"Is it because the child was crying day and night at first and couldn't be coaxed well?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Well, yes, I cried for three days in a row."
"Later, I started to coma, developed a high fever, and my stool turned green and smelled very bad."
"Yes, have you really seen this kind of disease?" Surprise flashed across the woman's sad face and she asked hurriedly.
From the moment the child got sick, the symptoms were exactly what Zhang Yang said.
Not only the young woman, but also the child's grandparents, whose faces had been excited and angry just now, gradually calmed down and listened patiently to what he said.
"Haha, for this kind of disease in rural areas, it means being frightened out of spirit or possessed by ghosts, which means being entangled by unclean things."
In rural areas, many children experience soul loss. Because children's nerves are fragile and their yang bodies have not yet been fully formed, they can easily leave the body due to fright.
Under normal circumstances, you only need to find a dancing master or Taoist priest, burn paper money, and call the child's nickname at the place where the child is frightened to recall the soul to the body.
However, if the soul is simply lost, the child will cry and be drowsy every day at most. It is rare for a child to have such a high fever that it does not go away and even threatens his life.
Therefore, the only possibility is that the child is possessed by ghosts, which is much more serious than losing the soul. The soul is deliberately taken away by a lonely ghost. In serious cases, it can even make the child crazy or directly kill the child.
It is rare to encounter such a situation in the city, and it is even called feudal superstition. Once you encounter it, you will be at a loss.
"Lost the soul? Possessed by a ghost? But my child has never been frightened?" the woman said with surprise on her face.
"That means there is an evil spirit who deliberately seeks out him."
"Wrong soul? Why?" The woman shuddered and asked in a trembling voice.
"Do you think any of the people who died suddenly recently were related to your family?"
"No, not to mention sudden death, even normal death."
This time it was the child's grandfather who answered, his face also full of fear. After all, ghosts and gods are too scary in their hearts.
"Then what should we do in this situation?" The woman seemed to acquiesce and asked.
The sadness flashing in her eyes did not escape Zhang Yang's eyes, and she was even more certain that the problem was with her.
"It's just nonsense, actually promoting feudal superstition in the hospital."
When Hu Dakui heard the two people's questions and answers, he didn't take himself as the chief expert seriously at all. He became even more angry and shouted loudly.
"But... Director Hu, what he said about the child's condition is very consistent. What's more, every time I test the temperature, it shows a high fever, but the child's body is not hot."
It turns out that it was after hearing Zhang Yang's judgment of the child's body temperature that women began to trust him.
"Since you trust him so much, why did you come to the hospital? Just let him treat your child." Director Wan lost face and became furious.
At this time, the child suddenly struggled violently, waved his little hands and started crying.
The sound didn't sound like a child's cry at all, it was hoarse and low, more like a heart-wrenching scream, and everyone was shocked.
"The child can't hold on anymore. If we don't delay, no one can save him." Zhang Yang urged.
"What should we do, Zhang Yang?" Zhao Yanyan obviously began to believe his words and asked in horror.
Several major hospitals in Donghai City are unable to identify the disease, let alone treat it, which shows that the child's disease itself is somewhat difficult to treat or is evil.
Zhang Yang's explanation was so reasonable that they began to trust him.
"Director Hu, I want to borrow your office for a while."
"What do you mean?" Hu Dakui was surprised and asked.
He thought to himself that the tossing just now had made him lose face, so he wouldn't be kicked out of the department now, would he?
If word like that spreads out, I will lose even more face in the Affiliated Hospital of Tunghai Medical University in the future.
"When I treat patients, I don't want others to guard me." Zhang Yang smiled and said very simply.
"You..." Director Hu's face began to turn purple and he said tremblingly: "Don't forget that this is a hospital. I am the director of this department. If you want to treat a disease, go elsewhere and don't delay my work."
"It's just because I regard you as the director that I discuss this with you." Zhang Yang looked at me with sharp eyes and said coldly.
"I'm going to find the dean right away. This job is simply impossible to do."
Director Hu thought of his cruelty yesterday and felt a chill rise up his back. He found a step, said angrily and turned around to walk outside.
In fact, he also took this opportunity to get rid of a hot potato. He had also tested the child's pulse. It was very dangerous if the energy was like a gossamer, and he could die at any time.
If he continued the treatment, he could not guarantee that he would be cured. If the child had an accident in his hands, his reputation would definitely be damaged.
So even though I looked extremely angry, I felt relieved inside.
"Director Hu..."
"doctor……"
…
The child's grandparents, including Zhao Yanyan, were filled with worry and uneasiness when they saw Director Hu leaving.
