After spraying a mouthful of cold water, Guo Yuchun woke up first. Then Zhang Yicheng slapped his chest and slapped Zhang Guoyi on the back. "Ouch..." Touching his cheek, Zhang Guoyi felt his entire chin ached faintly, "Fuck this grandson is really cruel..."

"Don't blame him, he also let the ghost rush up. He didn't know at all..." Zhang Yicheng competed with each other and dragged Chen Zheng, who was unconscious on the sofa.

"I know..." Zhang Guoyi also sat on the sofa with his cheeks covered, "If it weren't for the sake of ghosts, I would have put my big shave on it... I said Yicheng, how can you do things more and more unreliable? I even took my arms to snatch it, or I would have to slap my head away..."

"Oh..." As soon as Zhang Guoyi said this, Zhang Yicheng immediately turned red, "Old man, I can't blame me for this..."

"Nonsense, don't you blame me?" Zhang Guoyi was so angry that he was one million.

"I overlooked a very important point..." Zhang Yicheng looked at Chen Zheng, and there seemed to be no sign of awakening. "Uncle Chen is not good at that aspect..." Zhang Yicheng pointed to his crotch with his finger, "The yang energy is weak..."

"Damn it, it has something to do with this?" Zhang Guoyi seemed a little disbelief.

"Of course!" Zhang Yicheng said, "This problem is called infertility in medicine, but in Maoshan surgery, the sperm is weak. If I had done it myself, there would definitely be nothing..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this..." Zhang Guoyi sucked a sip of cigarettes, "What happened just now? Didn't you say that you would go back to "unwind" with Zhu Huanyu with that soul? Is there still a show?"

"This soul...is probably not 'bone-inclusive'..." Zhang Yicheng held the dead jade in his hand and weighed it. "This soul is very resentful, I'm afraid there is something strange about death..."

"Fuck, death is death, what's wrong?" Zhang Guoyi frowned, "Everyone is suffering from a terminal illness, why don't you die?"

"No... it's not that simple..." Zhang Yicheng shook his head, "We have to go to Ye Xiaowei's house and ask what's going on..."

"Oh my mother..." Zhang Guoyi was almost crying, thinking that this sexy look was so fucking, "I said Yicheng, are you really good at it? Just a little bit of trouble. Let's go abroad..."

"Young man..." Mr. Guo suddenly came to Zhang Yicheng, "You have to keep your word if you say something about my son..."

"Keep your word... I must keep it..." Zhang Yicheng frowned and flipped up his notepad again, "Let me think about it..."

That night, Zhang Guoyi drove Mr. Guo back home, while Zhang Yicheng and Guo Yuchun stayed at Guo Mingzhong's house, looking through Guo Mingzhong's record book, Zhang Yicheng kept thinking in his mind: Why did Guo Mingzhong suffer the "Ten Thousand Evil Tribulation"?

According to the Taoist theory, only large-scale "dispersing resentment" can lead to the possibility of forming a Wansha Tribulation. However, Guo Mingzhong's residence is in the city and has a dense population. If there is a large-scale "dispersing resentment" outbreak, there will definitely be more than Guo Mingzhong who gets sick. If many people had suffered from this disease and would have been in the news long ago, how could he be the only one who lays silently at home? The eunuch of the Tang Dynasty offended capable people and was retaliated for revenge. However, Guo Mingzhong is a man who protects the media for the dead. How could he be lucky to enjoy the treatment of "political struggle"? Could it be that he really did kill the patient and offend some capable people because of collusion with doctors. He also learned from ancient people to fight violence against violence and use Wansha Tribulation to revenge?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yicheng noticed that notepad again. Almost every partner's name will follow other names or phone numbers. If nothing unexpected happens, the name or number behind it should be the doctor in the hospital. "Is this soul really killed by the doctor? That's why there is such a great resentment..." Theoretically speaking, people who die of illness should not have much resentment. Even if they hit the person's body, they will only be raving nonsense and talk nonsense. They should not be aggressive. Anyone who actively attacks a living person will definitely not be a good soul.

"Not supposed to..." After closing the notepad, Zhang Yicheng shook his head again. Although there is a possibility of "success in corpses and life" from a Taoist theory, it is not logically reasonable: If Guo Mingzhong really colluded with a doctor to harm patients, it would be a criminal case. If the family members noticed it, they should call the police. Even if there are those who can trick the "white jade tiles" these days, is it necessary to trick the "Wansha Tribulation" to take revenge?

"Is this Wansha Tribulation not what ancient people thought...?" Zhang Yicheng frowned and recalled the records of "Miscellaneous Notes of Taoist Medicine" and "Sanqing Fang" in Lao Liu's mouth, "It's strange..." After recalling the memories, Zhang Yicheng found that these two ancient books seem to have a commonality in the records of "Wanxian Fang", that is, the "Wanxian Fang" recorded in the two ancient books occurred, both in densely populated places, and as a result, some people were infected and others were not contaminated: Pang Yi lived in the palace, but he was the only one who was infected. Although the records in "Sanqing Fang" were more infected, not everyone was.

