Chapter 88 Part 1
Wu Su hurried into Chengde Medical Clinic and saw Wu Heng preparing medicine in the pharmacy, his movements reminiscent of his grandfather.
“Xiao Heng, Shi Xuan, he—”
Wu Heng, without turning around, gently fanned the medicine pot with a small fan. “I know what you’re going to ask…”
Wu Su blurted out, “Shi Xuan wants to be my godson!”
Wu Heng paused, his hand stilling, and looked up, “?”
Wu Su pulled Shi Xuan closer. “This child said this is his home, isn’t that like asking to be my godson?”
“Xiao Heng, he’s older than you by half a year, you can call him ‘ge’ (older brother) from now on.”
Shi Xuan: “…”
Wu Heng: “…”
Wu Su understood Shi Xuan well. He was a reserved child, and his earlier words about coming “home” must have been a hint.
Although he had Mr. Shi as a father, it was as good as not having one, this child lacked paternal love.
“Xiao Heng’s coming-of-age ceremony is in a few days, I’m planning a banquet. How about we hold a ceremony for Shi Xuan to officially become my godson too?”
Shi Xuan declined politely. “No, thank you, Uncle Wu.”
Wu Su looked at Shi Xuan, certain he wasn’t just being polite, and sighed, “I thought I was going to have another son.”
Shi Xuan, his gaze fixed on Wu Heng, said, “Perhaps more in the future.”
Wu Su thought he was just being humored, and You Jin came down the stairs, “Uncle Wu Su, I brought your luggage to your room.”
Wu Su immediately went upstairs. “Why did you bring it up? I still need to unpack.”
Seeing Wu Su leave, Shi Xuan, leaning against the counter, his backpack on, looked at Wu Heng preparing medicine, and said, “Steward Wu just said you should call me ‘ge’.”
Wu Heng retorted, “Why would I call someone my age ‘ge’?”
Shi Xuan chuckled and went to sit on the sofa, taking off his backpack.
Su Da Yi, peeking out from its dog bed, curiously asked Xi Xi, “Xi Xi, is it mating season for humans in winter?”
Xi Xi looked confused, and Da Bai, wrapping itself around her protectively, shouted, ‘Don’t listen to her, Xi Xi! Inappropriate topics!’
Su Da Yi scoffed at Da Bai, such a phony.
Wu Su came back down, his suitcase in hand, distributing the gifts he bought, one for everyone.
Wu Heng, holding a new jacket, finally understood why left-behind children looked forward to the new year so much.
Chen Zhao, holding a Pixiu figurine, a symbol of wealth, was touched. “Even I get a gift?”
The stingy Xuanmen never gave gifts, and that slowpoke master of his, why hadn’t he switched sects yet?!
Wu Su, taking out a large box of ginseng proudly, “This is for my old man. Expensive stuff! You Jin, put this away carefully!”
You Jin took the ginseng reverently. “Yes, sir.”
Wu Heng opened the box, examined the ginseng’s quality, didn’t comment, as long as his dad was happy.
Wu Su, usually so lazy at the Shi residence, was now full of energy. “Tomorrow I’m going to order a few pigs for the banquet, and by the way, Shi Xuan, that’s the uniform from Jiaming High School? How do you even go to school every day?”
He was truly puzzled.
Wu Heng looked at the night sky. The world was changing, a major shift coming soon, ordinary people about to coexist with the supernatural, he decided not to hide it any longer.
After he finished explaining, Wu Su was stunned, so that wasn’t just his son’s soul, but his actual self those times.
Speechless, he just sat there, and You Jin, patting his shoulder anxiously, “Uncle, what’s wrong? More shocked than me?”
Wu Su looked at him, feeling slightly hurt, “So, Xiao Heng, all those times weren’t because you missed your father, and I was just… a side trip?”
Wu Heng immediately pointed at Shi Xuan, “No, he was the side trip.”
What? Visiting Shi Xuan? Why?! The young master of his employer?
Wu Su looked at Wu Heng, then at Shi Xuan, a strange feeling. “Shi Xuan, your dad doesn’t know you’re here, right?”
Seeing Shi Xuan shake his head, he had an idea. “I’ll call that old man and tell him you’re here, then you jump back to Beijing, he’ll follow, and you come back again, repeat until he collapses from exhaustion.”
Shi Xuan, “…It’s late. Get some rest.”
It was late. You Jin closed the clinic, and everyone prepared for bed. Wu Heng, seeing his father wandering around, missing home after so many years, sighed. His grandfather probably wouldn’t even be back for the new year, no family reunion this year.
Looking at his back, he smiled faintly. In the original plot, Steward Wu was fired for knowing too much, dying impoverished later.
But “impoverished” was probably just a cover story, murdered was more likely.
Now, having safely returned to Chengde Medical Clinic, he must have changed his fate.
But Shi Xuan, the villain in the novel “Ghost Fetus,” his fate still uncertain.
He only remembered the original plot: Shi Zongguang struggling against his cursed son for eighteen years, his resolve wavering, torn by a twisted sense of familial love, finally, with divine intervention, vanquishing his son, the world seemingly at peace, humans and spirits coexisting.
Wu Heng, although a shaman doctor himself, didn’t believe in peaceful coexistence. Ordinary humans would become victims, hiding indoors after dark, no more night markets, late-night snacks, or evening strolls, even dogs walked indoors, and overtime work a death sentence.
A world devoid of life, only death.
Meaningless.
Zhou Yi arrived early for school on his scooter, and seeing the clinic closed, was about to leave when a fluffy white ball came running from the backyard, shouting, “Wait!”
Su Da Yi, wearing its little outfit, Wu Heng’s medicine in its backpack, jumped onto his scooter. “Let’s go! To your school!”
Zhou Yi, remembering Wu Heng’s warning, went back and brought a large dog leash, tying it around the protesting fox.
“What are you doing?! I’m a Fox Immortal, not a dog! I won’t bite or run away! I’m vaccinated!” it shouted.
Zhou Yi attached the leash to his scooter, and Su Da Yi had a bad feeling. Before it could protest, the scooter sped off, dragging it along.
It flailed wildly, “What are you doing, you bastard?!”
Zhou Yi: “Exercise.”
Su Da Yi, looking at the slightly chubby, not-so-healthy Zhou Yi, thought, why it?
It deliberately slowed down, and Zhou Yi had no choice but to reduce his speed, looking at the single-digit speed on the display, pedestrians were faster than him! “Guan Guan, we’ll be late! Just… deliver it yourself!”
Su Da Yi was betting he wouldn’t actually drag it, but he was giving up! The school was still miles away!
Just as it was thinking of jumping onto the scooter, it saw a young woman walking towards them, carrying a bag. “No need, I’m here.”
It was Zhou Fenghua.
