Chapter 91: Tell a lie, and then you need to cover up more lies
"Thank you for risking your life to save me."
Lin Zhuyue couldn't adapt to the slightly spicy food in Meishui City. The spicy pickled fish rice noodles made her throat hurt. She reached for the mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and took two sips. After she recovered a little, she said,
"But if you tell a lie, you'll have to cover up more lies."
Even if she told her grandparents that she had a boyfriend, the two old people would not tolerate it. They would arrange a meeting with Shican's parents to discuss engagement, family interests and even the future marriage.
Shi Chan accompanied her in a lie, but what about the subsequent lies? When the matter truly concerned his marriage, how would he cover up the lie? Lies were bound to be exposed sooner or later.
Shi Can said, "Then make up for the lie."
Lin Zhuyue nearly dropped the bottle of water in her hand. She swallowed hard and tightened the cap on the bottle. She retreated with the chair, stood up, and walked towards Shi Can. She placed one hand on Shi Can's forehead and touched her own with the other.
Lin Zhuyue said uncertainly:
"...You seem to have a fever."
"Yeah, I guess I have a fever."
Shi Chan responded calmly,
"After I finish eating the rice noodles, I'll go take some fever-reducing medicine."
Neither of them mentioned the matter again, quietly eating their rice noodles. Afterwards, they cleaned up the table and began to sort out the equipment they had brought from Tiancheng.
At ten o'clock in the evening, they set out from the hotel on time and headed to the hospital where Shi Tianjiao worked.
Shi Tianjiao works in the neurology department, which treats patients with various cerebral infarctions all year round.
Although the patients’ conditions may be mild, serious ones are also common, including those who are unable to eat and those who are paralyzed... Some patients may suddenly fall and die just by going to the toilet or walking in the corridor.
It is precisely for this reason that there are many dead souls wandering in the Department of Neurology.
The more ghosts there are, the more supernatural reactions there are. In this case, the compass is often not very useful.
Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can could only use the crude method to find the patient. They had to open the door of each ward one by one to check. Not only the ward, but also the duty room, the pharmacy, the floor toilet and the water room.
This method would be difficult to implement without the cooperation of medical staff.
So Shi Chan contacted the hospital in advance, and the hospital had discussed with the neurology department. The head nurse would lead the trainee psychics to explore the entire floor as much as possible.
Both the hospital leadership and the medical staff in the department were worried that the strange thing that happened to Shi Tianjiao would happen to someone else. It would be fine if it was just a minor incident, but what happened to Shi Tianjiao was deadly.
When Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can arrived at the neurology ward, the nurses on duty at the front desk gathered together, seemingly worried about something.
"Bed seven's needle is bulging again."
The nurse named Xia Song, who had a name tag on her chest, said,
"His veins are fine, and the indwelling needle isn't likely to bulge out that easily. Xiao Song did the first shot, I did the second, and I was afraid the third shot would bulge out again, so I called Sister Bai from the cardiovascular department downstairs to do it. With Sister Bai's skills...how could it bulge out?"
"I don't even dare to get the needle."
Chen Zhao placed the needle on the mobile nursing cart and said,
"I called Sister Cheng. She'll be here soon. Don't worry, she's never failed."
Shi Can, carrying a heavy tool bag, sat on the high chair at the front desk, propped up his face with one hand, and asked:
"Have you taken the patient's pulse?"
The nurses looked at him in confusion.
What is the relationship between acupuncture and pulse diagnosis?
"Go and check the pulse."
Shi Can reminded with a faint smile in his eyes,
"If it's as expected, the pulse should be quite weak."
When Chen Zhao first came to the hospital, she was still a very firm scientist. But after staying in the hospital for a long time, she had seen some strange things and miracles happening to patients, as well as what happened to her colleagues. Although she still didn't believe it when she encountered these things, she would choose to give it a try.
Chen Zhao took the initiative and said, "I'll go to the ward to take a look."
After saying that, Chen Zhao went to the ward where bed seven was located.
The nurses who stayed at the front desk talked to Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can.
"You are the spiritual masters?"
Xia Song asked curiously,
"How do you know Bed 7's pulse is weak? Is the spiritual master the kind of person who can know everything by closing his eyes and pinching his fingers?"
"How can it be so magical? It's just the result of experience."
Shi Can took out his ID, took the ID that Lin Zhuyue handed over, and handed them both to Xia Song so that she could register.
"But I do have a classmate like this, someone who can tell fortunes and is like a demigod."
I don't know if it's his Shandong ancestry that's responsible for Shi Can's obsession with the erhua sound; even if it sounds like "half-fairy goose," he'll still say it. But recently, under the influence of Lin Zhuyue, a northerner, his erhua has become much more standard.
Chen Zhao hurried out of the ward and said:
"The patient in bed seven has no pulse on the hand receiving the acupuncture treatment, but the hand without the acupuncture treatment has a pulse, but it's very weak. What should I do?"
Shi Can said, "Take me there to have a look."
Chen Zhao nodded: "Okay."
