Chapter 31 Part 2
Wu Heng pondered. Was this just harvesting organs from spirits for trade, or were they bold enough to target the living too? It was unclear.
And…when a child needed to go to the toilet, it was already too late. He was afraid Guo Jiang wasn’t the only one.
Wu Heng looked at the time. “The gates of hell are closing, you should go.”
Zhao Li was startled, shaking her head repeatedly. “I won’t go, I can’t go, what will happen to Jiang Jiang if I leave?”
Guo Jiang’s heart, as a living soul, was incredibly appealing to malicious ghosts.
Wu Heng said patiently, “I’ll call an Yin messenger to guide you. You can report this to the authorities in the underworld and earn some merit. As for Guo Jiang?”
“I’ll protect my patients,” Wu Heng tilted his head. “Got it?”
Guo Jiang: “…”
Zhao Li: “…”
This shaman doctor must have watched a lot of TV dramas.
Wu Heng took their two premarital medical examination forms, deftly folding them into joss paper ingots.
He stood up, tossed the ingots into the night sky, and chanted a spell.
Soon, a white-robed Yin messenger carrying a lantern emerged from the Yin qi, rubbing his hands excitedly, muttering, “Someone burnt ingots for me… Holy crap, it’s you again, Wu Heng?”
“Are you annoying? I came across districts to collect money, not to see you.”
These two ingots were of average quality, not folded from proper joss paper, only having value because they passed through Wu Heng’s hands.
Wu Heng tossed the two ingots to Lai Jun and, pointing at the crying Zhao Li, said, “Take this malicious ghost back, she has important information to report to your superiors.”
The Yin messenger, looking at the two mediocre ingots, then at the malicious ghost, looked at Wu Heng, puzzled.
After a few seconds, he couldn’t help but ask, “Wu Heng, are you… a saint or something?”
Wu Heng: “…”
Lai boy looked awkwardly at the formerly foolish Wu Heng and reminded him, “Don’t tell me your mind is clear now and you don’t remember what happened before. I, I pushed you down the well before I died, you hit your head, and… and that got me a promotion and a raise?”
Thinking about it, if he reported this properly, he might get another promotion.
Wu Heng nodded. “I know.”
“There was a voice telling you to take me to the water, right?”
Lai boy’s eyes widened. Exactly!
That voice had been bothering him constantly, keeping him awake at night. He thought he was hallucinating and even went to Chengde Medical Clinic to ask Old Doctor Wu for medicine. He still remembered the worried look on his grandfather’s face as he watched Wu Heng playing with mud.
The medicine helped, but the voice would still occasionally appear in his mind.
He had a feeling that if he didn’t do it, the hallucinations might continue, and something unexpected would happen.
Although he looked down on fools and liked acting like a delinquent with his friends, he still listened to his grandmother. Grandma Lai had warned them never to offend anyone from Chengde Medical Clinic.
Take him to the water? The river outside Nan Nuo village, although considered the mother river by the villagers, had strong currents. Taking a child with intellectual disabilities to the river would be dangerous. Well water was also water, right? Considered water, right? Although the well was dry, he could just pour some bottled water in. It would do.
Lai boy couldn’t help but ask, “So what was that voice? I still don’t know.”
Wu Heng didn’t answer or reveal anything, asking, “Did you see your grandfather?”
Lai boy’s grandfather was Pockmarked Lai, the one who had brought Wu Heng to the Wu family, and then drowned in the river the next day.
Lai boy shook his head, his expression confused. “No, he died many years ago, probably reincarnated already.”
Wu Heng nodded. “Alright, take Zhao Li away.”
Lai boy couldn’t resist his delinquent nature. What the heck? Why wouldn’t Wu Heng reveal anything to him, only asking him questions? He secretly gave Wu Heng the middle finger when he wasn’t looking.
Lai Jun, the Yin messenger, lassoed Zhao Li with his soul-snatching rope and dragged her towards the gates of hell, her new accomplishment in hand. Watching her cry and look back at Guo Jiang longingly, it was truly a heartbreaking separation.
“Why are you crying? Even people whose parents died don’t wail like this.”
Zhao Li cried, “I’m crying because I failed my ghost marriage premarital checkup.”
She was heartbroken. If she had passed, wouldn’t she and Jiang Jiang be husband and wife now?
Lai Jun paused, his curiosity piqued. “Since when does the underworld require premarital checkups for ghost marriages?”
Zhao Li: “Didn’t they say it’s mandatory now? Just introduced tonight, Master Yin Messenger, are you not up to date with the news?”
Lai Jun: “Impressive.” (internet slang)
Looking at the Yin messenger’s strange, smiling face, Zhao Li turned around incredulously, wanting to curse Wu Heng.
But as she turned, Wu Heng and Guo Jiang had disappeared, leaving only the long, paper premarital checkup table, as if mocking her.
Zhao Li wailed, “Wu Heng, you bastard! Give me back my husband!”