They all had the same idea. If Zhang Yang couldn't cure the child's disease, at least there would be an expert director here so they could feel more at ease.
"Zhang Yang, can it be done?" Zhao Yanyan stepped forward and asked anxiously.
Hu Dakui's angry departure made them place all their hopes on Zhang Yang. If he could not cure the child, the family would have no face to go to Hu Dakui for further treatment.
"Senior sister, stay with your cousin, and everyone else will go out and wait." Zhang Yang looked around and said.
In fact, apart from the two of them, the only other people left were the child's grandparents, an intern student, and two patients who came in to watch the excitement at some unknown time.
"Can we stay and help take care of the child?" the child's grandfather said, feeling a little worried.
"No, you are older. If the enemy is difficult to control, it will easily scare you."
Zhang Yang paused and continued: "When the time comes, I will have to take care of you all, which will be even more detrimental to exorcising the evil spirits for my children."
What he said was just an excuse to refuse. For him who had already reached the second level of Zhu Men Xin Jue, it was not difficult to subdue such an enemy.
"But……"
"The longer you delay, the more danger the child will face." Zhang Yang said in a very firm tone.
"Oh well."
The two old men shook their heads helplessly and walked out of the pediatric department with everyone else.
"Zhang Yang, can Tongtong be cured?" Zhao Yanyan asked obviously worried.
Originally, she didn't believe in these ghosts and gods at all, but today she started to become curious after seeing what Zhang Yang said was true.
"Hurry up and lock the door and put the child on the treatment bed next to you." Zhang Yang ordered as he walked to the window and closed the window.
There was a bed covered with white sheets on one side of the department for the convenience of patients' examination. The woman walked over and put the child on it.
At this time, the child had stopped crying and no longer struggling. As if he had noticed something, he sat there quietly.
The young face turned ashen, and a pair of small black eyes looked at the three people in the room with a strange look.
"Tell me, whose child is this?"
"Zhang Yang, Tongtong must be the child of my cousin and my cousin's sister-in-law. Why do you ask?" Zhao Yanyan was a little surprised when he heard him suddenly ask.
"Yeah, why are you asking this?" The woman's pretty face changed color, and her words were filled with trembling fear.
"As the saying goes, people are humane and ghosts have their own ways. An unjust ghost will not provoke your son for no reason."
"I don't know about this either." The woman's voice has become much lower, which is obviously a sign of guilt.
"Actually, he can't be regarded as an innocent ghost, he can only be regarded as a lonely ghost."
Zhang Yang let out a long sigh and continued: "It's just that he is unwilling and wandering between the yin and yang realms. It's really pitiful."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the child sitting on the bed.
At this moment, the child seemed to understand what he said, his eyes dimmed instantly, and he looked at Zhang Yang with a painful arc under the corner of his mouth.
"Zhang Yang, what do you mean by this?" Zhao Yanyan noticed something and asked impatiently.
"The ghost usually targets one's relatives, or relatives and friends who are familiar with the horoscope."
Zhang Yang ignored her and continued: "I asked just now that no one in your family died of illness suddenly, and he was only a two-year-old child and had no friends. Being possessed by a ghost can only mean that this wild ghost is him.
relatives."
"Yes, the child is the son of me and my ex-boyfriend." My cousin suddenly looked up, her pretty face was filled with tears, she was so pitiful and heart-wrenching.
"Cousin-in-law, what did you say?" Although Zhao Yanyan had noticed it, he was still shocked and unable to accept it when he admitted it to his cousin-in-law.
"Actually, your cousin is not good at sex, so I..."
"That's why you found your old boyfriend, Hongxing, and had this son with him?" Zhang Yang continued her words.
"Yes, he is my and his son."
"Cousin, you..."
Zhao Yanyan obviously couldn't accept that his always gentle and virtuous cousin would actually do such a thing. He was excited and angry and didn't know what to say.
At the same time, he glanced at the child sitting on the treatment bed. A look of loneliness appeared on his young face, and his small dark eyes were filled with tears. He seemed to understand the conversation between the three of them and became extremely sad.
However, for Zhao Yanyan, besides being angry, he felt terrified, his whole body was shaking violently with fear, and he turned his head in a hurry, not daring to take another look at his little nephew.
"When he died, did he die because of you?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.
"Yes, he asked me out more than ten days ago, but I refused. I didn't expect anything to happen to him that night."
My cousin's voice was choked with sobs, her clothes on her chest were wet with tears, and her shoulders were shaking violently, which showed that the sadness in her heart had reached its limit.
"He committed suicide, right? Such a man is really worthless." Zhang Yang glanced at the child on the bed with a smirk. (To be continued)