The Urban Romance of Miracle Doctor

Every morning, yehaoxuan always sits in the store for a while. Although no one comes to see a doctor at this time, in fact, some special patients always like to haunt at this time.

Just after 12 o'clock, wangtiezhu had gone to rest. Yehaoxuan was the only one in the clinic.

When the door opened, a woman in her thirties came in.

The woman was fairly good-looking, but her face was pale, there was no blood on her face, and the seal hall was faintly dark, and her body sent out bursts of cold breath.

"Excuse me, are you a doctor?" The woman looked at no one left or right, so she asked. Her voice was weak, and her successors were weak.

Because yehaoxuan is too young, this is also a traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. In most people's minds, traditional Chinese medicine is an old man with white hair and beard.

"Yes, it's me. Put your hand out." Yehaoxuan nodded and said.

The woman nodded, then sat down in front of yehaoxuan and stretched out her hand. In fact, yehaoxuan had already guessed that the woman's face was almost the same. But if he didn't even put his pulse, it would be more difficult to convince people.

A woman's wrists can only be described as thin as firewood. Her wrists are almost as thin as a dry firewood stick, and the blue and purple blood vessels on them are powerless flowing with blood, as if her body is just barely supporting. If she is not careful, she will fall to the ground and can't get up.

Yehaoxuan frowned slightly. The woman's condition was more serious than it seemed. He looked at the woman's back calmly. He saw a man in military uniform standing behind the woman and staring at him silently.

Looking at the costumes, the man behind the woman is a soldier, but his body is translucent, obviously a first-class ghost.

Yehaoxuan took back his hand and said slowly, "are you weak in Qi, afraid of seeing the light, and weak in your body? Do you sleep dreamily?"

The woman nodded and said, "yes, I dream as soon as I close my eyes. My dreams are in a mess."

"How long have you been in this situation?" Yehaoxuan is asking.

"Half a month." Said the woman.

"Where is your husband?" Yehaoxuan suddenly asked.

The woman's face darkened. Her eyes showed an indescribable pain. It took her a long time to slowly say, "sacrifice."

The ghost behind the woman shook and opened his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

"Boil one dose of this medicine every night. Your illness is caused by your thoughts. Because your husband is gone, you are too sad. Over time, you will use your spleen, so you will not sleep well. Just relax a little later." Yehaoxuan wrote a prescription, and then grabbed a piece of medicine for the woman.

"Thank you. How much is it?" The woman nodded gratefully to yehaoxuan.

"Go back, no money, even if it's because of your husband." Yehaoxuan waved his hand and said.

The woman was stunned, then nodded, thanked yehaoxuan and went out.

And the ghost behind her turned to follow the woman to leave, but his legs moved, but he couldn't step. At the place where he stood, a red star appeared, but it was a small soul binding array.

It was this soul binding array that locked his body on the spot and made him unable to move.

When yehaoxuan opened the shop, he thought that he might encounter some diseases that ordinary people can't meet, so he set up the bind luck array here early. Those patients who are haunted by ghosts will use these arrays.

"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm going to find her." The ghost struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the more tightly the soul binding array below was bound. Finally, dozens of red lines tied his body tightly, making him unable to move.

"You are dead. You can't follow her. Otherwise, you will harm her and yourself." Yehaoxuan walked up to the ghost and said calmly.

"I want to be with her when I die. Let me go." The ghost roared.

"It's not enough that you're dead. Do you want to kill him?" Ye haoxuan shouted.

"Harm her? How could I harm her? I just want to be with her. I don't want to leave her. I'm her husband." Shouted the ghost.

"Yes, but not now." Yehaoxuan sighed, "since you are dead, you should have the consciousness of death."

"I'm dead... I'm dead..." the ghost looked stunned, showing a confused look.

His memory gradually expanded, and the situation of the war that day seemed to float in front of him. He murmured: "I remember, I fought with a drug dealer, and I was shot... I am dead, I am dead."

He was not struggling. He just looked up in a daze. After a long time, he made a burst of suppressed silent crying.

Yehaoxuan sighed slightly, "the living are like passers-by, and the dead are returnees. You and your wife are separated by Yin and Yang. If you follow him like this, your Yin will harm her."

The ghost nodded, then stood up straight, "I hope you can help her cure her illness and let her live in good health."

Yehaoxuan nodded: "I'm a doctor. It's my duty. Don't worry. She will get better."

"Thank you." The ghost nodded with gratitude. For a moment, there was a feeling that he didn't know where to go.

"It's time for you to go back to the underworld. You should have left after the first seven days. Now you have been in the world for too long. If you stay for a long time, you will be scared." Yehaoxuan said slowly.

"But I don't know how to get there." The ghost said confused.

"It's easy." Yehaoxuan hands slowly a minute, a channel appeared in front of the man out of thin air.

"It's already early in the morning. The road to Yin and Yang is everywhere. As long as you want to go, you can go anytime." Yehaoxuan said.

"Where shall I go when I am in the underworld?" The ghost looked a little confused.

"Reincarnation, rebirth, but that is the afterlife." Yehaoxuan smiled.

"I see. Thank you." The ghost saluted yehaoxuan with a standard military salute, and then turned to the uncertain passage. When he left, he turned around again.

"If you can, help me tell her that I love her very much. My name is wangzhijun." The ghost hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said.

"If I see her again, I will tell her." Yehaoxuan smiled.

"Thank you. If you can, help me find a good home for him." The ghost nodded, then stepped into the channel and disappeared together with the channel.

Yehaoxuan breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that the ghost could take the initiative to return to the underworld. If he met some stubborn ghosts, he would have to be forced into the yin-yang channel.

And the ghost just now obviously has not lost its mind. Otherwise, it would never be so easy to return to the underworld by itself.