A Shaman Doctor’s Live Diagnosis Stream! 85p1

Chapter 85 Part 1

Nie Wei: “…”

Strategist, you really know how to hit a nerve.

Ever since becoming a malicious ghost, her mind hadn’t been clear, consumed by memories of her suffering, of how she was beaten to death, forgetting everything else, including her own name.

Later, when the ghosts formed their “women’s army” for revenge on New Year’s Eve, they asked their leader, Nie Wei, what she wanted to be called. They couldn’t keep calling her “girl,” the name Zhang Qiang forced on her.

She couldn’t remember, only a vague sound, “Ying Ying,” in her memory, and she seemed to have boarded that train for someone with that name.

It must have been her…

But she didn’t know how to write it. After some thought, she told them to call her Sister Ying, a fierce and powerful eagle.

She wanted to be like an eagle, soaring through the sky, escaping the mountains that had trapped her, looking down upon that barren land.

Material poverty wasn’t scary, but the poverty of the mind, the decayed thinking…

Nie Wei, representing the hundreds of female ghosts, looked at the passengers, their initial fear replaced by sympathy and sadness.

She smiled, a sweet smile she hadn’t shown in five years, and said sincerely, ‘May your journey home be safe and smooth, and may your future be filled with good fortune.’

With her ghostly power, she easily opened the train doors, sending them off.

The passengers, their hearts filled with a mix of relief and gratitude, bid farewell to the ghosts and boarded the train, returning to their seats.

[I feel… sad. They became malicious ghosts, they killed an entire village, even devoured souls, but I still hope the King of Hell will be lenient, a shorter sentence.]
[Call me morally corrupt, but I’ll go to the City God Temple and burn a plea, hoping they just get a slap on the wrist. They don’t deserve to suffer, that village deserved it.]

[Thanks to Miss Chen, if not for her, those ghosts would have committed a grave sin. Congratulations on your wedding.]

Her fiancé immediately sent a lavish gift and a message in the live stream, [Everyone is welcome to attend our wedding, especially Doctor Wu! You must come!]

[Haha, really? We’ll be there!]

Wu Heng, seeing that the wedding was in two days, “I’ll try my best.”

The first rays of dawn appeared.

Nie Wei watched as the train slowly started moving, a black umbrella above her head, held by Chen Ying.

The police officers also found something to shield them from the sun as they returned to Ping An village.

A young officer couldn’t help but ask, “Chief, shouldn’t there have been a thorough investigation after that train accident five years ago? How did they miss her? She was right here in this village.”

This was indeed strange. The chief was also puzzled when Wu Heng said, “This is like cultivating Gu, waiting for it to mature and unleash it.”

How could they let someone like Nie Wei ruin their plans?

Everyone present was sharp, they instantly understood the chilling implication.

Villages like Ping An, trafficking women, weren’t unique, there were probably many others throughout the country.

If someone was using these villages as breeding grounds for malicious spirits, those wronged women, transformed into vengeful ghosts, losing their sanity, wreaking havoc, these villages would become ghost domains.

How could ordinary people live in peace?

The officer’s face paled, and he said solemnly, “Thank you for your warning, Doctor Wu. I’ll report this immediately.”

Nie Wei, hearing this, a faint smile appearing on her lips. Good.

[Holy crap, abusing women in the human world, then turning them into weapons in the afterlife, these bastards are truly something else.]
[They treat them like garbage when they’re alive, then exploit them after they’re dead. ]

[Without Doctor Wu, there’s no way we would know about this! Isn’t Heng Heng turning eighteen soon? I need to send a gift.]

Wu Heng, seeing the netizens’ relief and the shift in conversation towards his birthday, yawned, “It’s getting late, I’m ending the stream now. And Chen Ying, don’t worry, I know what you’re thinking, I’ll be there for your wedding.”

He ended the stream, stretched by the window, listening to the roosters crowing, then went downstairs.

Chen Zhao, half-asleep, immediately perked up. “Doctor Wu, a wedding banquet? How much are you gifting them? Since you’re giving them money, why not… bring me along?”

The main point, red packets! His skills at snatching red packets were legendary, bringing him along was a win-win, not bringing him was a huge loss.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss!” The two snakes also poked their heads out, wanting to go.

Only the fluffy white tail sticking out of the giant dog bed by the door suddenly drooped, Su Da Yi furiously digging and kicking, it wanted to go too, but it was afraid of getting fat!

But its fur double had already enjoyed several feasts, and it could experience a fraction of the deliciousness.

Chen Zhao, seeing Wu Heng stretching his neck but not replying, sidled up, his voice ingratiating, “Master, take your little disciple with you, I’ll give you a shoulder massage.”

“Slap—” A cool hand slapped his away. Shi Xuan’s hand landed on Wu Heng’s shoulder. “I’ll do it.”

His long fingers kneaded his tense muscles, his touch surprisingly gentle yet firm, occasionally brushing against his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

Chen Zhao protested immediately, “Young Master Shi, you don’t know the pressure points! You’re making his shoulders red! Let me do it, I have good technique.”

