Chapter 25: Golden Amber Fire, the most yang fire.
After a long while, perhaps realizing that Wei Chenggong's time was limited and that there was no time to delay any longer, Wang Zimei finally made a decision and forced herself to stand up.
"Can I keep this child for a while?"
Wang Zimei lowered her head, stroking her belly, and said,
"If there really is no fetal heartbeat, I will abort it."
Even though she had seen the metaphysics, she could not give up the baby in her belly just because of Shican's words.
"Can."
Shi Can drew a talisman on the spot. He pasted the talisman on the door, placed his palm on the talisman, and chanted the spell.
"Sand becomes soil, the scattered gather, scattered souls, answer my command and return—"
The next moment, all the lights in the corridor went out.
In the endless darkness, only the door of the emergency room was emitting a faint light.
Shi Chan reached out and grasped the door handle, twisting it gently. The door opened a crack. Wind blew out through the crack, carrying with it slender red petals.
After the whole door was opened, Lin Zhuyue could see clearly that the door was no longer the emergency room, but an unknown place that Shi Can had connected him to, where he could see an endless sea of red spider lilies.
Wei Chenggong was wearing white clothes and standing in the sea of flowers.
"Go ahead."
Shi Can said to Wang Zimei,
"A living person can only stay here for a quarter of an hour, otherwise they will lose their Yang energy. When the time is up, I will call you out."
Wang Zimei thanked him and walked into the room.
"That's the gap between the Yang World and the Yin World."
Wen Miyan sat beside the wheelchair and explained to Lin Zhuyue who was staring at the sea of flowers,
"It takes a lot of spiritual energy to open it for a short period of time. Moreover, there are not many places that meet the conditions for opening it. The emergency room is one of them."
Shi Can looked at his watch and fifteen minutes later, he opened the door.
Inside that door, in the gap between the Yin and Yang worlds, the dead and the living embraced. The living burst into tears, and the dead gently pushed her away.
"Survive."
Wei Chenggong said to his beloved wife,
"You must live well, be happy, and live a long and healthy life."
Wang Zimei burst into tears and replied, "...Okay."
She walked out through the door reluctantly.
Shi Chan closes the door.
The light on the door gradually faded, and the lights in the corridor came back on. The petals of the red spider lilies that had been floating out had also dissipated. The emergency room returned to normal, and the doctor's hurried and tired voice could be heard again.
"The heart has stopped! So has the breathing!"
"Hurry up and perform CPR!"
Wang Zimei closed her eyes. She already knew the result: no matter what means she used, she could not save Wei Chenggong's life. He would definitely pass away that night.
Half an hour later, the doctor came out of the emergency room tiredly.
"We have done our best."
The doctor looked at the group of people sitting in front of the door and said,
"The rescue failed, the injured person has passed away, family members come over."
Shi Can whispered to Wen Miyan:
"Look here, it's almost time. Let's go get the CT scan film and report. Oh, and give me the car keys."
Wen Miyan agreed.
Shi Can wheeled Lin Zhuyue through the corridor back to the imaging department. He took the barcoded film bag and scanned it on the barcode reader. Soon, the machine displayed that the film and report were being printed.
The film took about 120 seconds to print. After the film came out, the A4-printed report was spit out very smoothly. Shi Can took a look at the report, breathed a sigh of relief, and stuffed the report into Lin Zhuyue's hand, then put the film back into the bag.
Lin Zhuyue looked at the report——
The report showed that every bone in her upper body was intact, with no fractures or cracks, and her internal organs were not injured. She was very healthy.
Shi Chan pushes her to find a doctor.
After reading the report, the doctor carefully reviewed the CT film again. He handed the report and film back to Shi Can:
"There's nothing wrong with the bones. If you can move your limbs, there's nothing wrong with your nerves. Just rest for a while and you'll be fine. I'll prescribe some medicine, and the pharmacy will tell you how to take it."
Shi Chan made a request at the right time:
"Please give me more prescriptions. We're going to a place with a lot of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so we might not be able to get the right Western medicine. If she can't get the prescription herself, she can use my ID card to get it."
