A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 45p2

Chapter 45 Part 2

The woman remained silent, her body suddenly trembling, then she threw off the blanket, revealing her emaciated frame, skin stretched taut over her bones, like a walking corpse.

The netizens couldn’t believe the photo Xu Qian just showed was taken only a week ago!

Mother Xu suddenly opened her mouth, her eyes glazed over as she stared at the ceiling, her breathing becoming labored, a series of gasps escaping her lips.

Xu Qian was terrified, “Mom?! Mom, what’s wrong?! Ambulance, I need to call an ambulance!”

Wu Heng said sternly, “Quickly, give me her birth date!”

Xu Qian, without hesitation, blurted out her mother’s birth date, even though they were in a live stream with thousands of viewers.

[? What’s happening? Did I mishear? I didn’t hear anything she said.]
[I didn’t hear it either. Is there a problem with the network?]
[Did Wu Heng hear it?]

Wu Heng had heard. He wrote her mother’s birth date on a small paper person, quickly wrapped a thread around its wrist, lit an alcohol lamp, sterilized a silver needle in the flame, and stabbed the paper person.

All within ten seconds.

Mother Xu felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if pricked by a needle, then she gasped, taking a deep breath.

Her breathing eased considerably.

Xu Qian was stunned by this, was this a remote emergency treatment?! Then, overjoyed, thinking her mother’s strange illness could really be cured by Wu Heng, she was about to ask for help when Wu Heng suddenly asked, “How much money do you have in savings?”

Xu Qian was taken aback by the personal question but, since he asked, she replied, “I haven’t been working for long, I have about fifty thousand yuan.”

“If I don’t remove this needle, it will temporarily slow down her deterioration,” Wu Heng nodded. “Prepare two hundred thousand yuan within three days.”

Mother Xu immediately became agitated. “I’m not getting treatment, I don’t need treatment, you don’t understand.”

Xu Qian was on the verge of tears, “I can borrow the money! I can work and earn it! If you leave, I’ll be an orphan!”

Xu Qian’s grandparents had passed away before she was born, her father when she was two. She and her mother had only each other. Yes, she was a “mama’s girl.”

But even though she only had her mother, her mother had always taken good care of her, within her means, supporting her education, watching her become a university counselor. Their lives were finally improving, and now her mother had this strange illness and was refusing treatment!

Xu Qian couldn’t understand or accept this.

[Two hundred thousand yuan? Within three days? That’s so much!]

[Doctor Wu always treated patients first and accepted payment later, why is he asking for money upfront this time? Corrupted by capitalism?]

[It seems like this young woman can’t afford that much. If she needs help, I can donate a little.]

Xu Qian looked at Wu Heng pleadingly. “Doctor Wu, can you treat my mother first? I’ll definitely pay you later.”

“You don’t have to worry about me running away, I can leave my ID card and other documents with you, I can also disclose my workplace.”

Wu Heng said firmly, “The money must be prepared first.”

Xu Qian didn’t understand why. Wu Heng was always such an understanding doctor in his live streams, the medicine he prescribed during the free clinics was always affordable, he never even mentioned payment.

Ignoring her mother’s frantic head shaking, Xu Qian nodded immediately. “Okay, I’ll go offline and raise the money now, please don’t remove the needle, I beg you.”

Wu Heng watched as the screen turned black, then looked down at the wilted paper person, sighing softly.

Money could buy life, literally.

Wu Heng placed the paper person in a protective bamboo box with qi-nourishing properties and accepted Han Ye’s connection request.

Han Ye appeared on screen, wearing a white sleeveless T-shirt, his muscles glistening with sweat, but a cheerful smile on his face. A stark contrast to his earlier misery.

Han Ye measured his height on camera with a tape measure, “180cm, absolutely no cheating!”

He was truly cured!

Wu Heng then added, “As for the 5cm I promised you, if you don’t mind, I can teach you now.”

The barrage comments, initially discussing whether Wu Heng was being unreasonable towards that young woman, demanding two hundred thousand yuan before treatment, were now filled with excitement.

[What does that mean? Teaching Han Ye in the live stream? Isn’t this teaching everyone then?]

[What 5cm? Can Han Ye still grow taller?]

[The streamer is confusing. He was so demanding with the last patient, but so generous with Han Ye?]

[Aaaaaa, Han Ye, please agree! Us shorties really need this! If you agree, you’ll be our savior!]

Han Ye, of course, agreed. He was even worried he might accidentally reveal Wu Heng’s prescription.

Wu Heng stood up from the consultation table and turned the camera to show the clinic’s main hall, his entire body in view.

“According to modern medicine, bones stop growing after the growth plates close. I have an exercise method that can stimulate bone growth, you’ll see results in a hundred days.”

Han Ye was dumbfounded. He thought it would be another medicine, but it was an exercise?

But if he could grow 5cm taller in just a hundred days, it wasn’t so bad!

Wu Heng began demonstrating, his movements fluid and graceful, almost like a dance, resembling his shamanic dance for He Yunxiao, but much simpler.

He deliberately slowed down so the viewers could follow.

Many had already started recording, following along with Wu Heng.

[I’m starting the Wu Heng Height Increase Method today. No more Pilates, if I can reach 160cm, Wu Heng, you’ll be my lifesaver!]
[Tried it, feels so good, my bones feel more flexible. I’m doing this. Guys, see you in a hundred days!]