After parting ways with Zhao Li, Guo Jiang obediently followed Wu Heng. Gradually, he felt the air around him become warmer, the summer night as hot and humid as a steamer, cicadas chirping in his ears. He knew he was back.
Guo Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. “Doctor Wu Heng, what you said earlier about Li Li being my aunt, were you just making that up?”
Wu Heng shook his head. “No, it’s true.”
He could see a person’s life story through their pulse, he hadn’t lied about anything except his identity earlier.
Wu Heng thought, perhaps he should really get himself an official ghost marriage premarital checkup doctor position next time?
Guo Jiang stood there dejectedly, staring blankly ahead, muttering,
“So… Li Li and I are really related. I actually dated her and even planned to marry her?!”
Wu Heng: “But you didn’t, right?”
Guo Jiang: “…”
Savage.
Guo Jiang, a grown man, squatted down and wailed, heartbroken by this sudden loss.
His crying turned into hiccups, he even felt nauseous.
Was this the consequence of being deeply in love? Guo Jiang pondered.
Wu Heng glanced at him. “How much mud did you eat? You’re hiccuping.”
Huh? Mud?
Guo Jiang looked confused. When did he have time to eat mud? He thought about the only thing he had eaten recently…
“Doctor Wu, I saw a Chengde Medical Clinic in the car and went inside to buy ginger slices, that’s all I ate.”
Wu Heng chuckled. “That was a hallucination, you ate mud from the ground.”
Guo Jiang must have been thinking about Chengde Medical Clinic, so he saw it in his hallucination.
Guo Jiang asked, confused, “But after I ate the ginger, I opened my eyes, and it was night. That seemed to have broken the illusion.”
Wu Heng patiently explained, “It wasn’t the ginger that broke the illusion, but your own strengthened qi. The illusion was dispelled.”
As they said, a righteous person wasn’t easily affected by ghosts. The stronger you were, the weaker they became, and the more you feared them, the more they would pressure you.
As a human, as long as you weren’t afraid, ghosts couldn’t harm you.
Then, Wu Heng added, “But ginger is indeed an herb for warding off evil, with strong purifying power.”
There was a reason why ginger was considered a ward against all evil in ancient times. Ordinary people couldn’t easily obtain effective, consecrated talismans, so ginger was a good substitute.
Seeing Guo Jiang deep in thought, Wu Heng noticed a police car approaching and said, “The police are here to rescue you, go ahead. I’m heading back now.”
Seeing Guo Jiang about to say something, Wu Heng added, “Leave the organ harvesting matter to me.”
“Are you Guo Jiang? Someone reported you missing, are you okay?” A police officer rushed over and asked, looking at the sweat-drenched Guo Jiang.
“I’m fine, I’m fine, thank you,” Guo Jiang nodded. When he looked back, Wu Heng was gone.
Guo Jiang reached into his pocket and took out his phone. The police must have tracked him using his phone’s location. But hadn’t Li Li taken his phone?
Guo Jiang’s eyes watered, Li Li must have secretly slipped it back into his pocket before leaving.
Lost love…
After giving his statement at the police station, an account named “Help” started a live stream on Shark. As soon as he clicked in, he saw Guo Jiang crying and wailing, “Guys, you won’t believe this, Doctor Wu Heng saved my life…”
[Holy crap, this bro is alive? Weren’t you on your way to register your marriage on the road to the underworld?]
[So, Wu Heng really saved the streamer? Tell us, bro, how did you escape?]
[Sob sob sob, bro, are you with Doctor Wu Heng? Can you ask him what to do if we accepted the wedding red packet from you and your wife? I’m shaking all over.]
[Where’s your wife? Can she… never mind, sis-in-law is beautiful, but I’m too scared to see her.]
Guo Jiang sobbed upon seeing the comments, “Forget about wife, that’s my aunt!!”
[???]
[What? Aunt? You’re playing a dangerous game, bro.]
[I knew staying up late would be rewarded with good drama.]
Guo Jiang couldn’t reveal the details, crying as he spoke, “Anyway, I want to thank Doctor Wu Heng for saving me, I would have been done for without him. I also wanted to let everyone know that I’m safe, and finally, everyone, please remember to do a premarital checkup before registering your marriage. Getting checked by Doctor Wu Heng is even better!”
Wu Heng, his hair still wet, walked into the Li family villa with his phone, quite satisfied.
Look at this patient Guo Jiang, not forgetting to advertise for his attending physician.
Indeed, premarital checkups were very important! Too bad his ghost marriage premarital checkup doctor act was fake.
Wu Heng, looking at the people rushing towards him, focused on Chen Zhao.
“Senior Chen, I’ll give you a hundred yuan, can you go and get me a ghost marriage premarital checkup intern certificate from the Xuanmen?”
Chen Zhao’s excitement was extinguished by the last sentence. He spat out some sunflower seed shells, looked around, then pointed at himself. “Huh? Me?”
