A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 59p1

Chapter 59 Part 1

“I was going to offer you five thousand, but you’re my only master, after all.”

Fifty thousand! Chen Zhao felt a surge of pride, never before had he spoken with such confidence.

He hadn’t imagined he would one day be able to casually mention such a sum. Master, oh Master, he had truly made something of himself.

The old man on the other end was startled. Fifty thousand?

It had been twenty-five years since he last came down from the mountain and found Chen Zhao, fifty thousand was a significant sum.

But…

He knew his disciple’s character, having taught him everything he knew, including how to skim a little off the top. It was tradition.

He asked suspiciously, “Tell me honestly, how much did you take? Did Wu Heng actually give you one hundred thousand?”

Chen Zhao sighed inwardly. His master’s imagination was limited, too timid.

This was what a lack of exposure to the world looked like.

Chen Zhao: “Master, are you in or not?”

After two seconds of silence, the reply came, “I’m in.”

Chen Zhao, satisfied, hung up. Look, it wasn’t about not being swayed by money, it was about not being offered enough!

As Chen Zhao was about to re-enter the bar, Yuan Song emerged, dragging the bound Heavenly Master Liu, having confiscated all his talismans.

The passengers from the impromptu revolutionary song concert glared at the bruised and swollen Heavenly Master, feeling like tourists scammed into a shady business.

[Those caught are just small fries, the real mastermind is probably watching the live stream like us.]
[+1. The ones doing the dirty work are always the lowest paid, taking all the blame.]

[Life is suffering, but we’re too scared to even die, thank you, Doctor Wu, for keeping the suicide rate down.]

[@MuYuYiMian, Author, can you see this? Your boyfriend didn’t betray you, he didn’t spend your money for fun, you can rest in peace now.]
[What a brave young man, avenging his girlfriend, and even saving those poor ghosts, earning merit along the way!]
[But stabbing that Heavenly Master’s wrist, is that assault? Hopefully, just a small fine, like skipping a meal.]
[Officer, give him a break, just deduct some social credit points.]

Yuan Song didn’t care, even if he went to jail. He wasn’t planning on living much longer anyway, no children, no worries about affecting his future career prospects.

Tang Xueshan, watching the grayscale live stream, seeing the message on the wall, a farewell message, tears welled up in her eyes.

So that’s why she had been trapped in this apartment. If she hadn’t been, she would have been among those ghosts rounded up by the Yin messenger.

Someone had gone in her place.

She could continue writing at home, or after the formation dissipated, happily reincarnate, dreaming of a new life.

‘Yuan Song…’

Her sweet, younger boyfriend, planning her future reincarnation, hadn’t expected her newfound attachment to the human world after learning the truth.

Doctor Wu was right. Those with weak family ties found other forms of love to fill the void.

On the cruise ship, Su Chenyu, holding his phone, said sullenly, “Doctor Wu, you said someone was planning to kill these passengers and turn their souls into prostitutes, then what about me? Why am I turning into a fish-man? A special case?”

Those passengers were hallucinating due to the Yin qi in the fish, but he was actually growing scales, about to become a fish-headed monster!

Wu Heng said, “You were an experiment, they probably intended to turn you into a mermaid, but messed up.”

The Yin qi in this world was intensifying, causing more strange incidents and illnesses.

Some weren’t satisfied with just using ghosts, they were targeting the living now.

After all, a beautiful and talented ghost like Tang Xueshan wasn’t as attractive as the world’s first merman.

Things would only get worse.

Su Chenyu: “…”

Su Chenyu’s face fell, he had never imagined he would be targeted, with his family’s background, this was absurd!

“Doctor Wu, when will we reach the next port?” a passenger asked anxiously.

They were no longer in the mood to enjoy the cruise, the sight of the bound Heavenly Master and the sick passengers unsettling.

Being on the same ship as them was terrifying.

And the ship was surrounded by a thick fog, seemingly stationary, and they could still see those fish heads everywhere.

Wu Heng, back in his clinic, burning herbs, chuckled, “That depends on when CEO Wei is ready.”

Many of the passengers were from wealthy families. Their parents, learning about the situation, had immediately joined Wu Heng’s live stream and were now furious upon hearing his words.

How dare he treat them like fools?! What did CEO Wei’s deceased wife have to do with their children?!

The white-haired Wei Tianming sat in his bed, his eyes glued to his tablet displaying the live stream. He wasn’t on the ship, of course, watching remotely was enough.

This was his lifelong obsession, his deceased wife.

