yunxiao sensed something amiss. He put down the chicken he was feeding Xi Xi, tugged at Wu Heng’s clothes under the table, and coughed lightly.

This wasn’t the same as the stupid snake mistakenly getting him pregnant with snake fetuses. If someone was intentionally using a beautiful woman’s essence and blood to cultivate a flower as a tonic, the person behind this wouldn’t be kind, right? Wu Heng seemed to be just an ordinary shaman doctor from a small clinic.

Shi Xuan looked at the tugged fabric, his outstretched hand retracting.

Fan Tu’s face was pale, but her fear couldn’t overcome her drowsiness. Her eyelids started drooping, and soon she fell asleep, leaning against Fan Xuan.

“Sis! Fan Tu, Tutu, wake up, please don’t sleep!”

Fan Xuan shouted anxiously, never before so worried about his older sister, who had bullied him since childhood.

Fan Xuan held his sister’s arm to prevent her from sliding down, while holding the phone connected to the live stream. He wanted to kneel and beg Wu Heng for help, but he was flustered and didn’t know what to do.

Everyone stared at Wu Heng, who was calmly drinking iced cola in the live stream, their hopes resting on his response.

Before ending the stream, Wu Heng only said one sentence: “I’ll send you a prescription privately. The flower will bloom in three days. Come for a follow-up consultation on that day.”

One sentence to reassure everyone, nothing more!

He Yunxiao couldn’t help but give Wu Heng a thumbs-up. “A benevolent doctor,” the saying truly fit.

Wu Heng got up and walked towards the counter again. He Yunxiao marveled at how much Wu Heng could eat.

Wu Heng planned to buy some for Zhou Yi and You Jin. The nearest KFC was in town, there wasn’t one in Nan Nuo village.

Without Wu Heng, only He Yunxiao, Shi Xuan, and the little gray snake remained at the table.

He Yunxiao had been slightly afraid of Shi Xuan before, but after this afternoon, besides his creepy, unhealthy aura, he seemed alright?

He Yunxiao looked at Xi Xi, who was still diligently gnawing on the chicken, and remembered that the reason for its birth was his careless remark about Shi Xuan. Xi Xi could be considered to have a slight connection with Shi Xuan, right?

He Yunxiao, petting Xi Xi’s head, suddenly blurted out, “Classmate Shi, are you interested in being my snake daughter’s godfather?”

Shi Xuan: “No.”

A blunt rejection.

He Yunxiao touched his nose. Probably no guy their age would accept having a snake goddaughter, right?

He understood, he understood.

He couldn’t accept having a snake daughter at first either.

He Yunxiao chuckled awkwardly. “It’s fine, it’s fine, my daughter has already recognized Wu Heng as her godfather anyway.”

Shi Xuan suddenly stood up and walked towards the counter. Wu Heng immediately blocked his view and said, “I’m buying these for my family, I’ll pay myself.”

Shi Xuan nodded and said something to the staff.

Shortly after, Wu Heng returned with a KFC takeout bag, walking towards He Yunxiao and Xi Xi with Shi Xuan.

Shi Xuan extended his hand, offering a KFC kids’ card. “A meeting gift from your second godfather.”