"It's strange... it's inconsistent..." Zhang Yicheng frowned and kept thinking, if the "Wansha Jie" is really a resentful thing, it should invade all talents, so why would it be held invading? Could it be that there is something special about these people? Name? Or the birth date?

"Young man...why are you talking to yourself?" On the bed, Chen Zheng seemed to have woken up, and suddenly said something, which scared Zhang Yicheng.

"It's okay..., I'm thinking about the things on Guo Mingzhong..." Zhang Yicheng said, "Uncle Chen, do you still believe that it's a disease until now?"

"Eh..." Chen Zheng seemed to want to defend himself but had no reason, "I reserve my opinion..."

"Oh..." Zhang Yicheng smiled and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, "Uncle Chen, are you smoking?"

"No!" Chen Zheng's head shaking like a rattle, "Why are you young, so why are you getting used to this habit?"

"I am in the world and I can't help myself..." Zhang Yicheng took a sip of cigarettes and pulled up and sat on the windowsill. "Uncle Chen, I'm sorry for what happened today. I didn't expect it to get out of control. I wanted you to attract your soul, so I should believe me, but I didn't expect..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..." Chen Zheng smiled, "Don't forget, I am an oncologist, and people around me basically leave every day, and some people even die under my scalpel! In fact, I have long been a little suspicious about those things, but I just dare not face them. Today's things have taught me a lesson: There are many things in the world that will not change because I don't face them. Actually, I should thank you..."

"Uncle Chen, I found you look like a philosopher..." Zhang Yicheng smiled, "I used to know a doctor when I went to Gansu. I studied thoracic surgery like you, but I was blinded by a traffic accident, so I went to study forensics. Later, I was not satisfied with the leader of the unit and opened a clinic by myself. I didn't have much money to see a doctor, and the cost of taking medicine is...!"

"Oh?" Chen Zheng was stunned, "What's his source of life?"

"He often hikes dozens of miles of mountain road to Shanminjia to buy medicinal materials, and then sells them to patients with little purchase price. His physical strength should be considered a cost, this is his source of life..."

"He is a person with ideals..." Chen Zheng smiled, "I think there must be a perfect ideal kingdom in his mind. He is working hard to make this kingdom a reality..."

"Ideal?" Zhang Yicheng was stunned, "I think he is just kind..."

"I have studied psychology..." Chen Zheng's sourness came up again, "The action power that kindness can support is very limited. If a person continues to engage in something that seems to be fruitless, then there will definitely be an ideal world in his heart, and his actions are only part of realizing his ideals... Young man, have you learned "Yugong Moving Mountains"? The reason why Yugong did that is just the ideal in his heart."

"Yes..." Zhang Yicheng sighed, "But you also ignored the most important sentence in "Yugong Moving Mountains": 'The descendants are endless and the mountains are not increasing, so why bother and uneven?' In this world, who can guarantee that the descendants will do stupid things like themselves?"

"Yes..." Chen Zheng laughed when he heard Zhang Yicheng say this, "Even if he can guarantee that his descendants will do stupid things, I have no hope..."

"Oh...Uncle Chen...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Zhang Yicheng suddenly realized and was just exploring philosophy. He forgot that Chen Zheng was infertile and asked him about the topic of "children and grandchildren". Isn't this obvious that he didn't open the pot and brought up the pot?

"Haha...it doesn't matter..." Chen Zheng said, my illness is an open secret in the unit.

"Uncle Chen, you are a doctor, are you really nothing to do?" Seeing that Chen Zheng didn't care, Zhang Yicheng did not avoid this topic.

"There is a way..." Chen Zheng said, "I am just congenital vas deferens obstruction, not a dysfunction of the testicles or pituitary gland, so it can be solved by extracting ** artificial insemination..."

"Then why don't you solve it?" Zhang Yicheng frowned, "My father is limited to how many years older than you. Now I'm in my third year of high school..."

"Oh..." Chen Zheng sighed and was silent again.

"Uncle Chen, didn't you say that you had a class today?" Zhang Yicheng smiled, "When you should face some things, you should be brave enough to face... Then why don't you dare to face Aunt Zhu?"

"This topic... I'll talk about it later!" Chen Zheng pursed his lips as if he wanted to change the topic, "By the way, young man, I have something to ask you!"

"Just call me Yicheng..." Zhang Yicheng smiled.

"You recklessly agreed to Guo Mingzhong's father to help Guo Mingzhong treat his illness. Do you really have a way?"

"Now I believe that's not sick?" Zhang Yicheng raised his eyebrows.

"No, I'm just making an assumption..." Chen Zheng was still stubborn, "If that thing is really like what you said, what kind of "ghost energy" invades the body, do you have any way?"

"No..." Zhang Yicheng shrugged, "There is no clue in the most critical link now, and it seems that the ancient literature has not explained it clearly."

"Oh? Let's talk about it!" Chen Zheng seemed quite interested.