The doctor still helped them.
Shi Can put away the film and report, thanked the doctor, and pushed Lin Zhuyue to the emergency pharmacy to get medicine.
Four boxes of oral medication and two sets of two bottles of spray.
Shi Can placed the plastic bag containing the medicine and instructions in Lin Zhuyue's arms and asked her to hold it first. He did not return to the emergency room, but instead pushed Lin Zhuyue to the entrance of the emergency building to return the rented wheelchair. He then carried Lin Zhuyue on his back to find his car and stuffed her into the passenger seat.
Shi Chan sat in the driver's seat and adjusted the seat to his most comfortable position.
After a while, Wen Miyan came.
Wen Miyan sat in the back seat and asked:
"Is the inspection okay?"
"No problem, just keep it for a while."
Shi Chan put the car into gear and backed out of the parking space.
"But I won't dare leave my partner to you two anymore. I almost lost my job. Wen Miyan, your parking is really terrible. One car takes up 1.3 parking spaces. If there is a shortage of parking spaces during the day, you can expect to be scolded for being unethical."
Wen Miyan laughed and said:
"Maybe they'll scold the car owner - a dead rich bastard, a nouveau riche, a person with no manners."
Shi Chan honked his horn and retorted:
"Don't be complacent. Next time I'll definitely drive your car out and park it sideways in two parking spaces."
"Okay, you drive. I'll find you a go-kart. You can drive it however you want."
Wen Miyan threw the file bag aside.
"Wang Zimei and Xu Zhou have already signed confidentiality agreements. The families of the two parties involved have arrived. They can handle the rest of the matter on their own."
"Ye Yangjia has already packed up and is waiting outside the community gate. We can go pick him up and go back to Tiancheng directly."
Shi Can drove to Taohuajian. He put the Bluetooth headset on his ear with one hand, looked through his phone address book, and called "Shi Yingshao":
"Hey, Dad, can you help me buy a better wheelchair?"
"I need it urgently. If you buy it, I can get it to Tiancheng today. I have to go through the review process, which will take at least three days."
"My leg isn't broken, and I haven't suffered any other injuries. It's my partner who's injured."
"It feels a bit serious, but the doctor said it's okay and I just need to take care of it for a while."
"Okay, I'm driving. I'll hang up first."
As soon as Shi Chan hung up, another call came in on his phone, and the name displayed was "Cui Yi." As if he had some concerns, Shi Chan pulled over to the side of the road, opened the door, and got out with his phone.
Wen Miyan smiled and said, "It's his mother."
"Take him home to recover?"
Shi Can rubbed his forehead and said,
"Don't be ridiculous. It's definitely better to send her to the Wen family. Our nanny is on leave, and there's no woman in the family at home. How am I supposed to apply medicine to a girl?"
"Huh? You want to go home? Mom, calm down. Aren't you and my dad on a long-term mission? Hello?"
Shi Can looked at the words "communication ended" on his phone, and his vision went dark, and he almost fell down.
Ever since Lin Zhuyue came to Tiancheng and Shi Can got a new partner, Ms. Cui has been obsessed with the couple.
Ms. Cui didn't care whether Shican's partner's surname was Lin or Ling, and she didn't care how ridiculous or legal the marriage contract was before either of them was conceived. She just started to instigate it in a hurry.
Shi Can had recently begun to wonder if the Ling family's child, if it was a boy, would his mother be able to pack him up and send him to Europe to get married. But it was most likely not a boy. Someone with a lot of experience had calculated for Shi Yingshao and his teammates and said the two families would have one boy and one girl.
Shi Can waited by the car for a long time before opening the door and getting back in.
Wen Miyan asked, "Auntie, are you going home?"
"Let's see if my dad can hold her back."
Shi Can seemed to have experienced some setbacks. He started the car tiredly and said to Wen Mi Yan,
"After returning to Tiancheng, can you take Lin Zhuyue to your home to recuperate?"
Wen Miyan readily agreed: "No problem."
