Song Yi

Chapter 191 Ghost Hand

Du Wenhao saw six men who looked like thugs standing at the door, he was unhappy, and said coldly: "My lord, let your servants leave, we don't need guards at the pharmacy."

The man had good eyesight, and immediately saw that Du Wenhao's face was not right. With a wave of his hand, several men walked out obediently.

The man cupped his hands and said politely: "Sir, please forgive me for being powerless. Please help me, sir."

Only then did Du Wenhao's expression change, he motioned for the man to sit down, and stretched out his hand. After the man sat down, he put his hand on the pulse pillow.Du Wenhao took his pulse and asked, "What's your surname, sir?"

"Miangui's surname is Qiao, and his name is Yusheng."

"What's uncomfortable?"

"Sir, it's not that I'm uncomfortable, but someone wants to kill me."

Du Wenhao let go of his hand when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Then, did you come to the wrong place? We are a pharmacy for treating patients, not a yamen. You say someone is going to kill you, so you should beat the drum and sue. Instead of coming to me."
Qiao Yusheng was in a hurry. He got up and was about to untie his belt, but stopped again. He lowered his head and approached Du Wenhao in a low voice, "Sir, is it convenient for me to borrow a place to examine my injuries?"

Du Wenhao heard Qiao Yusheng say that he was injured, so he had to watch it. Although punishing rape and eliminating evil has nothing to do with him, it is his duty to save lives and heal the wounded.Pointing to the next room: "Go there."

Entering the wing room, the man took off his shirt. The man's body was very strong, and his muscles were faintly protruding. However, the man's back was full of scratch marks, and many of the wounds were deep. They crossed from left to right, and there was hardly a piece of good flesh. Some have scabbed over, while others are obviously newly formed, which makes people shudder to watch.

Du Wenhao looked at the scar carefully, and asked, "Who grabbed your back like this?"

Qiao Yusheng straightened his clothes, with a frightened expression in his eyes, looked around, and said in a low voice, "It's a ghost!"

"Ghost?" Du Wenhao frowned.

"Yes! It's a ghost! The ghost in my dream! It was caught by the female ghost in my dream! This ghost is dressed in green clothes, invisible, with long fingernails, brushing and scratching, scratching my whole body with bruises! I cried It was useless to beg for mercy. I asked her why she hurt me, but she didn't answer. After grabbing me bloody, I floated away. Then I woke up from the dream, and saw the ragged pajamas and injuries all over my body. The guards called in to ask, but they didn't find anyone sneaking in, do you think it's strange?"

Du Wenhao heard Qiao Yusheng's voice full of fear and confusion, which reminded him of the dream he had been sitting in for the past few days, the dream of the woman who was looming, but fortunately his dream was not a nightmare.

Du Wenhao said with a smile: "Okay, even if you have a nightmare, there won't be a female ghost hurting you in reality. You'd better stop making it up."

Qiao Yusheng slumped down on the chair in pain, hugged his head with both hands, lay down on the table, and said: "I just don't want to go to those old pedantic drugstores, I know they will laugh at me for talking nonsense, I heard you just made a special trip I came to see you. I heard that your medical skills are as good as a god, and you are also good at the magical technique of laparotomy and healing by the genius doctor Hua Tuo. You are also about the same age as me. You may be able to communicate and cure my strange disease. Who knows, you don’t believe me. Speak. Alas, when I have never been here, I am leaving." After speaking, he got up and left.

Du Wenhao was startled, and asked: "So, what you just said is true?"

"Of course it's true! I'll die if I lie to you!"

For some reason, Du Wenhao couldn't help shivering. He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. However, now that he is in ancient times, and many ghost stories come from ancient times, who knows what strange things will happen in ancient times.Asked: "How long have you had this dream?"

"Only three days.—Three days the same dream!"

"It's like this every day?"

Qiao Yusheng turned pale and nodded, the look of horror in his eyes didn't seem like he was lying.He whispered: "Dr. Du, haven't you noticed that my pulse is different?"

Du Wenhao glanced at him: "Why is it different?"

"It's big and small, it's long and it's short! I once asked a wandering Taoist to look at it, and he said—" Qiao Yusheng looked around, then lowered his voice, "Call my veins to be ghost veins!"

"Ghost veins?" Du Wenhao laughed out loud, "What is ghost veins?"

"I don't understand either. The Taoist priest told me that the ghost veins encountered something dirty! Ghosts and gods have disturbed the pulse!"

Du Wenhao smiled bluntly: "Oh? Then since this Taoist priest is so godly, why don't you ask him to open the altar and perform magic tricks for you to exorcise ghosts for you? Why do you come to me? I don't know how to exorcise ghosts."

"Sir! You can't believe everything about ghosts and gods, and you can't believe it! What you saw was on the surface of my body. You don't know the feeling in my body, do you?"

"What's going on inside you?"

"I feel that there are countless scorpions and centipedes crawling in my stomach! They are biting my internal organs!..."