He used to charge three yuan per massage for that old man, massaging every day, almost dislocating his shoulder.

Shi Xuan, a faint smile playing on his lips, looked at the reddened skin under his fingers, a soft chuckle by Wu Heng’s ear.

Wu Heng quickly went upstairs, “No more massages. I’m going to bed, and Chen Zhao, deal with Sun Zhengtao’s case.”

Chen Zhao was tired too, staying up for Wu Heng’s live stream, but hearing this, he was excited. “So I get to keep the payment too? Great!”

Dawn broke over Ping An village, the fog dissipating, revealing the dilapidated houses.

The women led the police, pointing out where they were buried: under trees, in cellars, on the mountain, even in a pigsty, a few, forced into submission, buried in their husbands’ families’ ancestral graves.

They even revealed the villagers’ burial sites.

The police officers were speechless, their deaths, if investigated, would reveal foul play, but the villagers’ deaths were simply attributed to sudden illnesses.

Chen Ying wanted to do the digging herself, but the police wouldn’t allow it. So she stood with Nie Wei, under a black umbrella, and watched as they unearthed a skeleton beneath a scholar tree, a hundred meters from Zhang Qiang’s house, a clear fracture on the back of its skull.

Chen Ying’s tears welled up, but the ghostly voice beneath the umbrella said, ‘Don’t cry, Ying Ying, you’re pregnant, I’m already content.’

Chen Ying and Nie Wei had been friends since childhood. Their families were well-off. Nie Wei’s parents had passed away when she was young, so she had practically grown up in Chen Ying’s house.

The police officer in charge, also feeling heavy-hearted, assured the ghosts, “Don’t worry, we’ll follow procedure, after the forensic examination, your families will be notified, and we’ll arrange for proper burials.”

The ghosts bowed their thanks and turned towards the three Yin messengers waiting under the shade of the trees.

014, a cigarette dangling from his lips, was chatting and laughing with Lai Jun when he suddenly kicked Yuan Song’s butt.

Yuan Song, startled, threw his soul-snatching rope, instantly capturing seven or eight ghosts.

Lai Jun’s smile froze. ‘?’

‘You bastard! Playing dirty tricks!’

He stopped chatting and quickly grabbed his own rope and started collecting souls. As soon as he stepped out of the shade, the morning sun made him slightly weaker, his movements sluggish.

But Yuan Song, under the sunlight, as if unaffected, was calmly verifying their information, a true professional.

014 chuckled, ‘Xiao Lai, Xiao Yuan is a Live Impermanence, not affected by Yang energy.’

‘That shameless bastard!’ Lai Jun cursed and rushed forward to snatch some souls.

Chen Ying, watching as the ghosts were pulled into the Yin messengers’ lanterns, her hand tightly gripping Nie Wei’s, cried, “Duo Duo, don’t go! I finally found you! You’re leaving already?! You haven’t even seen my wedding! You promised to be my bridesmaid!”

Nie Wei said gently, ‘It’s okay, Ying Ying, I’ll visit you in your dreams.’

Chen Ying, her voice breaking, cried, “You know I’m pregnant! You won’t visit me because you’re afraid of affecting the baby. I know!”

Nie Wei was speechless, her best friend truly knew her too well.

Lai Jun looked at Nie Wei, the only one remaining, then at his phone, a message from Wu Heng. He thought for a moment, ‘I’ll give you a few more days. Come with me then.’

Wu Heng was right, this wasn’t an ordinary ghost. Let her resolve her final wishes first, the journey would be smoother.

Escorting a powerful ghost like her would earn him a lot of merit. Although those two shameless black-robed messengers had taken most of them, having Nie Wei would be a consolation.

He didn’t want Yuan Song stealing her too, under 014’s instructions, so he took a stick of incense and quickly wrote the character “Lai” on Nie Wei’s arm, circling it.

Marking his territory.

Nie Wei silently looked at the mark, like a brand, a prisoner’s tattoo, pulling down her sleeve.

014 watched as Yuan Song counted the souls, scoffing, ‘Just one little ghost king and he’s this nervous. Are we that desperate for merit? Let’s go back.’

Yuan Song finished counting, impressed, even though 014 was a lazy slacker, he was still capable, a single night’s work, months’ worth of merits.

‘I’m also heading back, Lai Jun turned to Nie Wei, his last warning, ‘Don’t get any funny ideas. Becoming a fugitive in the underworld will only make things worse.’

The three Yin messengers, one after another, turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared into the earth.

The police officers present thought this night would become a legendary tale, they and their underworld counterparts working together!

There was still much to do. A car arrived, taking Chen Ying and Nie Wei away.

#G4044ArrivesAtNearestStation#
#PingAnVillage#
#ChengdeMedicalClinicSecondLiveStream#

To prevent further accidents, all trains on that line were suspended.

Initially, knowing only that G4044 had lost contact, they feared another derailment. Then, rumors spread… a supernatural incident.

Countless passengers, claiming to be from G4044, shared their terrifying experience online.