"Possessed?"
The moment these words were spoken, Jiang Yichun, Jiang Tongxin, and all the doctors and nurses present were stunned. They all turned their heads to look at Wan Yunting, who stood by the hospital bed, his brow slightly raised as his gaze fixed on the dark energy coalescing on Tian Guofu's forehead.
"Yes, he is indeed possessed!"
Wan Yunting turned back, his expression grave, and said very seriously to Jiang Yichun.
"This..."
The young doctor and nurse who were about to change Tian Guofu's bandages looked nervous. They were scared, exchanging glances, and for a moment, none of them dared to proceed.
"Dr. Wan, do you know what you're saying?"
Jiang Tongxin's eyebrows shot up. She glared at Wan Yunting displeasedly and said coldly, "What era is this, still talking about demons and ghosts? If you truly cannot diagnose his illness, I will have the hospital director invite an old professor to take a look..."
"Tongxin, what do you know?"
Before Wan Yunting could retort, Jiang Yichun, who had recovered from his shock, snorted at Jiang Tongxin. "Some ailments cannot be explained by science."
"Grandfather..."
Jiang Tongxin's eyes widened. She couldn't believe her grandfather believed Wan Yunting's superstitious nonsense.
"Little Wan, let's go out and ask the patient's family if he's encountered anything recently." Jiang Yichun ignored Jiang Tongxin and said to Wan Yunting.
"Alright."
Wan Yunting nodded. He wasn't in a hurry to discuss treating Tian Guofu. He left the intensive care unit with Jiang Yichun and went outside. Lin Huiping and her two sons immediately stepped forward. "Mr. Wan, how is it? Was Mr. Tian saved?"
"Madam, please calm down first."
Wan Yunting removed his mask and protective gear, his expression serious as he spoke to Lin Huiping and her two sons. "Let's find a quieter place to talk."
"To Tongxin's office."
Jiang Yichun's old face was equally solemn. He spoke and then directly headed towards Jiang Tongxin's office on the second floor.
"Okay, okay..."
Lin Huiping called her sons, and they followed Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun upstairs.
At this moment, Jiang Tongxin also came out and quickly followed.
Upon entering the office, Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun adopted extremely serious expressions. They looked at Lin Huiping and Tian Guofu's two sons and asked earnestly, "Madam, can you tell us if Mr. Tian has been anywhere these past two days? Or met any strange people? Has he had any particularly unusual behavior recently?"
"No."
Lin Huiping and her two sons shook their heads. "Mr. Wan, you know, my Old Tian attended the Chaoting Group's cocktail party with you that night. For the next two days, he was mostly in our Huadu City, busy with company matters. It was a straight path from work to home."
"It's just that yesterday afternoon, he took our whole family, along with Mr. Zheng and others, to the golf course. But my Old Tian only met Mr. Zheng, he didn't meet any strange people, nor did he have any unusual behavior."
Wan Yunting raised an eyebrow and continued to ask, "Are you sure Mr. Tian wasn't burned by fire?"
"No."
Lin Huiping and her two sons shook their heads firmly. "After the golf game and dinner with Mr. Zheng, our family returned home. My father went straight to his study to deal with some work documents."
"But around ten o'clock that night, there was suddenly a scream from my father in the study. We rushed in and saw my father covered in something black, as if it were fire!"
"When we touched it, it felt scorching hot. We tried to extinguish the black substance on him with water, but it wouldn't go out. By the time my father stopped moving, he had fainted. So we immediately called 120 for an ambulance and brought him to the hospital."
At this, Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun exchanged a look, then turned back to Lin Huiping and her two sons. "Black substance? Like fire?"
"Yes, we don't know what it was. It was shaped like fire, but it was black."
The mere thought of last night's events made Lin Huiping's face full of panic and fear, her heart still pounding. She whispered to Wan Yunting, "And Mr. Wan, I feel like Old Tian must have encountered something unclean!"
