Awakening to cultivate immortality, he impulsively marries a beautiful CEO on the day of his divorce

"No, no, no, I didn't kill anyone, I killed a ghost... I killed a ghost!"

Yao Dazhu shook his head hurriedly, muttering to himself.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Liu Xin took him back to Yaojia Village.

……

When Chen Yi returned to the hotel, Xu Linwei was tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep.

Upon seeing Chen Yi return, she jumped out of bed as if she had sprung up.

Hugging Chen Yi, she exclaimed, "Honey, you're finally back!"

She was always worried about Chen Yi.

Although her husband was very capable, the situation in Yaojia Village seemed very strange, and she felt uneasy.

Chen Yi patted her on the shoulder.

"Why aren't you asleep yet, so late?"

"People can't sleep without you."

The two held hands and went back to bed, where Xu Linwei lay on Chen Yi's chest.

"Honey, have you found anything?"

"Um."

Chen Yi slowly recounted what had just happened, and as she listened, Xu Linwei fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Yi gently kissed her lips.

Suddenly I remembered that Gu Qinghan was teaching history at a university.

She might be able to get information about Yaojia Village from her.

I'll go ask her tomorrow.

Nothing was said that night. The next day, after breakfast, Xu Linwei took Xiao Siyuan to find the minority shareholders of Wanlian Group to discuss the acquisition.

Chen Yi then called Ye Cheng and asked him to arrange a meeting with Gu Qinghan.

By the way, could you ask Ye Cheng about Feng Jianan?

Ye Cheng, the eldest son of the Ye family, had lived in the capital for a long time and could easily find out information about Feng Jianan.

To control a person, you need to know their weaknesses.

At that moment, Liu Xin called.

"Dr. Chen, I forgot to tell you last night."

"Director Gong Mingxuan of the Infectious Diseases Department at the Municipal Public Health Clinical Center would like to request your guidance on the treatment of those patients in Yaojia Village. Would that be convenient for you?"

Chen Yi hesitated for a moment and then said, "Okay, I'll go now."

Liu Xin was overjoyed: "Okay, let's meet at the center entrance."

Chen Yi went out and headed towards the clinical center.

The car stopped at the entrance, where Liu Xin was already waiting, along with a large group of people in white coats.

Chen Yi walked over, and Liu Xin quickly came to greet him.

"Dr. Chen, you've arrived. Let me introduce you, this is Director Gong Mingxuan."

He pointed to a middle-aged doctor and said.

Gong Mingxuan quickly stepped forward, warmly extended his hands, bowed slightly, and smiled apologetically.

"Dr. Chen, we have long admired your reputation. It is a great honor for our entire department to have you here to provide guidance!"

Chen Yi shook hands with him and said calmly, "Director Gong, you're too kind. Let's go see the patient."

"Dr. Chen!"

Just then, a cry of surprise rang out, and a young female doctor ran out, looking at Chen Yi with delight.

"Are you Dr. Chen Yi, a specially appointed expert in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Jiangning City Hospital?"

"That's me. What? You know me too?"

Chen Yi wasn't surprised at all. Ever since those interns posted his videos online, he would run into a few fans wherever he went.

"Yeah yeah!"

The female doctor became agitated.

"My name is Hu Mingxue, and my master is Yuan Shiwu. I should call you Uncle-Master."

My master often talks about you, saying that your medical skills are unmatched even by immortals.

For a moment, everyone looked at Hu Mingxue.

It turns out she's Dr. Chen's apprentice!

However, Dr. Chen looked to be two years younger than her.

This... is a bit unbelievable!

Chen Yi smiled:

"So we're from the same sect. That's good. Today, your martial uncle will teach you how to heal a damaged soul."

"Thank you, Martial Uncle! Thank you, Martial Uncle!"

Hu Mingxue bowed repeatedly, overjoyed.

I never expected such a happy event today.

The other medical staff were filled with envy.

A group of people escorted Chen Yi toward the ward.

Just then, Hu Mingxue's phone rang, and she walked aside to answer it.

"Hey, Zitong, what's up?"

On the other side, in the Wan family's boudoir, Wan Zitong's room.

"Mingxue, I'm in big trouble!"

Wan Zitong looked distressed.

"Don't rush, tell me what's wrong slowly," Hu Mingxue comforted her.

Wan Zitong briefly mentioned her fiancé, and concluded by saying:

Do you think I might have actually caught it?

Hu Mingxue said seriously, "Zitong, don't scare yourself. If you feel unwell, come to the clinical center and I'll examine you."

"What if I really get infected? I heard it's hard to get rid of completely."

Wan Zitong said with concern.