"Okay, I see that you are not suffering from a ghost disease, but some mental troubles. I don't know the ghost pulse you are talking about, but your hands are closed and slippery. It is a symptom of phlegm and water. The so-called 'syndrome of excessive phlegm' causes you to have nightmares again and again, it is not surprising, just need to eliminate phlegm and clear the heart, and it will return to normal!"

"No! Doctor Du, you said that my nightmares are caused by phlegm, so what about the injuries on my body? You don't think that the injuries all over my body are scratched by myself, do you? I brought these guards, no If I want to do something else, I just want to let Doctor Du know that I have guards by my side, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to hurt me, and it is even more impossible for me not to know! So, what could it be if the one who hurt me is not a ghost?"

Du Wenhao was puzzled by this question. Qiao Yusheng's injuries really made him very puzzled. If he had nightmares and scratched himself in his sleep, the scratches on his back were obviously not caused by himself. Judging from the scratches, most of the scratches were not formed by oneself, and should be formed by others. However, this injury is more than one, and it is impossible to be scratched without knowing it.

What Du Wenhao could barely explain this was that Qiao Yusheng had a mental problem, and he was violated by others without knowing it during the period when he was mentally ill and had no ability to recognize and distinguish.But this is just speculation, not supported by any evidence.Moreover, Qiao Yusheng said at the end that he was surrounded by many guards to protect him, but he was still being violated without being noticed, and he didn't even know it. If it wasn't attributed to ghosts and gods, there really couldn't be a reasonable explanation.

Du Wenhao smiled helplessly: "You really caught me. I can't explain it, because I'm not a policeman, nor a yamen pusher. I don't know what happened to your injury. If you If you want to heal your wounds, I can help you apply medicine for treatment. If you agree with what I said about frequent nightmares caused by phlegm, I will treat you. If you don’t agree, please ask someone else. To be honest, I don’t know how to cure anything. Intractable diseases such as ghost veins being injured by ghosts. I'm afraid I can't help you."

Qiao Yusheng nodded with a mournful face: "Mr. Du's medical skills are like gods. Well, I'll just listen to you for a while. You can treat me according to your method. At least give it a try."

Du Wenhao picked up a pen to write a prescription, and wrote Rolling Tan Pills. After thinking about it, he supplemented with Xiaowei Pill, which was both attacking and tonic.

Qiao Yusheng picked up the medicine and left with a few thugs.

Du Wenhao told all the girls about this strange medical case, and all the girls were very strange.

Xue Fei'er snorted coldly and said: "Looking at him, he doesn't look like a serious person. I'm afraid he owes too much romantic debt, so he dreams of a female ghost taking his life every day."——Said When it comes to dreams, I often dream of the same thing, brother, do you often have the same dream?"

Du Wenhao thought about his dream, but he still shook his head and said, "No."

Xue Fei'er: "I have. I often dream that I fell off a cliff, and every time I woke up after falling, I was so scared that I was sweating profusely."

Du Wenhao smiled, patted Xue Feier's head, and said, "That's because you're growing, you know?"

Xue Fei'er smiled and said, "My father said the same thing."

That night, Du Wenhao didn't dream of that woman again, and slept until dawn before waking up. When he woke up, Pang Yuqin was no longer by his side.

Du Wenhao put on his clothes and came to the back hall of the pharmacy. He saw Silly Pang and Yingzi sitting in the yard, each taking a dustpan and sifting herbs.

Yingzi said: "Ma'am said, the young master doesn't believe in ghosts in the world."

Silly Fatty said: "Of course Madam spoke for Mr., but I'm asking you, do you believe in ghosts and karma in this world?"

"I..." Yingzi's voice was hesitant.

"You still believe it, why don't you ask Xiao Ke to follow you when you go to the bathroom at night?"

"What does that have to do with my ghost?"

"Then you are not afraid of ghosts, what do you ask Xiao Ke to accompany you?"

"Then... I'm afraid of the dark."

The two fought vigorously, Du Wenhao stepped forward, the two realized it and got up quickly.Xiao Ke also woke up, arched his body and stretched his waist, walked over slowly, gave him a hard-headed look, rubbed his head on his calf twice, grunted, walked back to Yingzi, and lay on his back. On the ground, looking at Du Wenhao, he slowly closed his eyes and continued to sleep soundly.

Yingzi said, "Master, do you believe in ghosts?"

"I don't believe it, I only believe that people have ghosts in their hearts."

Silly Fatty said: "Then why do some people encounter ghosts? I have."

Yingzi said: "Bragging! If you really met a ghost, would you still be alive? You would have been eaten by a ghost long ago!"

"It's true!" Silly Fatty had doubts on his face, as if ghosts and gods were behind him, "The ghost I met was nothing but my dead sister!"

"Ah!" Yingzi screamed, "Damn you, ghost stories in broad daylight are scary!"

"I didn't mean to scare you, what I said is true. I really saw ghosts, when I was a child, I didn't lie! I swear!"

Du Wenhao smiled and said, "Okay, let's hear it, why did you see your ghost sister?"

(End of this chapter)