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A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 66p2


Chapter 66 Part 2

Mr. and Mrs. Wang, relieved and overjoyed, their days of worry finally over, looked at Hei Bao’s injured leg and decided to take it to the vet, then go and get Wu Heng’s medicine.

“Wait, Mr. and Mrs. Wang! My daughter is still at school!” Another parent’s car arrived, and they hurried over.

“I saw my son too, same class as your son, please help us,” another parent pleaded.

“Can we borrow Hei Bao? We’ll also make him our children’s godfather!”

Many parents echoed this request.

Hei Bao tilted its head, looking at them, confused.

Li Hao approached Wang Pengzheng, “Your godfather is quite popular.”

Wang Pengzheng suddenly felt a sense of… protectiveness… was his Hei Bao that popular?

Some parents brought their own black Labradors, some even their black cats.

One parent even brought a black myna bird.

The principal at the school gate: “…”

If he didn’t know better, he would think this was a pet expo, not a school.

A parent, holding his black dog, a black cat in a carrier on his back, took out the cloth mask and, looking at the camera, asked anxiously, “Doctor Wu, my daughter has terrible taste, she didn’t like your mask, please don’t be offended, can we also… borrow Hei Bao?”

Wu Heng: “It might still work, for now.”

Immediately, parents had their pets try.

Wu Heng, looking at the increasing number of parents at the school gate, his mind wandered. So many loving parents these days, all classmates, and Shi Xuan had never experienced this…

A delicious aroma suddenly wafted over.

Wu Heng looked and saw skewers of grilled lamb, seasoned with cumin, the lamb raised in the nearby mountains.

He looked up. Shi Xuan, with the two snakes on his shoulders, was carrying several bags of takeout, even fried insects, a local specialty.

Wu Heng immediately took the food, starting to eat as he watched a crying parent plead, “Doctor Wu, we don’t have your masks! Can we borrow one?!”

Zhou Yi rushed out. “Should we make more overnight?”

Wu Heng, looking at the fog-covered school, said, “Even masks and protective pets won’t work now.”

The parents were devastated!

[What?! I just saw a few students wake up!]
[Is it over? I thought the plan was working.]
[Can classes even resume with this fog?]

Wu Heng explained, “They won’t grant any more leave requests.”

One or two was fine, but with so many parents asking, the school would catch on.

Those who had waited, letting the Wang family test it out, were now filled with regret.

Seeing the previously unconscious students now awake and lively, while their own children were still out cold, who could bear this contrast?

[Opportunities are for those who are prepared, those who tried first saved their children.]
[The Wang family was bold enough to consult an online shaman doctor, ignoring the school’s potential disapproval, so their son was the first to wake up.]
[Principal, what are you waiting for?!]

The principal, seeing the practitioners achieve nothing, could no longer remain calm, and he rushed towards Mr. Wang’s car at the gate, his phone, still connected to the live stream, placed on the hood.

“Doctor Wu, what should we do?” he asked desperately, “On behalf of our entire school, I’m asking for your help! We’ll pay anything!”

They heard the pets-as-parents method didn’t work anymore, what else could they do?

Wu Heng took off his silver earring. “We’re holding the official Nuo opera festival tomorrow night. The dance wards off evil, especially a large-scale performance.”

Then he added, “It’s normal for schools to organize outdoor movie screenings, right?”

A spark of hope flickered in the principal’s eyes, the netizens overjoyed.

[Holy crap, the Nuo opera for exorcism?! Eighty-eight performers, that’s amazing!]

[The village Nuo opera, a ritual for the entire village! A solemn and important event. Can’t imagine how magnificent the national-level ones must have been in ancient times, hundreds of performers.]

[Remember Wu Heng’s viral shamanic dance? A whole troupe, this is going to be great!]
[If this works, so much merit!]
[I want to be there in person! Will we be blessed? Protected from evil? I want to go!]

Most tourists considered the Nuo opera simply a local folk dance, a form of entertainment and prayer, Wu Heng’s words highlighted its original purpose.

The eighteen villages only held the Nuo opera festival during Lunar New Year, this time was an exception, what a fortunate coincidence.

The principal, his heart pounding, “Okay!”

As he spoke, the Taoist priests approached.

“You’re Doctor Wu?” The Taoist doctor from Xuanmen, after checking Wang Pengzheng’s pulse, confirming his soul’s return, his condition stable, finally took a serious look at the phone connected to the live stream.

He seemed to remember someone from the Xuanmen delivering an intern Taoist doctor certificate to this online shaman…

He was clearly more than just an intern.

Wu Heng, enjoying his late-night snack, smiled, “Greetings, fellow Daoists.”

“Your method is effective, but only treats the symptoms,” the Taoist said.

Li Hao and his friends were indignant. “You haven’t even treated the symptoms!”

Over two hundred students’ souls still trapped, and they hadn’t managed to retrieve a single one. And they had the nerve to say that.

“We’ve located the source of the black fog. We just need to seal it,” the lead priest, holding his compass, its needle pointing towards the back mountain, said pointedly.

The little white snake, a piece of chicken in its mouth, looked at the priest with admiration.

Yes, the well behind their school! That was where it saw the black mist when delivering the medicine!

Wu Heng, stunned, asked incredulously, “Are you serious? You’re not joking, are you?”

The priest, taken aback by his surprised expression, paused to consider his words.

What was so strange? Locate the source and seal it. What was so unbelievable?

Just fill the well behind the school! That’s where the black mist was coming from!

Even the netizens thought it was a reasonable solution.

Wu Heng, using an analogy, said, “You know opium? This is like lighting a pile of opium and letting everyone get high.”

The priest: “…”

Simple yet effective analogy, many netizens understood.