That night, the young man surnamed Chen said that her fiancé had been infected with a venomous virus. Although Yan Wuhen denied it to the death, she was still uneasy.

It was difficult to ask others for help, but luckily she had a close friend who worked in the infectious disease department of the Municipal Public Health Clinical Center, so she called her friend to ask.

"Zitong, you're in luck, let me tell you."

Over there, Hu Mingxue laughed.

"Today, my junior uncle came over. His medical skills are simply amazing. He even slapped Elder Du of the Holy Medicine Hall so hard that his face was swollen."

I'm with him right now. You should come over quickly. If you've really gotten infected, he can treat you and cure you completely.

"Really?"

Wan Zitong was overjoyed.

A miracle doctor?

She thought of that young man surnamed Chen again.

Although that kid is hateful, his medical skills are truly unparalleled. If you are really infected, going to him will most likely solve the problem.

But how could Wan Zitong possibly ask her enemy to treat her illness?

There are many miracle doctors in this world. Isn't my best friend's junior uncle a miracle doctor too?

"Mingxue, what's your martial uncle's surname? Do you know?"

"His surname is Chen, you probably don't know that," Hu Mingxue said.

"His surname is Chen!"

Wan Zitong was startled and immediately thought of Chen Yi.

Could it be that kid?

Even if I, Wan Zitong, die, I will never let him lay a finger on me.

But she immediately dismissed the idea.

Mingxue's martial aunt must be at least fifty or sixty years old, how could she possibly be that kid?

There are countless people in this world with the surname Chen; what a coincidence!

Hearing Wan Zitong's exclamation, Hu Mingxue quickly asked, "Zitong, what's wrong? You don't actually know my junior uncle, do you?"

"No, no, I'm coming right now."

Wan Zitong hung up the phone, put on light makeup, and drove to the clinical center.

At the Municipal Public Health Clinical Center, Chen Yi entered the ward surrounded by a group of medical staff.

The patients are now very quiet and are no longer bound with tape.

Gong Mingxuan said, "Dr. Chen, we gave the patients the medicine according to your prescription, and they stopped being agitated, but some of the patients who fell into a coma have not woken up."

"Their souls are too damaged to wake up anytime soon."

Chen Yi walked to the bedside and checked on the patients one by one.

Gong Mingxuan was very curious: "Dr. Chen, what exactly is going on? Is it an infectious disease?"

"no."

Chen Yi said calmly, "Some things have happened around Yaojia Village, and their souls have been damaged."

If not treated promptly and effectively, the soul will dissipate and death will occur within twenty-one days.

Ah!

Everyone who heard this felt a chill run down their spines.

What? The soul is damaged? Is this still modern medicine?

Chen Yi continued, "The patient's condition progresses in stages, and different methods of care are used at different stages to ensure a safe outcome."

Upon hearing this, all the doctors perked up and took out paper and pens to take notes.

Chen Yi said, "The illness has a seven-day cycle: seven days of mania, seven days of coma, and then death after another seven days."

Treatment must be administered within fourteen days; beyond fourteen days, it becomes difficult.

He didn't say he was certain to die, because after fourteen days, ordinary medicine would be no longer able to save him.

And he couldn't just use special methods to save passersby.

He then explained the treatment methods for each stage, as well as some special circumstances that might arise.

The doctors took notes one by one, all filled with deep respect.

Because the special circumstances that Dr. Chen mentioned have already occurred in the patient.

Dr. Chen seemed to have witnessed it firsthand.

It is clear that Dr. Chen's words were true; his insight is truly beyond the reach of others.

After leaving the ward, Gong Mingxuan instructed the attending physicians to formulate treatment plans for their respective patients according to Dr. Chen's method.

Just then, Hu Mingxue received a phone call, and after finishing, she ran to Chen Yi and said:

"Junior Uncle, can the Yin poison be completely cured?"

Chen Yi looked at her.

Hu Mingxue shook her head and waved her hands repeatedly:

"It's not me, it's a close friend of mine. She suspects she has contracted a Yin poison. Junior Uncle, do you have time to take a look at her?"

"It's not that it can't be cured. Have her come and take a look. It depends on fate."

Chen Yi said calmly.

Nine out of ten people who get this disease have improper conduct.

Chen Yi doesn't save just anyone.

"Alright, thank you, Junior Uncle. Let's go to my clinic. I'll call her over right away."

Hu Mingxue was overjoyed.

She led Chen Yi into her consultation room.

"Uncle-Master, please sit for a while. I'll go check on her; she should be at the door by now."

"Okay, go ahead." Chen Yi nodded.

Hu Mingxue turned and left the consultation room.