Chapter 9: Vengeful Spirit
Listening to Cong Cong's nonsense, Manager Liu's wife was both heartbroken and perplexed. As far as she was concerned, at least for now, she hadn't encountered such a condition. "Master Qin, you listen, it's like this!"
Qin Feng quickly entered the ward, at this time there were not only Cong Cong and Manager Liu in the ward, but also a fat doctor wearing a white coat, who must be Cong Cong's uncle.
"Master Qin, you've finally arrived!" Manager Liu rushed up to him as soon as he entered the door.
Qin Feng came to the bedside, looking at Cong Cong, a child who had suffered from being bumped and bruised since he was ** years old. He felt pity for him in his heart, so he carefully looked at Cong Cong's pale and lifeless appearance, his eyes dull and listless. Then, plucking up his courage, he loudly scolded Cong Cong: "What kind of person are you?"
Qin Feng knew that the vengeful spirit had taken over Cong Cong's consciousness, so he asked this.
"Little Qin master, he is my son Cong Cong!" But Manager Liu and his family members did not understand.
At this time, the white coat standing next to Manager Liu looked puzzled and saw Qin Feng's attitude towards his patient, so he quickly stepped forward and asked: "Who are you?"
"I am Master Liu's invited master!" Qin Feng replied vaguely.
"Ah, right, my uncle, this is a master I've invited from the funeral home. He's got some skills, so let him give it a try!" Liu Manager's wife hastily explained to the man in the white coat.
"What nonsense! In this day and age, how can you still believe in such feudal superstitions?! No wonder Congcong is like that!" Bai Dabiao scolded, starting to educate Liu Manager's wife. At first, Liu Manager didn't believe in these things either, but now he had no choice but to believe. "Alright, big brother, just let him try it out, if it doesn't work then we'll talk about it later!"
Qin Feng had wanted to argue with them, but Cong Cong suddenly answered Qin Feng's question, startling Qin Feng and Lin Yu Chen: "Who are you, daring to ask about my Dao!?"
It seems Qin Feng's guess was correct, Cong Cong really did get into an accident.
"Ah-ah! I'm your mom, what's wrong with you?" Apparently, Manager Liu's wife still didn't know that the person who had been possessed by the vengeful spirit would generally exhibit symptoms of anxiety and confusion, speaking nonsense, sometimes even crying and laughing uncontrollably, losing their mind. She thought that Ah-ah was still Ah-ah, but in reality, he had already been taken over by the vengeful spirit.
"Master Qin, what's going on here?" Manager Liu was shocked by the scene just now, he never thought that his own child would make such a strange and eerie sound.
"It's a vengeful spirit! Your child was indeed killed by a carriage, and it seems to be the same vengeful spirit as Liu the old man!"
"...can you cure it?" Manager Liu didn't want to know too much about these questions, but was most concerned about whether Cong Cong's illness could be saved.
As for treating the crash guest, Qin Feng naturally had a way. He turned his head to look at Cong Cong and then shouted loudly: "You dare to run onto someone's body, I advise you to go back where you came from, otherwise I'll get rid of you!" In fact, Qin Feng was also uncertain, saying this on the one hand was purely to boost his own courage, while on the other hand he tried to use this scolding voice to intimidate the ghost.
"Hum, you little Taoist boy, how dare you utter such arrogant words! I, this immortal, recall that in the past, I was loyal and righteous, with a body of upright energy. I resisted the Qing army in the north and saved the country from danger. Even under the threat of being cut into pieces, I did not clasp my chest in regret or blink anxiously. Now, what's there to fear about you, this little hairy thief!" The vengeful spirit spoke bluntly through Cong Cong's body, pressing Qin Feng.
"Damn it, even his voice has become hoarse and powerful, this is getting out of hand! Looks like I need to take out the big guns and intimidate him a bit!" Thinking about his next move, Qin Feng took out the pomelo leaves and vinegar he had bought at the store near the hospital earlier, and immediately put the pomelo leaves into the vinegar bottle. Dipping the pomelo leaves in vinegar, he said to Manager Liu: "Manager Liu, quickly hold down Cong Cong, don't let him move!"
As Qin Feng prepared to cast a spell to save Cong Cong, Manager Liu immediately followed Qin Feng's advice and pulled White Coat to quickly hold down Cong Cong on the hospital bed. However, Cong Cong somehow borrowed an enormous amount of strength from somewhere, and before the two big men could even get a good grip, Cong Cong suddenly grabbed them firmly and struggled free with all his might.
"How dare you, a reckless and unruly commoner, be so unreasonable with me! Take this!"
The conversation suddenly turned, and Manager Liu had not yet figured out what was going on when Congcong quickly jumped in front of him with a ferocious expression, his small hands tightly pinching his neck.
"No, quickly pry his hand open, or else someone will die!" Qin Feng warned the white-coated doctor. At this moment, the ward was in chaos, Liu Manager's wife had already fainted on the ground, and Lin Ruochen was also frightened out of her wits, cautiously hiding behind Qin Feng and peeking out to take a look.
"How can he have so much strength!?" Cong Cong's uncle was shocked, gritting his teeth and using all his might to try and pry open Cong Cong's hands, but after a while, it still had no effect. Seeing Manager Liu in imminent danger, Qin Feng immediately grabbed the tangerine leaf dipped in vinegar and rushed to Cong Cong's front, quickly stuffing the tangerine leaf into Cong Cong's mouth.
"Get out of here, you scoundrel!" Qin Feng shouted, stuffing seven or eight pieces of pomelo leaves into Cong Cong's mouth. However, doing so seemed to have some effect, as Cong Cong slowly lowered his arms and stood there in a daze, looking like he had lost his soul.
"What's going on, Little Qin?" Manager Liu rubbed his neck with both hands and asked in a puzzled tone.
"You all be careful, Cong Cong was just possessed by a ghost. But it's okay now, I've sealed his mouth with tangerine leaves to prevent the loss of yang energy due to excessive movement." (This is also known as "Yang leakage", people who have been struck by an evil spirit usually suffer from yang energy leaking out of their body, leading to a sudden rise in yin energy and worsening of their condition.)
"Qin Feng, where is that ghost now?" Lin Ruochen took over the conversation, looking at Cong Cong while curiously asking Qin Feng.
When Qin Feng came to Cong Cong's side, he looked at Cong Cong's dull expression and didn't dare to conclude that the vengeful spirit had left Cong Cong's body. Yuzu leaves, as a traditional folk remedy for warding off evil spirits and ghosts with their yang energy, usually could achieve the effect of "the medicine reaching the disease", but because the vengeful spirit attached to Cong Cong seemed quite powerful, Qin Feng didn't dare to make a rash judgment or be careless.
"What's going on? How can Congcong have such brute strength?" Bai Dabiao, who had been treating patients for a long time and had seen many strange illnesses, was still astonished by his nephew's condition. He stared at Qin Feng with wide eyes, "Qin Feng, what's the reason for this?"
It seems that the white coat has been conquered by the fact just now, and he can't help but believe that there will be such a strange thing in the world.
Qin Feng let out a sigh of relief, just as he was about to explain, when suddenly a loud shout pierced the air, "Halt!" The people present were shocked and frightened.
Watching Cong Cong's movements, Qin Feng was stunned on the spot. The seven or eight pieces of tangerine leaves stuffed in his mouth were all spat out by Cong Cong. The originally fresh green leaves had turned yellow and withered, emitting a grayish smoke that directly engulfed the entire hospital room with a "whooshing" sound.