"First of all, I need to explain what resentment is..." Zhang Yicheng pushed open the window, and a breeze immediately blew into the house... "Resentment, as the name suggests, is a resentment. Living people will also have resentment. For example, the leader always deducts your bonus and you are unhappy. This is resentment. Over time, it will affect your health and cause depression. According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, this emotion is not good for the liver and heart. If a living person wants to calm his resentment, the best way is to vent his temper by force. For example, Uncle Chen, you have resentment towards your hospital leader. The best way is to pull him out and beat him. If it really doesn't work, being a dummy who looks like a leader will also have some effect. In addition, smashing things and yelling have effects, but it is better to hit him directly and thoroughly..."

"I don't have that big objection to the leader..." Chen Zheng smiled. He must have had some implications, but it's not yet reached the point of taking action...

"Living people are like this, and dead people are the same!" Zhang Yicheng said, "If the resentment of living people is not vented when they are dying, it will be brought to the soul. The so-called rituals of the people are meant to let the dead people vent their resentment, because if the soul carries resentment, it will not be reincarnated!"

"I can't tell you are young and you are so good at these things!" Chen Zheng seemed to be quite unexpected, "Where did the resentment that caused Guo Mingzhong to get sick? Could it be his own?"

"No... no... no... no, no matter how strong the resentment in the heart of a living person will not be depressed and sores..." Zhang Yicheng smiled. "The Taoist theory believes that once resentment is brought from a living person to the soul, if it is not vented in time, it will gather more and more, because the soul is not as smart as a living person. The only way for the soul to vent its resentment is to find the person who harms him to solve it with force. But if the person cannot find a solution, it will gather more and more. This also brings together the resentment caused by the inability to reincarnate, which will cause great trouble over time. The folk saying is "become a climate". What happened just now was because the resentment of that soul was not vented in time..."

"Oh my God..." Zhang Yicheng's explanation of the ball like a gun was obviously far beyond Chen Zheng's expectations, "Who taught you these things?"

"Self-taught!" Zhang Yicheng smiled.

"You mean, Guo Mingzhong's illness is related to the thing that harassed me?" Chen Zheng was stunned.

"No! I'm just explaining 'resential anger'!" Zhang Yicheng smiled, "There are many kinds of resentment. Although it is reflected in people, the symptoms are the same, just like Guo Mingzhong, the solutions are different..." After saying that, Zhang Yicheng also explained the example of Zheng Biyin using "the soil under the eaves" to treat the people in "Sanqingfang", "It may not be troublesome to solve Guo Mingzhong's disease. The key is to determine where the resentment comes from and why it arises, and then you can formulate a solution..."

"What you said is not explained clearly in ancient books?" Chen Zheng frowned.

"That's right..." Zhang Yicheng breathed a deep breath, "In ancient times, those medical techniques said that this kind of thing was invasion of 'resentment', but all cases were just individual cases, such as the first eunuch case, with so many people in the palace, why is he the only one who got sick? There is also the mass pit that buried the rebel army alive. Why are the people around him also sick and not sick? By the same token, it seems that he is the only one who is suffering from Guo Mingzhong's illness. I wonder if the ancients made a mistake? The cause of Wanshajie has nothing to do with the size of resentment, but with the sick people..."

"Well... I think it makes sense..." Chen Zheng pursed his lips, "I am not very proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, but I am good at Western medicine. I think the situation you mentioned can be attributed to... allergies!"

"Allergic?" Zhang Yicheng was stunned, "Allergic...so amazing?" In Zhang Yicheng's impression, the destructive power of "allergic" seems to be no different from indigestion. The classmates in his class also have allergies. It's okay to take some "Permin" and it costs a few cents to solve the problem.

"All allergies can be mild or severe..." Chen Zheng smiled, "If the mild cases are sneezing, they will have a rash, and if they are severe, they will die suddenly. Not long ago, there was a person who died suddenly due to penicillin allergy. He was only in his twenties. He used all the medicines he could use at that time. He thought about all the ways he could think of, but he still couldn't rescue him..."

"What do you mean..." Zhang Yicheng frowned, "The reason for Wanshajie is that people are allergic to 'resentment'?"

"I didn't say that..." Chen Zheng smiled, "I just made assumptions according to your ideas!"

"Uncle Chen, according to my explanation of resentment just now, based on your experience, is it possible that people are allergic to 'resentment'?" Zhang Yicheng glanced at Chen Zheng with a squinted look.

"This... is hard to say..." Chen Zheng said, "There are many types of allergens in the world. Most of the allergens that can be tested for pathological testing are tangible, such as pollen, mites, medicines, foods, chemicals, etc., but there are still many intangible allergens that cannot be tested for pathological testing, such as odor, electromagnetic radiation, etc. According to the latest research results, mental stress, work or study pressure can also trigger changes in tissue antigens, which trigger allergic reactions. There are even cases of deaths abroad that are allergic to odors!"

"Damn... can study pressure actually cause allergies?" Zhang Yicheng stared at his eyes wide, "I said why are there boils on his butt eggs recently? Maybe it's because of the stress of learning..."

"Boils... are not the same as allergies..." Chen Zheng also smiled, "I promise you as a doctor that boils on your butt have nothing to do with learning..."
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