A female nurse rubbed her exposed arms unconsciously and murmured, "...Why do I feel cold all of a sudden?"
Another nurse also crossed her arms and speculated, "Is the air conditioner set too low?"
"Our hospital has unified central air conditioning, and the temperature remains constant."
"What's that?"
The female nurse subconsciously looked at Jing Cheng who was surrounded by everyone and whispered, "Could it be..."
Before she finished her words, the female nurse turned her head and looked at her colleague. Both of them seemed to realize something and shuddered at the same time.
After drawing the talisman, Jing Cheng did not do anything earth-shattering. He flicked the white paper, took a quick look at it, and began to shake the paper continuously.
What is this operation? The onlookers were puzzled.
Seeing that Xiaohui was calm and composed and didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, Xiaohui's mother became anxious first: "What are you doing? Why don't you start yet?" Why are you shaking a piece of paper? Are you preparing to fold a paper airplane?
Jing Cheng said calmly: "No hurry, wait."
...
...
Xiaohui's father asked him cautiously: "Is the young master summoning ghosts and gods? Do we need to hide?" The room suddenly became cold and windy, and he felt a little scared.
Hearing this, everyone in the ward was shocked and their nerves tensed as if facing a great enemy. It seemed that as long as Jing Cheng answered "yes", they would instantly flee the room.
Why would you think so? Jing Cheng looked at him in surprise and explained, "No, I'm waiting for the blood on the white paper to dry."
Everyone: “…”
Glancing at their expressions, Jing Cheng added, "Don't think too much. The Three Corpse Worms are not that big of an evil spirit. I'll force it out and kill it directly."
Everyone: “…”
What does "not considered a big evil spirit" mean? Are there big and small evil spirits?
The onlookers were a little frightened at first, but after hearing his explanation, they felt inexplicably relieved. Maybe it was because Jing Cheng's expression was too calm?
The oldest and strongest emotion of human beings is fear, and this fear is the fear of the unknown, not the known existence. In the eyes of the white coats and Xiaohui's family, the gestures of this suddenly appeared boy were full of fantasy, probably the legendary "master".
With an expert in charge, they have nothing to fear!
They didn't know since when, but they had subconsciously trusted Jing Cheng, and no one questioned why he understood all this at such a young age.
Even a male doctor who believes in atheism can only brainwash himself by constantly reciting the core socialist values in order to save his three views that are on the verge of collapse.
If we were to say who believes in these ghost stories the most, it would be the old lady whose heart and eyes are completely on her grandson.
The old man was old and was born a long time ago. At that time, the Xuanmen sect had not yet declined, and there were many Taoist priests everywhere, not to mention the common shamans and witches in the countryside. He had seen many strange things, so he was not as opposed to Jingcheng's drawing talismans to exorcise evil spirits as the highly educated white coats.
Seeing Jing Cheng's skillful movements, and even not hesitating to injure himself to use his own blood to draw the talisman, the old lady was filled with even greater respect for him.
In her opinion, the blood dripping from her fingertips was not ordinary blood, it was the life of her grandson!
So after Jing Cheng finished drawing the talisman, the old lady was busy asking the nurse to find a bandage for Jing Cheng. The scalpel was too sharp, and the cut on his finger was so big. Although it didn't bleed much now, it was still very painful to see.
"Thank you." Jing Cheng took the Band-Aid from the nurse with his free hand, took a look at it, and didn't know how to use it.
The nurse next to him thought he was too busy, so she spontaneously helped him peel off the wrapping paper of the bandage and bandaged him.
Jing Cheng shook his hands and looked at the small band-aid curiously. Without applying herbs, this little thing could stop bleeding quickly? The doctors in the 21st century were really amazing.
The nurse was so touched when she saw his innocent look on his face that she asked him, "Is there anything wrong? Or is there any pain?"
Gently shaking his head, Jing Cheng said slowly: "No, I just think this thing is a bit novel."
He usually runs around and is bound to get bumped and bruised, so he doesn't care about such minor injuries. It's just that as practitioners, they have abundant Qi and blood, and their bodies recover quickly, so it would be a waste of time to go to a doctor for a minor injury. Jing Cheng couldn't help thinking, if there was this band-aid in his time, it would be much more convenient to carry it with him and bandage it at any time.
Thinking of this, Jing Cheng couldn't help but look at the female nurse: "Excuse me, can you give me a few more of these... Band-Aids?"
Female nurse: "Of course, these are all for you."