Wen Miyan turned to Lin Zhuyue:
"I'm sorry, Zhuyue. I left you at that time and gave the little ghost the opportunity to attack you, which led to your injury. I really feel guilty. Give me a chance to apologize, okay?"
"Huh? No, I wasn't paying attention and went to the balcony alone. Otherwise, nothing would have happened."
Lin Zhuyue wanted to turn his head, but was fixed by the seat belt.
"Um...thank you? Thank you for letting me stay at your house to recuperate."
Both girls were good at playing straight balls and reached an agreement in just a few words.
"Shouldn't we eat high-calorie foods?"
Wen Miyan sat in the back seat, sending messages on her phone.
"I'll ask the family to make some light food."
"The doctor didn't say. Look it up online."
Shi Can turned on the car music and said,
"You can ask my chef to prepare it and send it over. Although I'm recovering at your house, my mom will definitely punish me if I don't take care of it."
They soon arrived at Taohuajian.
Ye Yangjia was standing at the entrance of the community carrying three big bags of things.
Shi Can looked at the things in Ye Yangjia's hand with disdain. He opened the trunk, laid out a waterproof mat, and said in despair:
"I have to ask the Spiritual Master's Mansion to pay for the car wash when I get back."
"I also want the Spiritual Master's Mansion to pay for my bath."
Ye Yangjia rolled his eyes, picked up the hand sanitizer and rubbed his hands several times, almost rubbing the skin off.
"Change your car, buddy. Even if your workers clean it, you will always feel that it is not clean."
Shi Can: “…”
That's right, it's hard to think of a car as clean when you think about the things it's been carrying.
Ultimately, the victim was too outrageous.
Shi Chan closed the trunk and complained:
"How could anyone keep something like this in their home for five years? If anyone brings this thing to my house, I'll throw them out, along with the item and the person."
When Shi Can returned to the car, Lin Zhuyue had already fallen asleep in the passenger seat. The girl's head tilted, her thick eyelashes casting a small shadow on the fair skin beneath her eyes, her face peaceful as she slept. This night, with the injuries and the awakening of her spiritual power, Lin Zhuyue's physical strength had been completely depleted.
Shi Can reached out to turn off the car music. Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia didn't want to disturb Lin Zhuyue, so they didn't speak all the way and chatted via text messages on their mobile phones.
And Lin Zhuyue had a dream.
She dreamed of a child, about three or four years old, with beautiful features, but his face and lips were too pale, as if he had some kind of blood disease. His clothes were cool, so he must be a boy.
There were many children of similar age surrounding him. They were laughing loudly and speaking in a jumbled language, which should be some foreign language, but Lin Zhuyue understood it.
"You don't have a mother. Everyone has a mother, except you."
"I have a mother..."
The boy tried to defend himself.
"I have my mom's, but she went to a place far away... That's what Dad said."
A very strong child stood up:
"Nonsense! Your father lied to you. It must be because you're sick, and the treatment costs a lot of money, and it can't be cured, so your mother doesn't want you anymore! Don't you agree?"
The children said in unison: "Yes!"
The children laughed again, their laughter becoming more and more unbridled. The laughter was like the threat of a demon, surrounding the boy and lingering for a long time.
The boy had tears in his eyes, but he was trying hard not to cry. However, his pale face flushed, and he actually felt a little angry. He raised his head and glared at the strong boy, charging at him like a calf.
"Don't come over here!"
The strong children retreated again and again,
"Don't give me your disease!"
The other children also ran away in all directions, making a lot of noise.
"My disease is not contagious!"
The boy threw the other person down.
"My mother didn't abandon me!"
The two children were much stronger than each other. The stronger child was very angry after being pushed down and punched twice. He quickly turned over and pinned the boy to the ground, sat on him, and punched him in the face again and again. The boy frantically tried to block with his hands, but two punches still landed on his nose.
A trace of crimson flowed from his nose.
The strong boy finally calmed down when he saw the blood. Fearing that he would be blamed by the adults, he stood up and turned to run away.
The boy sat up and lowered his head, his nose blood dripping onto his pants. He ignored the unstoppable nosebleed and covered his face with his hands, sobbing and crying.
