A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 57

Chapter 57

Chen Zhao’s alarm bells went off. “Master, aren’t you being a bit greedy?”

Trying to steal his side hustle? Stealing his side hustle meant stealing his money!

“But I can outsource some work to you in the future, I can give you five hundred,” Chen Zhao considered it and offered.

The old man on the other end gritted his teeth. “You unfilial wretch!”

Chen Zhao replied cheekily, “Hello to you too, my wretched Master.”

The old man was heartbroken. “…”

Truly a misfortune for a master.

Others followed whoever provided for them, his disciple followed whoever gave him money.

Chen Zhao was looking forward to Wu Heng’s payment and didn’t want to mess this up, keeping a close eye on his surroundings, “Master, I have to go now, busy making money, I’ll call you later.”

He immediately hung up and hurried to Su Chenyu’s room.

“Don’t eat that dish yet,” Chen Zhao said as he entered, staring at the untouched fish head dish, his voice indignant, “What’s with the preferential treatment?! Why is my fish head smaller than yours?! At least a hundred grams less!”

Su Chenyu: “…”

These were freshly caught from the ocean, not mass-produced, how could they be the exact same size?

[Doctor Wu, don’t scare us. This dish has Yin qi? What will happen if we eat it?]
[I have PTSD from fish heads now, I don’t even want fish head hot pot anymore.]

[Do… the others know? Or is it just this “fish head looking at the stars” dish?]

[Food poisoning? Do we need gastric lavage? Does the cruise even have proper medical facilities, or do we have to wait until the next port?]

Su Chenyu, hearing Chen Zhao’s warning, immediately realized it wasn’t just his dish, but probably all the complimentary fish heads.

“Doctor Chen, let’s go check,” he said.

Su Chenyu clutched his phone, seeing that Chengde Medical Clinic was still in his live stream, although not his top supporter, he felt reassured.

No wonder CEOs in novels always had personal doctors, the sense of security was real.

He had to warn the others!

“Fish head? Eww, I hate fish head!” a young woman said, putting down her wine glass, looking at the complimentary dish with disgust. “You eat it, honey.”

The man opposite her chuckled, “Your dear ‘qing ge’ (term of endearment) will eat it for you, how will you repay me?”

The young woman giggled coquettishly, disgust flashing in her eyes.

He didn’t particularly like or dislike fish head, but the hashtag #FishHead was trending for some reason, and various fish head recipes were being recommended, and that chopped chili fish head looked tempting.

The man picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, a strange taste exploding, the fish cold on his tongue.

A strange sensation, perhaps it was a Southeast Asian specialty dish, since they were approaching the region.

After finishing the entire fish head, before he could have more, his stomach churned, and he felt a sudden urge to use the restroom.

He bent over, and a fish eyeball, coated in bloody saliva, rolled out of his mouth, landing at his feet, seemingly staring at him.

The man cursed the chef inwardly, and as he straightened up, he noticed the difference between him and his companion.

Under the moonlight, he had a shadow, she didn’t.

He screamed, retching as he ran outside.

Clutching his stomach, his bowels churning, he rushed towards the small infirmary on the ship, joining a crowd of similarly distressed passengers.

“We paid 49,999 yuan for this Dream Cruise, advertised with five-star chefs! And now we have food poisoning!”

“Where’s the doctor?! I can’t hold it any longer!”

“I feel terrible, my head is spinning, help!”

Their faces pale, they stared at the infirmary’s open door, but the doctors were gone.

Panic set in. Who would treat them? They needed medicine!

“Don’t eat the fish head! It’s cursed!” Su Chenyu and Chen Zhao shouted, running towards them, breathless.

A wave of stench, carried by the salty sea breeze, hit them. Vomit.

Being medical students, Su Chenyu and Chen Zhao, couldn’t just stand by and watch.

As they reached the crowd, they froze at the sight.

The shaky camera didn’t capture the scene clearly, only showing some vomiting passengers.

[Food poisoning?! That chef isn’t even as good as me, at least my cooking won’t kill you.]

[I was like this after eating wild mushrooms, ended up in the hospital on an IV drip.]
[Food poisoning is common, but what did Doctor Wu say about Yin qi? Holy crap… what are they doing?!]
[??? What is this? They’re not fish-headed, but high on Yunnan mushrooms, hallucinating?]

Screams and cries filled the air, a female passenger clutching her head and slapping it repeatedly.

Fish heads!

Fish heads everywhere!

Surrounded by fish-headed monsters!

Even she had become one, a giant catfish head on her shoulders, its long whiskers swaying in the breeze, a cute pink hair clip, bought before boarding, attached to it.

“I’ve become a monster! Help! I don’t want this! Doctor! I need a doctor!”

