City Qimen Medical Saint (Strange Doctor Hand)

In the early hours of the morning, Ye Haoxuan would always sit in the store for a while. Although no one came to see the doctor at this time, in fact, some special patients always liked to come and go at this time.

Just after twelve o'clock, Wang Tiezhu had gone to rest, and Ye Haoxuan was the only one in the clinic.

When the door opened, a woman in her 30s walked in.

The woman was fairly good-looking, but her face was pale, without any blood on her face, and her seal was faintly dark, and her body exuded a cold breath.

"Excuse me, are you a doctor?" The woman looked around and saw that there was no one around, so she asked.

Because Ye Haoxuan is too young, this is another Chinese medicine clinic. In most people's minds, Chinese medicine doctors are old guys with gray beards.

"Yes, it's me, stretch out your hand." Ye Haoxuan nodded and said.

The woman nodded, then sat in front of Ye Haoxuan and stretched out her hand. In fact, Ye Haoxuan had already guessed the woman's face very well, but if he didn't even know the pulse, it would be even more difficult to convince people.

The woman's wrist can only be described as dry and skinny, and her wrist is almost as thin as a stick, with blood flowing feebly from the blue-purple veins on it, as if her body is barely supporting it. As long as you are not careful, you will fall to the ground and you will not be able to get up.

Ye Haoxuan frowned slightly. The woman's condition was more serious than it appeared on the surface. He glanced behind the woman calmly, and saw a man in military uniform standing behind her, watching silently. he.

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

Ye Haoxuan withdrew his hand, and then slowly said: "Are you short of energy, afraid of the light, weak all over? Sleeping and dreaming?"

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

"How long has your situation been going on?" Ye Haoxuan was asking.

"Half a month." The woman said.

"Where's your husband?" Ye Haoxuan asked suddenly.

The woman's expression darkened, and there was an indescribable pain in her eyes. After a long time, she said slowly: "I sacrificed."

The ghost behind the woman was startled and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

"Take a dose of this medicine every night. Your illness is caused by thinking. Because your husband is gone, you are too sad. Over time, you will use up your spleen, so you will not sleep well. It will be better if you relax your mood in the future." Ye Haoxuan As he spoke, he wrote a prescription, and then grabbed another prescription and gave it to the woman.

"Thank you, how much is it?" The woman nodded gratefully to Ye Haoxuan.

"Go back, you don't need money, even if it's because of your sacrificed husband." Ye Haoxuan waved his hand and said.

The woman was startled, then nodded, thanked Ye Haoxuan and walked out.

And the ghost behind her turned around and wanted to leave with the woman, but he couldn't move his legs even though he moved his legs. Where he was standing, a red starlight appeared, which was a small soul-binding formation.

It was also this soul-binding formation that locked his body on the spot, making him unable to move.

When Ye Haoxuan opened the store, he thought that he might encounter some illnesses that ordinary people would not encounter, so he set up a luck-binding formation here early, and those patients haunted by ghosts would use these formations.

"Let go of me, let me go, I'm going to find her." Yin Hun struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the tighter the soul-binding formation below became, and finally dozens of red lines criss-crossed his body. His body was tied tightly, making him unable to move.

"You are already dead, you can't follow her, otherwise you will harm her and yourself." Ye Haoxuan walked up to Yinhun and said calmly.

"I want to be with her even if I die, let me go." Yin Hun roared.

"It's not enough that you are dead, do you want to kill him?" Ye Haoxuan shouted.

"Hit her? How could I hurt her? I just want to be with her, I don't want to leave her, I am her husband." Yinhun shouted.

"It was in life, but not now." Ye Haoxuan sighed, "Since you are dead, you should have the consciousness of death."

"I'm dead...I'm dead..." Yin Hun's expression froze, revealing a confused look.

His memory gradually expanded, and the scene of the raging war that day seemed to float before his eyes again, and he murmured: "I remembered, I fought with drug dealers, I was shot... I died, I died .”

He wasn't struggling, he just raised his head in a daze, and after a long time, he let out a suppressed and silent cry.

Ye Haoxuan sighed slightly, "The living are like passers-by, and the dead are returning home. You and your wife are already separated by yin and yang. If you follow him like this, your yin energy will harm her."

Yin Hun nodded, then stood up straight, "I hope you can help her cure her disease and let her live healthy and healthy."

Ye Haoxuan nodded: "I am a doctor, this is my duty, don't worry, she will get better."

"Thank you." Yin Hun nodded gratefully. For a moment, he felt like he didn't know where to go.

"You should go back to the underworld. You should have left after the first seven days. Now you have stayed in this world for too long. If you stay for a long time, your soul will fly away." Ye Haoxuan said slowly.

"But I don't know how to get there." Yin Hun said confusedly.

"It's very simple." Ye Haoxuan slowly opened his hands, and a passage appeared in front of the man out of thin air.

"It's past midnight now, the road leading to Yin and Yang is everywhere, but as long as you want to go, you can go anytime." Ye Haoxuan said.

"After arriving in the underworld, where should I go?" Yin Hun looked a little confused.

"Reincarnation, rebirth, but that is already the afterlife." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly.

"I understand, thank you." Yin Hun saluted Ye Haoxuan with a standard military salute, then turned and walked towards the ethereal passage, before leaving, he turned around again.

"If you can, tell her for me that I love her very much. My name is Wang Zhijun." Yin Hun hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said.

"If I see her again, I will tell her." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly.

"Thank you. If possible, help me find a good home for him." Yin Hun nodded, then stepped into the passage, and disappeared together with the passage.

Only then did Ye Haoxuan heave a sigh of relief. It is a good thing that the ghosts can take the initiative to return to the underworld. If they encounter some stubborn ghosts, they will inevitably face another evil, and they must be forced into the Yin-Yang tunnel.

And the ghost just now is obviously not out of his mind, otherwise, he would never have returned to the underworld so easily.