She handed the newly opened box of Band-Aids to Jingcheng.
Seeing Jing Cheng holding the box in one hand and seeming very happy, with his eyes curved into crescents, the male doctor moved his lips and swallowed the words "10 yuan for a box of Band-Aids" back into his throat.
Since he is a patient staying in a high-end ward, he should not be short of this little money. We can just put it on his hospital bill when the time comes.
Xiaohui's father looked at Jingcheng with even more admiration. The young gentleman was indeed an otherworldly master who had never even seen a Band-Aid. He was truly out of touch with this world.
He couldn't help but look at Jing Cheng's head wrapped in gauze, wondering if this was the injury that the young master got from fighting with the goblin? I heard that the nights in the southern part of Shangjing seemed to be a bit uneasy recently...
"Mom, I want to eat something."
While everyone was still making eye contact, Xiaohui's childish voice suddenly rang out, breaking the brief silence in the room.
Xiaohui's mother then realized that Xiaohui had eaten all the big bag of beef jerky in his hand. She gasped. This was more than 100 yuan worth of beef jerky, weighing several kilograms, and Xiaohui had eaten it all by himself in the short time they were talking!
What kind of idiot is this?!
It was only at this point that Xiaohui's mother felt really heartbroken. No matter what method he used, it would be best if he could get the worm hidden in Xiaohui's stomach out. It was obvious that what the little beast swallowed was not beef jerky, but her hard-earned money that she earned from working hard every day!
Who said beef jerky is the best for resisting hunger? Stand up, she promises not to beat him to death...
"Huh?" Jing Cheng shook the white paper and said softly, "It seems to be dry."
That one sentence drew the attention of everyone in the room.
Jing Cheng held the bloody white paper upright in front of him, muttering something. After a while, there was a "puff" sound, and a cluster of blue flames suddenly appeared from the bottom of the white paper.
The flame quickly turned into a tongue of fire after it appeared, eagerly devouring the thin blood paper in Jing Cheng's hand.
“…………”
Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes, their jaws dropped to the ground, and their world views were shattered.
"Pass me the cup!" Jing Cheng stretched out his hand to the person next to him without even turning his head.
Xiaohui's father quickly handed him the cup of water that he had been holding in his hand and was almost hot.
Jing Cheng threw the almost burned blood paper into the water cup.
The strange thing is that the flame did not go out when it came into contact with water. It was not until the blood paper was completely burned to ashes and merged into the water that the flame seemed to have just reacted, struggled for a moment, and then disappeared unwillingly.
Jing Cheng shook the cup gently, and saw that the originally clear mineral water in the cup had turned a light red. It looked very beautiful under the incandescent light, without any dust or smoke stains.
If not for everyone seeing it, they would have thought Jing Cheng had simply dissolved the blood into the water.
Everyone watched as he handed the water mixed with talisman paper to Xiaohui and asked him to drink it all without leaving a drop.
The male doctor, in line with his duty as a doctor, tried his best to stop her, saying, "Don't drink it, it's unhygienic!"
Before he could finish his words, he was met with a "death glare" from Xiaohui's three parents.
"..." The male doctor struggled to death, "...This is feudal superstition, it is unscientific, we should resist it..."
At the end, the male doctor weakly took off his glasses, wiped his face, and sighed: "Forget it, whatever you want."
Xiaohui didn't even look at the male doctor. He obediently took the cup from Jingcheng's hand, tilted his head back, and drank it all without leaving a drop.
After drinking, she cutely turned the empty cup upside down in the air and shook it to show that she was very obedient.
Xiaohui's mother looked at him nervously and asked incoherently: "What does it taste like? Is it delicious?"
Jing Cheng: "..." What would the smell of the ashes of burnt talisman paper soaked in water be like? It must be hard to describe.
Xiao Hui tilted his head and smacked his lips: "It's a little sweet and a little fishy... But it tastes good. I want more."
His tone was full of a sense of wanting more.
Are you addicted to it? Jing Cheng was a little speechless: "...Be good, that's your brother's blood, you are not a mosquito and don't need to drink blood."
"Oh, okay." Xiaohui looked depressed.
Xiaohui’s father asked nervously: "Mr. Xiao, what should we do next?" Why did Xiaohui have no reaction at all after drinking the magic water?
The male doctor calmly wiped the lenses of his glasses and said sarcastically, "It's the 21st century and there are still people who don't believe in science. It's unbelievable. A simple magic trick can deceive your eyes. No wonder people say that scammers are in power now..."