He had consulted countless practitioners, hoping for her to appear in his dreams.

But for fifty years, she never did.

He thought she might have reincarnated. Then, a Southeast Asian practitioner appeared, and for the first time, he saw her in his dream.

She was as beautiful as he remembered, but all she said was “I want a divorce.”

Her anger in the dream only fueled his desperation.

The practitioner said she was trapped where she died, unable to move on, only a suitable replacement could free her.

He had already wronged her once, how could he leave her trapped in the cold depths of the ocean?

He remarried, had a child, then divorced. In the end, he was alone, there would never be another woman like her, the love of his life, he yearned for her.

Wei Tianming ignored the incessant calls on his phone, coughing as he turned it off, only the live stream remaining on his tablet.

Wu Heng said, “CEO Wei, your wife isn’t here, you’ve been scammed.”

Just as he finished, Lai Jun emerged from below deck, carrying his lantern, seeing everyone looking out at the sea, he glanced down too.

Lai Jun exclaimed, ‘Holy crap, there’s a spirit down there?! That shouldn’t be possible!’

Even those who died at sea would be escorted by maritime Yin messengers, the underworld, although inefficient, was still fair, everyone received guidance.

Like the postal service, although slow, important mail was still delivered.

Wei Tianming, holding a talisman that allowed him to see spirits, hearing the Yin messenger’s words, burst into tears. So that online shaman doctor was lying! His poor wife was still trapped down there!

Chen Zhao excitedly said, “Master Yin Messenger, if you retrieve that rich guy’s wife, he’ll burn so much money for you!”

Seeing all the money in his lantern, Chen Zhao figured this small-town Yin messenger was also greedy.

Then he sighed, frustrated at not being able to earn underworld currency himself.

Lai Jun scoffed, ‘Money is vulgar.’

What use was money? Underworld currency was only for bribing the little ghosts. Power was what mattered.

Only Wu Heng understood his desire for a promotion.

Only Wu Heng understood him.

But he could tell these passengers weren’t dead yet. Using them as substitutes would cause problems.

Lai Jun took his small boat and, carrying his lantern, floated down from the deck.

He quickly returned, looking at Wu Heng on Su Chenyu’s phone, and said, ‘I’m on a temporary assignment. I’m not a maritime Yin messenger. I can’t retrieve souls from the sea.’

Lai Jun was slightly embarrassed. Having drowned in the Nuo River, he was afraid of water, deep sea diving would be difficult.

He looked at the faint glimmer of the spirit in the deep sea. It seemed this task was beyond his capabilities.

At least he had earned some merit from the vice operation earlier. He could just report it and let a maritime Yin messenger handle it.

Wu Heng said with a smile, “Anyone who can swim can go down.”

Although they couldn’t see the Yin messenger or the spirit, the netizens in the live stream could guess from the conversation.

[!!! Could it be…?]

[Why bother saving CEO Wei’s wife? He tried to kill everyone! I wouldn’t be so kind! Just wait till dawn, the fog will clear, the police will arrive, sunlight dispels all evil!]
[+1. Just keep singing revolutionary songs all night!]

[+10086, don’t worry, everyone, I’ll stay here in the live stream with you. And Su Chenyu, don’t you dare do anything foolish!]

Su Chenyu, feeling the gazes on him, thought, the medicine Wu Heng gave him was only delaying his transformation, but his upper body was already covered in scales, with a fin hidden in his backpack.

He had just learned how to swim yesterday.

After Wu Heng cured his illness, would he lose this newfound ability? Would he never be able to swim freely in the water again…?

And this was clearly a hint from Wu Heng. He trusted Wu Heng completely, he wouldn’t let him die. And this might even be a meritorious deed.

Su Chenyu looked at the vast, dark sea, took a deep breath, grabbed a fishing net, and jumped.

No fear, only a sense of belonging as his body entered the water, a strange joy filling his heart.

He dived down, surprised to find himself swimming effortlessly, not needing to hold his breath, not even needing diving equipment to see the seabed.

He had never dared to imagine diving before, the underwater world was beautiful.

Su Chenyu, cherishing this moment, swam towards a glimmer of light.

[Su Chenyu, a true mermaid prince, in every sense of the word!]

[From this day forward, he has no weaknesses!]

[A landlubber diving in the deep sea?!]

They all watched anxiously, his time underwater far exceeding the world record for holding your breath, their hearts pounding.

Wu Heng had never been wrong before, could this be his first mistake?