The scene changed, and the boy grew a little bigger, but he became weaker and paler. He was lying on a white hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask, looking at the snow-white ceiling.
In the office across from the ward, the doctor was talking to a man. Just by looking at the man's face, it was clear that he and the boy were related by blood.
"Your son's condition can no longer be delayed."
The doctor handed the report to the man and said,
"Our original plan was to wait until the child was older before performing a bone marrow transplant. However, his condition has progressed too rapidly, and there's no other way to improve his condition except a bone marrow transplant. Your bone marrow is a perfect match with your son's, so a bone marrow transplant is the best option."
"However, bone marrow transplantation also carries significant risks. Even with the best postoperative care, the child may still die from rejection."
The man took the report and said dejectedly:
"I'll...think about it."
He quickly put away his worried look, walked into the ward with a lunch box, scooped up the soft noodles with a spoon, and fed them to his son.
"dad……"
The boy's eyes slowly opened and closed, and he said weakly,
"I dreamed of my mother... She said she turned into a star and asked if I wanted to join her... We would shine in the night, forever and ever, to illuminate Dad."
"no!"
The man knocked his lunch box heavily on the table and said,
"You can't turn into a star. You can't be with mom. Please, daddy really, really has nothing left except you."
The man hugged his son, but because of the boy's frightening medical report, he hugged him gently and did not dare to use any force at all.
"Stay..."
The man asked pleadingly,
"Stay, okay?"
The boy seemed to sense his father's sadness. He raised his hands, hugged his father back, and said:
"good……"
The picture of hugging was broken.
A car stopped in the suburbs and a man was dragged out of the car. He was tied with a rope at the ankle and hung upside down on a tree.
He was originally taking medicine and injections in the hospital to recuperate for a subsequent bone marrow transplant, but these people broke into the hospital, dragged him out, and took him all the way to the suburbs.
"Please, please let me go. My son is going to have a bone marrow transplant the day after tomorrow!"
He begged humbly,
"He's already been through extensive chemotherapy. He'll die without a transplant!"
"Your son is not my son."
A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, a shirt and shorts was holding a cigarette. He took out the cigarette, blew it on the face of the man who was hanging upside down, and said,
"What does his bone marrow transplant have to do with me? I only know that you owe me money and don't pay it back."
The man struggled:
"I will pay you back! I will definitely pay you back! If you kill me, you won't get the money back!"
"Hey, are you threatening me?"
The middle-aged man looked at the younger brother holding the beer bottle.
"Show him some color!"
The younger brother picked up the beer bottle and swung it hard at the man's head.
Crash——!
The bottle broke.
At the same time, something else seemed to be broken.
The man's death in the suburbs was discovered the next day, making headlines.
All the relevant information about him was reported soon.
He once had a wife who died of amniotic fluid embolism during childbirth, leaving behind only their child. His wife was an orphan, and almost all of his family had passed away. The boy he left behind was his only remaining relative.
Sadly, not long after the boy was born, he was diagnosed with aplastic anemia. The man worked while raising the child, but his salary was meager compared to the child's medical expenses. He lacked the ability or energy to increase his income, so he resorted to borrowing money. He was subsequently murdered in retaliation for his inability to repay the loan.
The man's children also attracted people's attention.
To prevent his body from rejecting the transplanted bone marrow, the boy underwent extensive chemotherapy, which almost destroyed all of his immune function. He could only be saved if the bone marrow transplant was successful and his hematopoietic stem cells began to produce new blood.
But the father had passed away, and it was too late to find a matching donor, so the boy could only die with regret.
The boy did not attain rebirth after his death.
His soul remains in the world.
Because Dad once said, "Stay, okay?"
And he said, "Okay."
He had promised his father, and he couldn't go back on his word.
But where did Dad go?
His soul wandered for a long, long time, looking for his father everywhere at night and hiding in the dark during the day.
Until one day, he met a master in black.
The black-clad master asked him, "What do you want, child?"
"I want Daddy."
The boy paused and continued,
"I still want my mom."
