Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Azhi!"

Lin Zheng suddenly sat up from the bed.

He was breathing heavily and raised his hand to touch his forehead, which was covered with sweat.

It's that dream again.

The yard was full of lily of the valley, and the fragrance seemed to linger in his nose.

There was a familiar voice that kept repeating Zhizhi and Ahzhi in his ear.

He has had this dream frequently since he was a child, and it has been almost forty years now.

For some reason today, even after taking a short nap, I had this dream.

……

It is summer now, and the cicadas outside are screaming at the top of their lungs.

The rest area behind the drugstore is not large, only two square meters. Lin Ying placed a recliner against the wall, which is separated from the outside by only a plain cotton and linen cloth.

At this moment, a pink and white hand gently lifted the door curtain.

A cute face, with a puzzled look, said to Lin Zheng:

"Dad, you called me?"

"It's okay, I was dreaming." Lin Zheng tugged at his half-wet collar to let some air in, trying to relieve the nasal dripping and heart palpitations in his dream.

When Azhi came over, she picked up the palm-leaf fan on the counter.

She took a small stool and sat beside him, fanning him gently and asked him:

"Having that dream again?"

Lin Ying hummed helplessly.

He has been having that dream for several days in a row recently, and he is a little crazy.

He always felt that something was going to happen.

"Azhi, A-Ring will watch the shop for a while. Go to the fruit stand next door and buy some offerings. I will pay my respects to your grandparents."

"It's time to offer sacrifices. They don't even bless you to have a good sleep." Azhi muttered as she stuffed the fan into his hands.

Lin Zheng laughed and scolded her, urging her to get out quickly.

Ah Zhi shrugged slightly, took the small leather bag from the hook on the wall, put it on her back, turned around and said to him:

"I'm going out to buy it now. Youren will be here soon. Please don't give him a hard time."

Tsk.

Making things difficult?

Lin Zheng secretly curled his lips.

My daughter hasn't even gotten married yet, but she's already starting to act like a spoiled brat.

That brat Xia Youren, apart from his good martial arts skills, he really couldn't see what was so good about him.

Lin Zheng was fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, cursing under his breath:

"Hmph! All you do is fool around with a camera all day long, and never do anything useful."

Ah Zhi moved her ears, brushed the curls beside her ears, and turned back helplessly, "Dad~"

She puffed her cheeks and argued for her beloved boyfriend:

"He's a reporter, so of course he has to carry a camera with him at all times. And we agreed not to give him a sour face."

“…I know, I know.”

Lin Zheng was a little perfunctory.

Just as Ah Zhi was about to leave, Lin Zheng suddenly called her:

"Buy some flowers by the way."

Azhi paused.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and took down the two wilted lily of the valley flowers stuck next to the door frame.

"I know, it's the lily of the valley. I'm leaving now."

Lin Zheng stuck his head out of the medicine cabinet and stared blankly at the withered flower buds that had fallen on the ground at the door.

He murmured softly, "I'm glad you know. Why don't you move more gently?"

……

"Squeak."

The shop door was half opened by Azhi.

As soon as the warm sunlight came in a little, it was bounced back outside the door.

"What reporter? I think they're just paparazzi who love taking secret photos!"

Lin Zheng came back to his senses.

While my daughter was out, I couldn't help but complain again.

A'Reng is a clerk in this store. He is an honest and kind man with a solid build.

He held the medicine bowl and ground the medicine powder while glancing at his boss.

It is said that his boss is a man who is "afraid of his daughter", so he only dares to say such things behind Miss Zhi's back.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Zheng glared at A'Reng back.

Ah Bing lowered his head, mumbled, and said softly, "It's nothing."

This honest look made Lin Zheng feel worried again.

His Lin family's medicine shop was about to have no successors.

A'Reng's kung fu is not good enough and he is too honest.

He could be a clerk, but he was not qualified to be a shopkeeper.

Most importantly, Azhi doesn't like him.

Lin Zheng has made a statement before.

Anyone who wants to marry his daughter will have to take over the management of this pharmacy.

By the way, it seems that Youren doesn't have any talent for business...

Lin Zheng was a little annoyed.

He quickly waved the fan twice to blow away the summer heat, then turned to Ah Bing and said:

"After grinding the powder, wrap it in oil paper and put it back in the medicine cabinet. Be careful not to let it come into contact with water."

After explaining, he slowly lay back on the recliner, covered his face with a palm-leaf fan, and said:

"I'll sleep a little longer. If someone comes to see the doctor later, remember to call me."

A Bing: "I understand."

"Turn the fan to level two. It's so hot."

Lin Zheng's somewhat unhappy voice came from behind the door curtain again.

A Bing didn't dare to say more.

After turning on the fan behind him, he moved slowly and gently pounded the herbs in the cup.

The light tinkling and hammering sounds are both regular and hypnotic.

Lin Zheng's eyelids felt heavy.

"Squeak."

The light brown wooden door was pushed open a little.

The lily of the valley on the ground was crushed by a pair of black leather shoes.

A Bing raised his head.

Looking at the beautiful woman with only half of her body inserted, his face flushed red and he couldn't even ask, "Are you here to see a doctor?"

Lin Zheng was a little annoyed.

He removed the fan from his face.

He sat up and kicked A Bing's calf.

"You don't even know how to greet guests? How can you be so dumb?"

"Hello, hello." Ah Bing held the pestle tightly, bowed his head, and greeted in a low voice.

Lin Zheng became more and more angry when he saw his expression.

He straightened his clothes and stood up.

When he first saw the woman's confused eyes, for some reason, his heart felt as if it had been stung by a bee.

A moment of pain!

Lin Zheng frowned slightly, walked to the examination desk and sat down, pointing to Jingzhi at the stool next to his desk.