As soon as she said this, her two sons, Tian Yanghui and Tian Gaohan, were startled. But upon careful consideration of their father's tragic state last night, being burned by the fire-like black substance in his study, it seemed difficult to explain it without involving demons and ghosts.
"Actually, Old Tian didn't have any unusual behavior during the day, but before he went to sleep at night, he often had nightmares and talked in his sleep!"
Lin Huiping's expression was tense and fearful as she spoke to Wan Yunting, Jiang Yichun, and Jiang Tongxin, who had followed them in. "He said he was wrong, that he shouldn't have started a fire or something along those lines..."
"Started a fire!"
Wan Yunting's brow furrowed. He caught the key point in her words. "Started what fire? Did Mr. Tian start a fire recently?"
"No."
Lin Huiping shook her head. "How could Old Tian start a fire? He was just having nightmares the past two nights. I felt like he was seeing ghosts, talking in his sleep and sweating profusely, saying things like 'don't take my life,' as if he were begging someone..."
"Mom, the more you talk, the more unbelievable it gets. Why didn't you tell us about Dad's nightmares?" Tian Yanghui said.
"Oh, the next day your father was like nothing had happened, how could I dare to mention it?"
Lin Huiping glanced at her two sons. "If it weren't for what happened last night, I wouldn't have dared to think in that direction. Now the more I think about it, the more scared I become."
Wan Yunting, Jiang Yichun, and Jiang Tongxin exchanged glances. Hearing Lin Huiping say this, it seemed Tian Guofu had truly encountered something unclean that was plaguing him.
"Doctor, what illness does my father have?"
Tian Yanghui and Tian Gaohan's eyes widened as they asked, "Do you have any way to cure him?"
Wan Yunting gestured for them to calm down and said, "Actually, Madam, you are correct. Mr. Tian has indeed encountered an unclean evil entity!"
"Ah..."
Hearing that it was indeed a ghost encounter, Lin Huiping's face turned pale. Tian Yanghui and Tian Gaohan were also stunned, but they still guiltily argued, "Doctor, don't talk nonsense. How can you really bring up demons and ghosts?"
Wan Yunting waved his hand and said very seriously, "Then explain to us, what was that black substance on your father last night?"
"This..."
The brothers Tian Yanghui and Tian Gaohan looked at each other, finding it difficult to explain.
"Oh, Mr. Wan, what should we do about my Old Tian now?"
Lin Huiping was flustered and anxious, unable to resist grabbing Wan Yunting's arm and urging, "Do you have any way to save my Old Tian? Or should I go to a temple and invite a highly accomplished monk to perform a ritual for him?"
"Madam, please don't worry. I'll discuss countermeasures with Director Jiang and the others first." Wan Yunting suddenly smiled, appeasing Lin Huiping, and then smiled at Tian Yanghui and the others. "You all go outside and wait for us for a while."
"Okay, Mom, let's go out."
Tian Gaohan and his brother led Lin Huiping out. Wan Yunting then turned to look at Jiang Yichun, but Jiang Tongxin, standing beside him, had a gloomy expression and said, "This is simply preposterous! Where are ghosts in this world? I think someone is clearly playing tricks behind the scenes!"
Seeing Jiang Tongxin's disbelief, Wan Yunting could only smile helplessly. However, Jiang Yichun chided, "Tongxin, you are still young and it's normal not to understand some strange ailments. If this were to happen to people of the older generation, they would basically all believe that this Tian Something Guofu has encountered something unclean."
But Jiang Tongxin remained unconvinced. After all, she studied Western medicine and everything was based on science. "If that's the case, then tell me, how should his illness be treated?"
At this point, Jiang Yichun was stumped. Although in the past, when he was a young doctor, he had encountered a few cases of possessed patients, treating such strange ailments was not something ordinary TCM doctors could do. It required someone who understood the intricacies to drive away evil spirits and treat the patient's complex conditions.
"Elder Jiang, let me try!"
Seeing Jiang Yichun's troubled expression, Wan Yunting said with a smile.