The black-robed master held out his hand to him:
"Come to me, and I will grant your wish."
The black-clad master fashioned a lovely little statue from ashes, grave soil, and liver—a doll in blue pants. He sealed the statue in a plastic shell and infused it with corpse oil. Using magic, he allowed the long-lost soul to inhabit the statue and placed it on the altar. Day after day, he offered sacrifices and chanted incantations, nurturing the soul within the statue.
"Look, honey, this little baby is so cute."
Wei Chenggong held up the little ghost statue and said,
"It is said that his life story was very tragic. If he had not been taken in by the master, he would have been wandering the world and being bullied by other ghosts."
Wang Zimei is a little scared, but also a little excited:
"I also think this child is the cutest, but will there really be no problems?"
The tour guide reassured Wang Zimei and said:
"A child is like a blank piece of paper. How they become depends entirely on how their parents educate them. Treat them well and don't harbor evil thoughts. They will surely achieve good results in the future and repay you well."
Wang Zimei shook her head and said:
"There's no need to repay him, I just felt sorry for him and wanted to help him."
"Then let's take him home."
"Let's give him a name. What should we call him? Xiaomian?"
"Xiaomi, Xiaomian, we will be your parents from now on. We must get along well with each other. Please give us your guidance in the future."
Xiao Mian stood between the couple who couldn't see him. He was a little confused and thought:
It turns out that what the master said was true, and I can really find my parents.
…
The dream scene gradually faded away.
Lin Zhuyue did not wake up. Tears had accumulated in her eyes without her knowing when. There were too many tears to be held back by her closed eyelids. They flowed out of her eye sockets and turned into two teardrops that fell down.
"Why are you crying in your sleep?"
Shi Can took out two sheets of cream tissue and rubbed them roughly on Lin Zhuyue's face.
It was already getting light.
They have returned to Celestial City.
Shi Can parked the car in front of the Wen family's house, opened the passenger seat, unbuckled Lin Zhuyue's seat belt, carried the girl out of the car, and walked into the mansion.
After all this trouble, Lin Zhuyue's already painful back became even more uncomfortable, and he finally opened his eyes.
"It's okay, go back to sleep."
Shi Can held Lin Zhuyue in his arms and followed Wen Miyan upstairs.
"I'm giving you a day off today. You don't have to go to class."
Lin Zhuyue closed his eyes and soon fell asleep again.
After placing Lin Zhuyue in the guest room, Wen Miyan and Shi Can went downstairs together and returned to the car. They had to deal with the ghost statue and Yin card in the trunk.
Moreover, Wen Miyan and Ye Yangjia seemed to have something to say.
Ye Yangjia took a deep breath and said:
"Shi Can, Lin Zhuyue's spiritual weapon is more than just the Ukiyo-e scroll."
Shi Can frowned: "More than that? What else?"
"Amber Fire."
Wen Miyan nodded and said,
"It's the legendary extremely yang fire that the ancestor used to refine pills and can refine all medicinal herbs."
Shi Can pondered for a moment and asked:
"Are you sure it's not something recorded in the Ukiyo-e scroll? After all, it's a hereditary spiritual weapon. Perhaps it's also the Golden Amber Fire recorded in the Ukiyo-e scroll by our ancestors."
Wen Miyan shook her head and replied:
"I can see clearly that the golden amber fire did not emerge from the ukiyo-e scroll, but rather transformed into the ukiyo-e scroll, as if it were a different form of a spiritual weapon."
Shi Chan was thinking.
If Golden Amber Fire is also a spiritual weapon, it would be very strange...
There have been spiritual masters whose spiritual weapons took the form of flames in history, but none whose flames were Golden Amber Fire. Furthermore, Golden Amber Fire, being an extremely yang fire, would be strange to see on a girl. The flames that would appear on a girl should be either Glazed Fire or Nine Treasures Fire.
Ye Yangjia asked: "Genius, do you have any idea?"
"I have no idea about Lingwu."
Shi Can drove to the Spiritual Master's Mansion and said,
"But I have some idea of how to falsify the mission report. If it goes well, this will be a permanent solution."
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