"Are you here to see a doctor, Miss?"

"Yes," she replied.

This pharmacy is almost surrounded by medicine cabinets on three walls, and the smell of Chinese medicine in the air is mixed with a hint of floral fragrance.

The slowly rising fan brings a hint of coolness.

Jingzhi smelled the medicine and her heart suddenly calmed down.

The doctor looked calm and composed, as if he really knew his stuff.

Is her brain finally saved this time?

In order to prevent her lower body from being roasted by the sun, Jingzhi quickly opened the door and walked towards Lin Zheng.

Seeing the two big white legs approaching quickly, Lin Zheng quickly looked away, lowered his eyelashes, and turned the green ring on his thumb.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

After she sat down, Lin Zheng raised his head, looked at her, smelled her, and asked.

Jingzhi may have seen too many doctors, so she stretched out her left hand familiarly and placed her wrist on the small soft pillow next to her.

He gently pointed to his head with his right hand and said, "My head doesn't feel well."

Lin Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked while taking the patient's pulse:

"Are there any symptoms?"

Jingzhi hesitated to speak and looked at A Bing.

Lin Zheng reacted and waved to A Bing, "The sun is shining brightly today. Go to the warehouse and move all the old herbs to the backyard to dry them in the sun."

"Oh."

Only when there was no one else in sight did Jingzhi lower her voice and speak to Lin Zheng very seriously:

“There’s always a kid talking in my head.”

Lin Zheng paused his fingertips, raised his eyes, and looked at her inquiringly.

Apart from being a little confused, he doesn't look crazy...

"What's it about?" he asked.

Jingzhi looked around, lowered her body and whispered to him:

"He said he was a disciple of the Jade Emperor and came to help me."

Lin Zheng closed his eyes.

He released her pulse with his right hand, opened the drawer with his left hand, and flipped through the stack of business cards.

He took out a card from it, faced Jingzhi, and pushed it over.

【Dr. Guo**Psychiatrist】

【Main indications: paranoia, schizophrenia, ...】

Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and rummaged through her small leather bag.

A certificate was opened and pushed towards him.

【Lin Jingzhi】

【Graduated from the Department of Psychiatry at ** Medical University. 】

Lin Zheng was petrified.

Is she here to cause trouble?

He considered his words carefully. "If it's not a mental problem, would you consider getting a brain CT scan?"

Jingzhi picked up the bag beside her leg and handed it to him.

After thinking for a while, he took out another certificate from his bag, spread it out and pushed it over.

【Dr. Lin】

【Intern doctor in the Department of Neurology at ** Hospital】

Inside the bag were several CT scans of her brain and a diagnostic report.

Jingzhi was somewhat helpless, "I graduated with a double degree in neurology and psychiatry."

Lin Zheng was speechless.

She is a top student in the medical department and she herself cannot cure the disease. How can he, a Chinese medicine practitioner, cure it?

Jingzhi looked at him with a somewhat conflicted expression.

With a pout, she tightly grasped his right hand and said, "Doctor, don't give up on me. Can I still be saved?"

The delicate and cool touch made Lin Zhenghu's body tremble.

He clenched his jaw and quickly pushed Jingzhi's hand away.

"Are there any other symptoms? Are there any children talking to you?" Lin Zheng asked with gritted teeth.

This guy is suspected to be a colleague who came to disrupt the party. How could he be stage-frightened?

Lin Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his face showing a defensive look.

……

Jingzhi carefully looked towards the door, then turned to Lin Zheng and said:

"I'm telling you, I have eye problems too."

Lin Zheng glanced at her.

She strikes again!

You just make up a difficult disease and ask him to treat it. If he can't cure it, you'll destroy his reputation, right?

snort!

Lin Zheng squinted his eyes and held his breath. He silently took out a business card and placed it in front of her. "Have you ever thought about making an appointment with the eye doctor?"

Jingzhi exclaimed and shook her head at him.

“It’s not a vision problem.”

"I seem to see some strange people every now and then."

She frowned as she recalled, "If I didn't firmly believe in science, I would think those people might not be human."

Lin Zheng's eyelids twitched, and he turned slightly to take a peek at the shadow beside her chair.

Fortunately.

And there are shadows.

This woman was not a ghost so powerful that even he couldn't recognize her.

Once Jingzhi starts talking, she can't stop.

She inexplicably felt that the man in front of her might actually have a solution.

"Those 'people' either had broken arms or legs, or were in strange shapes. It was a tragic sight..."

"I've done a lot of tests, and the reports always say there's nothing wrong."

"My uncle said I might have seen a ghost. He said you know a lot about this business, so he asked me to come and take a look at it for you."

Hearing this, Lin Zheng frowned.

The Taoist skills he knows are all inherited from his family.

Not many people knew that he knew some Taoist magic, except for a few friends.

His friends are all kind-hearted people.

He was introduced by his friend, could it be...

Is this woman really haunted?

"Since when can you see it?"

Lin Zheng straightened his attitude, crossed his hands, and asked her seriously:

"three years ago."

Jingzhi explained:

"At first, I could only hear the voice in my head. Then it told me that I had never believed it, and it said it wanted to open my eyes and prove it to me."

"I ignored it at the time, but I could see it the next day. I can still see it now."

"I thought my problem wasn't mental, but brain, so I studied neurology."

She spread her hands and said, "You know the result."

"Science can't save me."

She looked at the man in front of her carefully.

The man was thin, with eyebrows that flew into his temples. When he frowned, his two thick eyebrows seemed to be connected together.

His angular face looks full of righteousness.

Jingzhi asked him: "Doctor, are you a ghost catcher?"

Lin Zheng straightened his back inexplicably.

With a proud look on his face, he said: "I don't dare to be a master, I just know a little bit."