Seeing that everyone in the ward was bewitched by Jing Cheng, the male doctor suddenly had a sense of mission of "everyone is drunk but I am sober". He subconsciously ignored the abnormality that appeared in the room when Jing Cheng drew the talisman before, and deeply believed that he was the only sober person in the room.
At this point, the male doctor could no longer maintain the demeanor of a "angel in white" and only wanted to expose Jing Cheng's deceptive tricks.
But everyone didn't even look at him, turned a deaf ear to his words, and only focused on staring at Jing Cheng, waiting for his next move.
Male doctor: “…”
The male doctor was heartbroken and thought to himself that you guys are really hopeless!
After waiting for about a minute, Jing Cheng suddenly moved.
He half-knelt down, held Xiaohui's shoulders tightly with one hand, and clenched his other hand into a fist, hitting Xiaohui's stomach quickly and hard.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Xiaohui's mother became anxious when she saw him suddenly hit her son, and hurried over to stop him, but was stopped by the old lady.
The old lady shook her head at her, her expression solemn: "Don't move, just stand here."
Xiaohui's mother was extremely anxious, but she didn't want to go against her mother-in-law's wishes, so she had to stand where she was and winked at her husband, signaling him to go over and stop it.
Unexpectedly, her eyes were directed to the blind man. Xiaohui's father was more focused than her mother-in-law.
What's strange is that everyone could see how hard Jing Cheng hit Xiaohui, even making a "bang bang" sound in his stomach, but Xiaohui never cried out in pain from beginning to end.
Not long after, Xiaohui's mother naturally discovered this strange scene. She seemed to have thought of something, and she stopped her steps that were originally about to move forward.
If they observed more carefully, they would find that Xiaohui's belly was getting smaller little by little under Jingcheng's heavy blows. This change was slow, and it could not be seen at all without paying close attention all the time.
If Jing Cheng, who is "abusing" Xiaohui in the eyes of others, knew what Xiaohui's mother was thinking, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.
Even though he seemed to be throwing very hard with each punch, in fact none of his punches landed effectively. The "bang bang bang" sound was actually hitting the black air in Xiaohui's stomach. It was the explosion sound caused by the collision between spiritual energy and evil air. He did not touch Xiaohui's skin at all.
In terms of game terminology, Jing Cheng first used chemical attacks to forcibly inflict a "frozen" debuff on the boss Peng Tu, and then used physical attacks to assist in causing him to lose blood continuously, destroying all of the boss's equipment (to remove the foul air), revealing the boss's true identity (Peng Tu's true form).
After an unknown amount of time, Xiaohui's stomach became flat again after Jingcheng's continuous punches.
Xiaohui's mother, who was observing carefully, was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly her eyes widened, and she breathed a sigh of relief again: "Hiss——"
But Xiaohui's face suddenly turned purple, his mouth opened wide and he looked like he was out of breath.
Jing Cheng was pressing hard on his sternal pit (the small pit below the throat) with his middle finger.
If you look closely, you will see that the skin at that acupuncture point has turned purple-red due to bruising. It is like someone is pinching your throat and preventing you from breathing. No wonder the child is in so much pain.
The adults who were watching looked reluctant and turned their heads away, not daring to watch anymore.
"Spit!" A short, powerful low shout.
Jing Cheng suddenly bent his middle finger and tapped the purple-red area hard.
"Ugh—cough cough cough cough—" Xiaohui lowered his head and made a heart-wrenching vomiting and coughing sound.
Along with Xiaohui's cough, a pitch-black fleshy worm as big as a baby's fist flew out of Xiaohui's mouth.
Jing Cheng quickly swung the scalpel and nailed the flesh worm that wanted to escape to the ground.
"call out--"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the scalpel that pierced the flesh worm and penetrated three inches into the ground.
No one dared to speak.
The blade is bright and slightly reflective.
With the knife as the center, the smooth ceramic tiles cracked outwards inch by inch.
Look at the pale-faced boy standing in the middle of the crowd, wearing a hospital gown, with white gauze on his head, and looking so frail.
They felt a chill all over their bodies and couldn't help shivering.
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The author has something to say:
Male doctor: Nowadays, as long as you are handsome, people will love you even if you are mentally ill.
orange:……
Male doctor: Some people, even though they look weak, they can fight better than anyone else.
Orange: ...Some people are alive, but they are already dead.
Male doctor: Well, forget it, just pretend I didn’t say anything.
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