While Hua Jiunan and others rushed to Guimushan, Zhang Chao was in the hospital.
Zhang Chaoniang, a middle-aged rural woman in her forties, was sitting beside the unconscious Zhang Chao's bedside with tears streaming down her face.
"Child, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly."
"We can't leave my mother alone, otherwise she won't be able to survive!"
The woman was crying, and suddenly she noticed that Zhang Chao began to sweat continuously, and in a blink of an eye, the pillow was wet.
Seeing this, she hurriedly ran outside.
He ran and yelled for the doctor.
In the towns and villages in the late 1990s, medical care was still very limited.
What's more, how can ordinary doctors diagnose a special patient like Zhang Chao well?
After listening with a stethoscope for a while and taking the temperature, the doctor could only treat the patient symptomatically.
He asked the nurse to add antipyretic medicine to the hanging bottle and told Zhang Chaoniang:
If the fever still persists after half an hour, wipe his body with a hot towel.
Zhang Chaoniang agreed with tears in her eyes. After sending the doctors and nurses away, she walked towards the hot water room with a basin and a thermos bottle.
The town has a small population, and there are not many patients in the entire hospital. It is empty everywhere.
When a person is alone in the corridor, he can clearly hear the echo of his own footsteps.
To maintain ventilation, only two-thirds of the corridor windows were closed.
The cold wind blew in from outside, and Zhang Chaoniang shivered involuntarily.
Tightening her coarse cotton coat, this strong rural woman continued to carry hot water and rushed back to the ward.
What ordinary people couldn't see was that a female ghost in blue was following her behind her at some point.
The body was hunched and her arms hugged Zhang Chaoniang's waist tightly.
Her long hair was wet and hanging straight down, leaving a series of watery footprints wherever she walked.
After returning to the ward, Zhang Chaoniang felt even colder.
He even started to tremble.
"No, the child is like this, I can't get sick again!"
"Then this family will really be finished!"
The woman drowsily picked up the cup, poured herself a large cup of hot water, and poured it into her mouth without hesitation.
You know, this is just boiling hot water!
The female ghost behind him made a series of ethereal and strange sounds.
"Drink, drink, everything will be fine..."
At the critical moment, Zhang Chao, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly sat up and grabbed his mother's hand holding hot water.
Zhang Chaoniang's eyes, which were originally a little blurry, immediately burst into ecstasy.
"Child, are you recovered?!"
"Lie down quickly and don't move. Mom goes to find a doctor!"
Zhang Chao ignored her, but took the hot water from the woman's hand with one hand, and patted her head gently with the other hand.
"Bodies rise and fall, yin and yang are separated. Sleep peacefully, you are too tired."
Zhang Chaoniang fell on the bed in response. Although she tried hard to open her eyes and speak, she immediately fell asleep.
The entire ward was eerily quiet for a moment, with only Zhang Chao and the female ghost in blue looking at each other.
Zhang Chao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the voice of the female ghost in blue was filled with fear.
"Who are you? Why can you see me?! Why aren't you afraid of me?!!!"
Facing the female ghost's three consecutive questions, the smile on Zhang Chao's face became even weirder.
"I am a corpse chaser, have you ever heard of me?"
After Zhang Chao finished speaking, he didn't wait for the female ghost to answer, bit his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it into the hot water he was holding.
The hot water quickly turned black and red and began to boil gurglingly.
In the shocked eyes of the female ghost, Zhang Chao smiled ferociously and poured a whole cup of "hot water" on the female ghost's face.
There was a sizzling sound like meat being fried in boiling oil. The female ghost covered her face and squatted on the ground howling miserably.
Seeing the female ghost's painful look, Zhang Chao had a perverted smile on his face.
Still feeling it was "not enough", he stood up, picked up the thermos bottle, squeezed out another drop of blood and poured it into it.
Then he grabbed the female ghost by her hair and lifted her up from the ground.
The whole bottle of hot water with added ingredients was poured into the female ghost's mouth.
"Hahaha, don't you like to persuade people to drink hot water?"
"Drink, drink, ancestor, I will let you drink as much as you like this time!"
The female ghost could still make miserable howls at first, but after a while there was no more sound.
The whole body steamed up and turned into a pool of pus and blood, leaving only a piece of blue clothing in place.
Zhang Chao picked it up with a smile.
"The Wrong Soul Clothes?"
"Not bad, my ancestor needs this exactly."
While talking, Zhang Chao tore his clothes into twenty neat pieces and laid them flat on the ground.
After a moment of hesitation, he broke the glass, picked up a piece of broken glass and walked towards the "sleeping" Zhang Chaoniang.
"Ancestor, I just broke through the mystery in the womb and am weak, so I will borrow some blood from you first."
He grabbed his arm and was about to cut it, but suddenly stopped, with a struggle on his face.
"It's wrong to cut someone with glass, let alone my mother!"
