Chapter 3 Midnight Medical Talk

  "What!" I exclaimed, almost jumping up. Fortunately, all my roommates had gone to eat and there was no one else in the dormitory. I picked up the crystal ball again and held it in front of me for a closer look.

  Jiang Zhen seemed to have guessed what I was going to do, and said: "Don't be in a hurry, listen to me. This crystal ball is indeed a magical instrument, but it's not a traditional magical instrument. Isn't there a switch at the bottom? Open the switch."

  I did as I was told.

  As soon as the switch was turned on, the snowflakes that had been accumulating on the ground flew up, and inside the ball, it seemed to be a world of its own, incredibly beautiful. I furrowed my brow, closed my eyes, and savored the feeling carefully. At one moment, I suddenly opened my eyes, shining brightly with excitement.

  "I felt it! I felt it!"

  Jiang Zhen smiled slightly too.

  That's right, this crystal ball is not only a medium for divination, but it can also actively absorb yin and yang energy to nourish the human body. For example, when the subway line 5 incident happened last semester, Jiang's energy was depleted. If this crystal ball were present at that time, it would have replenished more than half of his lost energy within five minutes.

  Of course, on the premise that there is enough spiritual energy stored in the crystal ball. Since I got the crystal ball from Jiang Zhun, I was overjoyed and when everyone in the group discussed what gifts they received, I didn't reveal a word, which made everyone think it was something shameful and they questioned Jiang Zhun for a long time.

  Before he knew it, Saturday arrived and Mo Jue's promised treat was right on schedule.

  I said hello to my roommate and left early. Originally, there were six people in the department, except for one who transferred out of the major, leaving five, plus two department heads, all present. After a meal, everyone was still reluctant to part ways, shouting that they wanted to go to KTV for an all-nighter.

  The minister smiled and said: "Alright, I and Sister Liu are old, so we won't accompany you to be crazy. You five go play by yourselves."

  Everyone entwined for a while longer, the two ministers insisted on leaving, so they didn't detain them any further. The five of them opened up a small private room and decided to stay up all night.

  Mo Jue came back from the toilet and saw a phone on the tea table shaking constantly, so he shouted loudly: "Whose phone is it? Pick it up!"

  "My own." I glanced at it and hurriedly put down the receiver, picked up my mobile phone, and furrowed my brow. It's almost eleven o'clock, why did Jiang Zhun call?

  I walked out of the private room and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

  "Shu Ling, are you asleep?" Jiang Zhun's voice sounded somewhat urgent.

  "No, I was out all night. What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled, having never seen Jiang Zhun so anxious about a deal before.

  "That's good, can you come over for a bit?"

  My eyes widened: "Now?"

  "Right, now."

  Outside the First City Hospital, I hastily got out of the taxi. Jiang Zhen had already been waiting at the door and paid the fare for me before hastening to pull me inside.

  "What's going on?" I'm still completely confused until now.

  Jiang Zhen gave me a brand new copper bell, his face anxious as he said: "My aunt has been haunted by a ghost, please use the soul-calling technique to wake her up, thank you!"

  As we spoke, we arrived at the door of a ward. A nurse was making her rounds and came out to see him. She scolded him in a low voice, "What's wrong with you as a family member? You're supposed to be accompanying the patient! If something happens, is the hospital responsible or are you?"

  "Sorry, sorry, I'm going to pick up my cousin." Jiang Zhun apologized repeatedly and sent the nurse away.

  We walked into the ward and I saw this time's target.

  Jiang Zhun's aunt, surnamed Shen, is forty-three years old, according to Jiang Zhun. However, due to the foreign climate and environment, her skin looks delicate and smooth, without any noticeable wrinkles, just like a young woman of twenty-seven or eight. At this moment, her face is deathly pale, with physiological saline solution hanging from her hand, breathing lightly and weakly, looking like she's on her last legs.

  I twitched my nose and keenly smelled a "different" smell.

  "Give me the bell."

  Jiang Zhen's eyes lit up and he hastily handed over the bell: "Can it be done?"

  "I'll try first and see," I said, my face a bit heavy. Jiang Zhun's mother's situation was more serious than I had imagined, because ordinary people would only lose one soul and one spirit, but she had lost two souls and three spirits. To know that humans have only three souls and seven spirits, once they all disappear, the outcome is death.

  I held the bell and first went forward to take a look at Aunt Shen's eyelids, not unexpectedly seeing that her iris had turned green. I also reached out to press her Yintang, and the place where my hand touched was icy cold.

  I stepped back a few steps and said, "Lock the door, don't let anyone in."

  Needless to say, Jiang Zhen had been waiting by the door for a long time.