Super détecteur de fantômes

Chapitre 67

After changing his clothes and having a hearty meal, the uncle patted his belly contentedly.

Shen Zhili tentatively asked, "Do you still remember things from before? Like... who are you?"

The middle-aged man replied simply, "I don't remember."

Shen Zhili probed indirectly, "So what are your plans for the future?"

Uncle: "I have no plans."

Shen Zhili: "Don't you have any plans at all?"

The man said, "No." A smile appeared on his terrifying face again. "I'm very satisfied with my life now... I plan to continue living like this."

Shen Zhili said expressionlessly, "Do you even know that you're eating my food, living in my house, and sleeping in my place... and you haven't paid a single tael of silver yet..."

The middle-aged man nodded to indicate that he understood, and chuckled, "Young lady... you know I'm currently penniless, otherwise I'll sell myself to you."

Looking at that face twisted in a smile, Shen Zhili's lips twitched.

...Who would want you if you sold yourself?! Would they buy you to be a guardian spirit?

Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"Valley Master Shen, Valley Master Shen, are you there?"

Since no one had knocked on the door for so long, Shen Zhili hesitated for a moment before letting Dieyi open it.

The young man who walked in was dressed in a moon-white robe. He was handsome and tall, with a face full of righteousness, and it was clear at a glance that he came from a prestigious and upright family.

Shen Zhili: "Young Master Du, what brings you here?"

Du Yizhi was startled when he entered the house and saw the uncle's face, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "My master has been in a coma for another day after taking the medicine prescribed by Valley Master Shen. I just wanted to ask when my master will be able to wake up?"

This was her duty, and Shen Zhili quickly replied, "Your master's injuries are quite serious. I have already treated his injuries. If they do not worsen, he should be out of danger. Sleeping more will help him recover. As long as you give him his medicine regularly every day, it will be fine."

Du Yizhi blushed slightly and cupped his hands, saying, "I was too impatient and have disturbed Valley Master Shen."

Since the other party was so polite, Shen Zhili couldn't be impolite either: "It's alright, I understand Young Master Du's concern for his master."

Just as Du Yizhi was about to continue being polite, Shen Zhili suddenly placed her hand on his pulse. Du Yizhi blushed, but Shen Zhili had already withdrawn her hand and quickly wrote a prescription on a piece of paper, handing it to Du Yizhi: "Take the medicine according to this prescription, boil three bowls of it into one dose, and take it twice a day..."

Du Yizhi was puzzled.

Shen Zhili kindly explained, "Young Master Du has too much liver fire, so I'm prescribing some medicine to reduce it... Have you been coughing, having trouble sleeping, experiencing dry mouth and throat, or constipation these past few days...?"

Before Shen Zhili could finish speaking, Du Yizhi quickly interrupted her, her face already flushed red. She thanked her and quickly slipped away.

Shen Zhili was confused.

The middle-aged man next to Shen Zhili nudged her, grinning mischievously: "Little girl, haha, you scared that young man away... What kind of girl talks to a man about relieving liver fire and constipation..."

Shen Zhili said expressionlessly, "I am a doctor."

"Not bad, young lady..." The uncle chuckled wickedly, stroking his chin. "Including the two young men I met last time, this is the third one now. I never thought you'd be a femme fatale instead of a stunning beauty... I think all these young men are quite good-looking, with regular features and good temperament. Of course, the one who catches my eye the most is the young man who dared to hold you in his arms in public. He's really my type..."

Shen Zhili's gaze was complicated: "You're not young anymore, what are you thinking about..."

The middle-aged man chuckled and continued stroking his chin: "Of course, when people are well-fed and clothed, they think of lustful desires... Gossiping occasionally is part of the fun in life."

Shen Zhili: "Dieyi".

Dieyi, her eyes gleaming with embarrassment, awaited her orders: "Miss!"

Shen Zhili glared at him: "Throw him out! We don't keep idlers in this valley!"

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However, after being idle for less than a day, the uncle, who had just recovered from his injury, also joined the ranks of those taking care of patients.

More and more patients were being brought in... At first, they were just disciples from various sects, but then more ordinary people gradually entered the valley.

Even though these ordinary people were only treated by other doctors in the valley, Shen Zhili still felt...very uncomfortable...

She had seen those injuries.

The Demonic Cult is known for its insidious and vicious techniques. Once struck, the most likely outcome is severe injury, and those injuries often last a lifetime.

He was injured by the poisonous palm, his entire chest was blackened, and most of his internal organs were shattered...

Some had their arms and legs severed, leaving only mangled remains that screamed in agony...

Some were beaten so badly their flesh was mangled and torn apart...

Shen Zhili's mood turned heavy, and she finally couldn't help but ask Lei Ying, who had just entered the valley. Lei Ying remained silent for a long time, his dark eyes revealing no emotion, before saying, "...I just received the news. The Demonic Sect Leader is old and about to pass away without leaving any heirs. Therefore, whoever makes the greatest contribution in the siege of the righteous sects among his two protectors and four Dharma Kings is most likely to inherit the position of Demonic Sect Leader...So this rampage is inevitable."

Shen Zhili: "Then how can we stop it?"

Without hesitation, Raikage uttered four words: "Destroy the Demonic Cult."

Shen Zhili paused for a moment: "Is only Su Chenche capable of destroying the Demonic Sect?"