The terrified passengers looked at each other in horror.

Everyone had fish heads, a seafood horror show.

They had been enjoying the sea breeze, sipping wine on the deck, watching the news online just yesterday.

That online shaman doctor’s latest patient, growing fish scales, if the condition worsened, he would become a fish-headed human. They had all treated it as gossip, as entertainment, and now, it was happening to them.

Su Chenyu was just becoming a fish-man, they already were!

Fish-man and merman, two very different things. This was truly horrifying.

Su Chenyu: “…”

He wasn’t a unique case after all?

The netizens watching the live stream were stunned.

[I told you this area wasn’t safe, there was a shipwreck here fifty years ago. Are they going to die?]
[A thick fog rolling in… this is creepy…]
[Doctor Wu, are you still there? Say something, can you treat them remotely?]

Tang Xueshan stared intently, searching for her boyfriend, her anxiety growing. Where was that bastard?

“I want to get off the ship, I’m going back! I don’t want to be a monster!” a passenger cried, seeing his fish head reflection in his phone’s camera, completely losing it.

“That Su Chenyu, about to become a fish-man, could swim so fast. I’ll swim back, yes, I’ll swim back!”

He rushed towards the railing and climbed over.

“Don’t jump.”

A gentle yet powerful voice came from Su Chenyu’s phone, the volume turned up to the maximum, piercing through the dark night.

Su Chenyu had just connected with Chengde Medical Clinic.

The man, one leg already over the railing, his body halfway over the edge, stopped, staring at the dark sea below, a dazed look on his face.

The highly touted security measures were nowhere to be seen, only panicked passengers.

The elderly man in the wheelchair by the railing shouted, “Stop him! He’s trying to jump!”

Some of the passengers, having heeded Su Chenyu and Chen Zhao’s warning, hadn’t eaten the fish head and, although terrified, were also feeling grateful.

Several young men immediately rushed forward and pulled the man back.

Not just him, many other passengers were also contemplating jumping, slapped back to reality by those around them.

This was the ocean, at night. Jumping meant certain death.

Wu Heng, sitting at his consultation table, gently stroking Xi Xi’s smooth scales, said, “This is an underwater graveyard. Those who jump will become offerings.”

[??? Doctor Wu, don’t scare us!]
[Underwater graveyard? I checked, CEO Wei’s wife died in a shipwreck here fifty years ago. Is he using all these people as sacrifices for his wife?]
[?? Is CEO Wei crazy?! 213 people! That’s mass murder! Or is he tired of living too?!]
[Crazy for love? This isn’t some romance novel, forcing people to be buried with your loved one, NPC lives matter too! Shouldn’t we call the police?]

The netizens were terrified, their imaginations running wild.

These passengers were mostly well-off, they paid a premium for this cruise, not to die!

And not to become sacrifices for some twisted love story.

Chen Zhao quickly checked the patients’ pulses, then looked at Su Chenyu, who was holding the phone with trembling hands, his voice filled with concern. “Doctor Wu, there’s Yin qi in the fish head dish, inducing vomiting might not be enough.”

Living people, affected by Yin qi, were prone to extreme behaviors.

Many image-conscious passengers, looking at their fish heads, were on the verge of a breakdown.

“Doctor Wu, can you perform a remote diagnosis? I’ll pay you, I’ll send you many gifts!” a terrified female passenger cried.

“Me! Connect with me! You can do acupuncture remotely! A few needles to get rid of the Yin qi!” another young man, pushing the woman aside, his face almost touching the camera, shouted impatiently.

“And me! Connect with me! My birth date is…”

The crowd surged, driven by their survival instincts, pushing and shoving towards Su Chenyu.

Wu Heng was their only hope, a lifeline.

Su Chenyu’s mind raced, this was a medical emergency. Seeing the panicking crowd, he climbed onto a higher platform with his phone, afraid of a stampede.

Even if Wu Heng spent ten minutes on each patient, it would take him all day and night, and there simply wasn’t enough time.

The situation was spiraling out of control, countless medical professionals watching with bated breath, this could be a disaster.

Chen Zhao thought they should ask other Taoist doctors from Xuanmen for help, but they were out at sea, unreachable. And Wu Heng’s remote pulse diagnosis was unique, there was no one else.

Even his master, eager for a side hustle, wouldn’t have this opportunity.

Chen Zhao, seeing the escalating panic, also became anxious. He had never encountered anything like this before.

The more they feared, the weaker their qi, the stronger the Yin qi’s influence, the more likely they were to exhibit unusual symptoms and behave erratically.

But these passengers weren’t just lacking qi, they were on the verge of a mental breakdown!

Wu Heng’s voice cut through the chaos. “Everyone knows the national anthem, right? Let’s sing it together.”