A well’s area of influence was usually within a three-kilometer radius. The fog, trapped underground, would seep into the groundwater and then evaporate, enveloping the surrounding area.

Wu Heng glanced at the little white snake without speaking.

The little white snake lowered its head guiltily. It hadn’t told Wu Heng about the black mist after being scared that night. If it had, he could have prepared more masks…

Xi Xi, seeing Wu Heng’s look, then at Da Bai, her initially confused expression clearing, she understood.

Godfather, Xi Xi gets it!

‘Big Brother Da Bai, let’s go to the well behind Dad’s school!’

The little white snake froze, shaking its head frantically at Xi Xi, avoiding the camera. ‘Xi Xi, are you stupid? It’s dangerous! And wow, you’re not stuttering anymore.’

Knowing the fog was coming from that well, and still wanting to go there?!

Wasn’t Xi Xi supposed to be the smartest snake fetus?

It was scared, it wouldn’t go.

Xi Xi, baring her tiny fangs, bit Da Bai’s tail and started pulling.

‘No! Let me go, Xi Xi! I don’t want to go!’ If Wu Heng tried to drag it like this, it would have exploded, but now it could only hiss pathetically.

‘We’re just ordinary snakes, we shouldn’t get involved in such matters.’

Xi Xi raised her body, her sweet voice taking on a strange tone. ‘Big Brother Da Bai, a Well Dragon King has the power to dispel evil qi from wells! If you can suppress the black mist, you can claim that well, become its new master!’

Xi Xi flicked her tongue, tired after such a long speech.

This was different from the newly dug well at Li Hao’s house. A new well and a centuries-old one were vastly different.

New wells had no history or power. Old wells, although sometimes losing their original owners, still retained some residual energy, like Shi Xuan’s well.

By suppressing the evil and saving those two hundred souls, Heaven would grant merit and allow it to claim the well, even become an official Well Dragon King.

Xi Xi encouraged it further, ‘Big Brother Da Bai, don’t miss this opportunity!’

The little white snake, stunned, under the expectant gazes of Shi Xuan, Zhou Yi, Wu Heng, and Xi Xi, said excitedly, ‘Xi Xi, you’re so smart! My taste is impeccable!’

Everyone: “…”

Was that really the point?!


A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream!

A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream!

巫醫大佬,直播看診!
Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Chinese
Wu Heng, the most powerful shaman doctor of ancient times, woke up to find himself transmigrated into a novel, becoming the grandson of a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Remembering how his steward father, obsessed with gossip in the wealthy circles, was callously discarded by a domineering CEO and died impoverished, Wu Heng decided to start a live stream to earn a fortune for his dear old dad! A new live stream channel called "Chengde Medical Clinic" appeared on the Shark platform. Although the streamer claimed to have centuries of medical experience and loved to brag, his exceptional good looks attracted a number of fans obsessed with his appearance. Until—— ① A wealthy madam, who had sought medical treatment everywhere to no avail, came to the live stream with her pot-bellied son. Wu Heng diagnosed remotely: "Pregnant. Pregnant with lots of snake babies." In a blink of an eye, Wu Heng performed a shamanic dance, and the young man immediately retched, vomiting countless live little snakes. Wealthy Madam & Netizens: What the fuck??!! ② A 20-year-old campus heartthrob, a landlubber his whole life, suddenly sprouted fish scales all over his body overnight, mastering butterfly, backstroke, and breaststroke without any training, determined to dominate the Olympics and win glory for the country. Wu Heng connected online for a diagnosis: "If you let this condition develop further, you'll turn into a mermaid." The campus heartthrob was thrilled that he was about to become a mermaid prince from a fairytale, with fans all over the world. Wu Heng curiously asked: "A mermaid with a fish head and a human body is acceptable too?" The campus heartthrob froze: Wait, what kind of head?? ③ A genius of Chinese painting, blind for many years, held onto the last sliver of hope and asked: "Is there any chance for me to regain my sight?" Wu Heng shook his head frankly: "Your eyes are completely dead." The genius painter despaired, but the next moment Wu Heng directly seized the malicious ghost that caused his blindness and performed a live organ transplant. The painting genius, not only regaining his sight but also gaining yin-yang eyes: "...!" Netizens: ...God, a divine doctor! Later, patients who frequently lost their heads would sneak in at night, carrying seven or eight heads, begging Wu Heng to pick the prettiest one and sew it back on. A female teacher, dead for three years, dragged her already decayed and stinking body, inquiring about Wu Heng's method of lighting a sky lantern to extend her life. Countless patients suffering from strange illnesses came from all directions, making the live stream incredibly popular.
In recent years, China has been experiencing a spiritual invasion, with a proliferation of demons and ghosts, and countless people inexplicably suffering from all sorts of bizarre illnesses. Just when everyone was at their wit's end, Wu Heng, who could cure diseases, tell fortunes, draw talismans, catch ghosts, and even perform shamanic dances, entered their field of vision. The number of viewers in the live stream continued to grow, with netizens constantly switching between "Holy crap, a shaman doctor who communicates with the heavens and the underworld is just awesome" and "Wife is so cool and strong, let me kiss you to death," and they even spontaneously formed a Wu Heng Protection Alliance. Until one day, netizens saw Wu Heng nestled in the arms of a cold young man full of evil aura, his face flushed with drunkenness. The young man's icy lips lightly nibbled on the white flesh of his nape, asking when Wu Heng would finally stop seeing patients and accompany him. As the young man's expression grew increasingly gloomy, the surrounding resentment soared to the heavens. Wu Heng gritted his teeth: "Stop emitting resentment and creating new patients for me!" Wu Heng imitated the method the young man had diligently taught him last night, planting a kiss on the young man's lips. In an instant, the yin energy around the young man disappeared completely, and his smiling lips let out a satisfied sigh.

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