[So doctors do have their own exercise routines! If this really works, it’s better than growth hormones! Heng Heng is so generous to share this, just now someone called him greedy for asking that girl for two hundred thousand yuan, come out and get beaten!]

[If this is real, he could sell this method to rich people and make a fortune, why would he care about that girl’s measly two hundred thousand?]

[Exactly, so many celebrities are insecure about their height, if they knew a painless way to grow taller, they wouldn’t even blink at two million, not to mention two hundred thousand. That girl should hurry up and raise the money, her mother’s condition probably isn’t simple.]

This exercise was actually a basic cultivation method for practitioners, activating the bones and strengthening the body, growing taller was just a side effect.

Zhou Yi whispered, “Don’t authorize commercial use.”

Wu Heng didn’t understand much about this, but knowing Zhou Yi had a good business sense, he said, “This exercise is not authorized for commercial use, I wish you all success in growing taller.”

With that, he ended the stream.

The little white snake slithered over excitedly. “Wu Heng, are you going to my godfather’s place tonight? I want to go too.”

Wu Heng said, “Did you finish the math homework Yang Xing assigned you? And you want to see Shi Xuan?”

It wasn’t that it missed Shi Xuan, it missed the fried chicken.

The little white snake grumbled but didn’t answer, that grumpy scholar Yang Xing had gone to reincarnate, even if it did the homework, he couldn’t check it.

As Wu Heng jumped into the well, the little white snake and Xi Xi each wrapped themselves around one of his arms, and they emerged from the Shi family’s well.

Autumn had arrived, and the Shi residence felt even colder and more desolate, like a scene from a horror movie under the night sky.

Wu Heng, familiar with the route, climbed up to Shi Xuan’s bedroom window and jumped in with the two snakes.

Shi Xuan had just returned, sitting at his desk by the window, doing his homework, and upon seeing Wu Heng, he grabbed a hairdryer.

Wu Heng took the hairdryer, asking, “Did you know I was coming?”

Shi Xuan looked at him, “I’ve been waiting for you.”

He had been sitting by the window, doing his homework, anticipating his arrival.

Wu Heng’s hair was short and dried quickly. He looked at Shi Xuan, then said after a while, “I, I just came to thank you for creating that exam paper for me. Also… also, He Yunxiao said your grades are excellent? I have a couple of questions I don’t understand, can you help me?”

The little white snake and Xi Xi, munching on fried chicken, looked up. “Zhou Yi said there’s an app called Monkey Exam Helper that can solve any question.”

Wu Heng, meeting Shi Xuan’s amused gaze: “…”

“Who said it can solve any question?” Wu Heng’s face flushed slightly as he quickly took out his phone, noticing that the app icons had changed, he must be connected to the Shi family’s ghost internet again.

He opened the blood-themed learning app and scanned a question. “See? No results.”

Shi Xuan explained, “I created those questions myself, you won’t find them online.”

Wu Heng leaned against Shi Xuan’s desk, “Okay, okay. I was just checking on my friend, seeing how you’re doing, how school is.”

Shi Xuan smiled faintly. “It’s not so bad now.”

Wu Heng looked away, his ears burning as he fidgeted with his phone.

His phone vibrated. It was a notification from the underworld version of Monkey Exam Helper. A ghost had sent him a message.

He clicked on it. It was “Teacher Yang,” requesting a connection.

Wu Heng glanced at the little white snake, still feasting, and accepted the request.

Yang Xing’s pale but excited face appeared on the screen. ‘Oh, it actually connected!’

‘Doctor Wu Heng, I’m in the underworld now, waiting in line for reincarnation, so I found a job, this learning app recognized my acceptance letter and hired me as a teacher.’

Unlike Liu Jianguo’s family, there were many ghosts with unresolved grievances waiting for reincarnation.

The underworld bureaucracy was slow, and with fewer people getting married and having children in the human world, reincarnation opportunities were limited, so the waiting list could take years. They had to find something to do in the meantime.

Yang Xing found this job, a teacher for a trial version of a learning app.

Yang Xing, leaning against a bridge, holding his phone, turned the camera to show Wu Heng the view. ‘Doctor Wu Heng, look!’

Behind him was a giant wok filled with boiling oil, Yin messengers pushing condemned spirits inside, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers.

CEO Yang was pushed into the wok, his screams echoing.

Yang Xing, still leaning against the bridge, called out to the ghosts operating the wok, ‘Fry him a bit more on the left side, golden brown on both sides, and add some breadcrumbs later.’

This was Yang Xing’s new source of entertainment, watching CEO Yang being fried and tortured.

Wu Heng gave him a thumbs-up.

Yang Xing turned the camera back, remembering his online teaching duties. ‘By the way, where are Da Bai and Xi Xi?’

Wu Heng put the video call on speakerphone and placed his phone in front of the little white snake.

The little white snake, still eating, said, “I’m busy, why…”

It looked up and saw Yang Xing’s pale face on the screen, asking eerily, ‘Did you and Xi Xi finish your math homework?’

The little white snake dropped its chicken leg in shock, its entire body freezing. He could still check their homework?!

So, after being taken to the underworld, the teacher started online classes? Even snakes had to attend?