Lei Ying said, "Of course not, but only the Twelve Nights Society will destroy the Demonic Sect no matter the cost." He added, "Now that the Demonic Sect is in internal strife, it is the best time to eliminate it."

...That is, the best time to get rid of Su Chenche.

Shen Zhili pursed her lips: "I understand."

Three days later.

Shen Zhili walked out of the pharmacy, holding a blue brocade box in her hands.

Raikage, sword in hand, leaned against a pillar and waited outside the door: "Ready?"

Shen Zhili looked slightly tired as he opened the brocade box. Inside was a pill that shimmered with light, its color dazzling and mottled, as if it were a mixture of emotions and desires.

The Raikage glanced at it and finally said, "This is it..."

He didn't take it, but asked, "Is this for the master, or for you...?"

Shen Zhili closed the box lid: "I'll go then." She smiled, "While Su Chenche is currently deeply in love with me and listens to my every word."

"Knowing separation."

Shen Zhili turned around and said, "Yes, I'm here."

Su Chenche blinked, his tone aggrieved: "...You've been so busy these past few days, you've spent more time seeing that guy surnamed Du than I have."

Shen Zhili nodded: "There's no other way, there are too many patients in the valley..."

"But I'm still very happy to hear that you called me here." Su Chenche smiled warmly, his eyes crinkling. "This proves that you still care about me, right, Zhili?"

Shen Zhili nodded.

Su Chenche was stunned for a moment: "...You nodded."

Shen Zhili chuckled: "Can't I nod? I'm thinking of you."

Before she could finish speaking, she was already in Su Chenche's arms, and a deep, gentle voice came from beside her ear: "Zhili, I'm so happy."

After only a moment's pause, Shen Zhili turned around and hugged Su Chenche.

His arms tightened around Shen Zhili, as if he wanted to meld her into his body: "Zhili, actually, that day your senior brother said..."

Shen Zhili interrupted him, "Don't talk about this yet." Pushing Su Chenche aside, Shen Zhili took a plate from the table behind her and said apologetically, "Try it for me."

The plate was still steaming, and it contained several oddly shaped shrimp balls.

Su Chenche blinked: "Zhi Li... did I make this for myself?"

Shen Zhili: "No!... I just made it for fun, it's fine if you don't want to eat it..."

"Eat!" Su Chenche snatched the plate, his amber eyes narrowing with satisfaction, like a child who had received a beloved toy. He stuffed a piece into his mouth, but soon... his face turned green.

Shen Zhili tentatively asked, "Is it not good? If it's not good, give it back to me..."

Su Chenche swallowed with difficulty: "Delicious." As if to prove it, he quickly stuffed another one in.

Shen Zhili handed Su Chenche a glass of water, which Su Chenche gulped down in two gulps and then quickly devoured all the shrimp balls. He then showed the plate to Shen Zhili and said, "I'm done eating!"

Her bright eyes blinked, as if waiting for Shen Zhili's praise.

Shen Zhili smiled slightly, a faint sadness rising in her eyes, and said softly, "Fool."

Su Chenche's fingertips brushed Shen Zhili's forehead hair, his voice was very pleasant: "For my Zhili, it doesn't matter if I act like a fool."

Chapter 55

The moment Su Chenche finished speaking, Shen Zhili felt a strange pang of sadness, as if some uncontrollable emotion was about to burst from her chest.

She wanted to speak, but choked up and didn't know what to say.

Su Chenche kissed her forehead lightly and gently, his eyes filled with lingering tenderness and unparalleled affection.

She didn't know who the fool was.

All we can do now is wait.

"Divine doctor... my leg has been poisoned by the demonic sect's poisonous palm strike, is it beyond repair?"

Shen Zhili accurately inserted several silver needles into the acupoints, and a thick, dark venom oozed out. After wiping her hands with a damp cloth, she said, "That's not true. I will cure you."

His voice was firm and carried a convincing power.

After leaving the courtyard, Shen Zhili went around to the other side and bumped into a young man coming towards her.

Du Yizhi was overjoyed: "Valley Master Shen, my master has regained consciousness."

Shen Zhili smiled and said, "Now that you're awake, you should be alright."

Du Yizhi paused, seemingly a little uneasy: "Valley Master Shen... um, I have a favor to ask, I don't know..."

Generally, the appearance of such a statement is never a good thing.

"I would like to learn medicine from Master Shen. Is that possible? I won't bother you for too long; a few months of instruction will suffice..."

really……

Shen Zhili said helplessly, "Young Master Du, let's not even talk about whether I have time to teach you right now... What do you expect to learn in a few months, and what use would it be? It would be better to use that Spring Water Sword to save the Demonic Sect from killing a few more people."

"The young physician who cared for Master said that if Master had arrived any later, even Hua Tuo himself might not have been able to save him." Du Yizhi stared intently at her. "Therefore... my mind is made up, Valley Master Shen, there's no need for further words..."

Shen Zhili: "My mind is made up. Turn left when you leave, and don't bother seeing me off."

Seeing Shen Zhili about to leave, Du Yizhi grabbed Shen Zhili's sleeve, turned his slightly flushed face, placed a stack of silver notes in Shen Zhili's hand, and stammered, "...Really, is it not okay?"

Shen Zhili: "..."

How come you all know how to use this trick?!