Lin Zhuyue didn't follow. She sat at the front desk waiting.
"He's so handsome."
Xia Song handed the certificate back to Lin Zhuyue and said,
"If he wasn't a spiritual master, I would have asked for his phone number... Uh, I'm not saying spiritual masters are bad, it's just, it's just..."
Xia Song realized that he had said the wrong thing and was trying his best to make amends.
"It's hard to accept, isn't it?"
Lin Zhuyue put away the documents and said,
"After all, the worldview is completely different."
Xia Song clapped his hands: "Ah, yes, that's it."
About five minutes later, Shi Can and Chen Zhao came back.
Chen Zhao said with a look of surprise on his face:
"The pulse has picked up. According to the young master, acupuncture should be fine. But I'm still hesitant to do it. Let's wait for Sister Cheng to come. If I continue to push for acupuncture, I'm afraid the family members will be angry."
Xia Song suggested: "Then let's take the young masters to 'rounds' first."
The twenty-third floor of the ward building had been cleared by Kunlun Academy's spiritualists, so there weren't many ghosts lingering there. Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can checked every ward, guiding any ghosts they encountered outside and collecting them in their Bagua bags. But even after completing their search of the entire twenty-third floor, they still hadn't encountered the ghost cultivator in the black Taoist robes.
But it's not completely without gain.
They discovered a supernatural reaction in the fire escape. The supernatural reaction was very obvious and must have come from a fierce ghost. The staircase where they discovered the supernatural reaction happened to be the place where Shi Tianjiao was pushed and fell.
But that ghost cultivator is not here.
Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can said goodbye to the nurses and went to the dormitory on the north side of the ward building.
The dormitory wasn't big, only about ten square meters at most, but it had a kitchen, bathroom, and balcony, so it was fully equipped. Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can found traces of something mysterious on the bed, but unfortunately, the ghost cultivator wasn't there either.
Finally, they went to Shi Tianjiao's rental house.
The rental house was in an apartment complex not far from the hospital, built only a few years ago. Since there were no schools, train stations, or other amenities nearby, other than a small hospital, the property was difficult to sell, so the real estate developer opted to rent it out.
The apartment is very clean and has almost no gloomy feeling.
Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can took the elevator to the eighteenth floor. After getting out, they walked a short distance west and stopped in front of the door with the number 1805. They took out the key Shi Tianjiao had given them and opened the door to enter.
As soon as he entered the house, Lin Zhuyue felt very uncomfortable.
The room was filled with a sinister aura and a strong murderous aura, the two mixed together, making it difficult to breathe.
Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can turned on the ceiling light, looked around, and found the source of the murderous aura——
On the cabinet below the TV, three lightning-struck jujube wood daggers were held up by wooden frames, arranged in a triangle. In the middle of the triangle sat a burnt-out butter candle.
Lin Zhuyue put on gloves and took out the wooden sword.
There was a spell engraved on the wooden sword, but the spell had been worn away and part of it had become blurred.
"This wooden sword is the signature weapon of the Kunlun Qi family. It's renowned for its potent murderous aura and protection from demons and evil spirits. However, it's not suitable for display in residential areas. While its murderous aura can ward off demons and spirits, it can also be very harmful to the human body. If anyone living in this house becomes pregnant, the pregnancy will end within two months."
Shi Can took the wooden sword from Lin Zhuyue. He looked solemn as he stroked the worn spell on the sword and said,
"What's even more surprising is that even with something like this placed in the room, that ghost cultivator was able to come in and cause trouble, and even destroyed the spell on the sword like this."
Shi Chan took out a yellow velvet cloth from his bag and rolled the wooden sword in it. This kind of thing cannot be thrown away casually, it must be taken back to Tiancheng for processing.
There are other things in the house that can ward off evil spirits.
Lin Zhuyue picked up a piece of talisman paper from the ground. The talisman paper was originally pasted on the wall, but for some reason it fell off and half of it was burned.
Lin Zhuyue held the talisman paper and walked towards the bed.
"Something must have come here not long ago."
Lin Zhuyue picked up the talisman paper from the bedside. There was still sparks on the talisman paper. She handed the talisman paper to Shi Can and said,
"Maybe it's that ghost cultivator. After all, there aren't many things capable of entering this house and causing trouble."
Shi Chan reached out to take the talisman paper.
At this moment, Lin Zhuyue suddenly felt as if she was electrocuted, and she turned her head sharply to look at the window.
Lin Zhuyue ran straight to the window and looked downstairs.
In the green belt downstairs, a translucent figure in a black Taoist robe looked up. On his face, as pale and hard as marble, his dark eyes stared straight at Lin Zhuyue.
Lin Zhuyue's heart was beating fast.
Even from such a distance, she could sense the terrifying nature of the gloomy energy. It was like a dark, gloomy summer cloud, threatening to crush the entire city.
The next moment, the evil ghost staring at this place suddenly dissipated into black mist and floated away with the night wind.
Shi Can stood beside Lin Zhuyue and pondered:
"He ran so fast, either he was afraid of the two of us, or he had no interest in us."
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