The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

"Cough cough...cough!"

That cough was like a thunderbolt striking the lifeless brick house.

All eyes in the room instantly fixed on the small figure on the ground.

"He's alive! He's really alive!"

The fear in Old Lady Chen's eyes was instantly replaced by ecstatic joy. She pushed aside Wang Banxian, who was blocking her way, and practically pounced on Chu Chen's side.

Her grandson didn't die! So she's not considered to have no descendants!

Wang the fortune teller was also dumbfounded, muttering repeatedly, "Strange thing, strange thing..."

He had practiced medicine for decades and had seen many dead people, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone come back to life after being completely dead and cold!

The villagers were in an uproar, whispering and pointing, looking at Chu Chen as if he were some kind of monster.

However, Grandma Chen's joy lasted for less than a second.

Her eyes darted around, and her gaze fell on Lin Xiu, who was standing motionless beside her.

One survived, but another is still dead.

"unlucky!"

She spat in disgust and reached out to grab Lin Xiu's arm.

"What are you all standing there for! Quickly drag this dead man out and throw him into a mass grave! Keeping him at home is just inviting bad luck!"

Just as Old Mrs. Chen's withered hand was about to touch Lin Xiu's sleeve, the little boy on the ground suddenly sat up.

The noise in the room came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the little boy who was pale but had unusually bright eyes.

He neither cried nor made a fuss.

A pair of dark eyes, like two bottomless ancient wells, stared unblinkingly at Old Lady Chen.

That look in his eyes didn't look like that of a five-year-old child at all.

It was a penetrating scrutiny that cut to the bone, carrying with it a chilling calm.

Old Mrs. Chen felt uneasy under his gaze, her hand frozen in mid-air. She muttered curses to bolster her courage: "What are you looking at! You little brat! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Chu Chen's little mouth opened slightly, and he uttered a few words in a childish voice, but they were clearly heard by everyone.

"grandmother."

"Your liver fire is stagnant, and dampness and toxins are attacking your heart."

"Within three days, a calamity of rotting flesh will surely occur."

Grandma Chen was completely stunned.

Liver fire stagnation?

A disaster of rotting flesh?

These words, spoken by a baby who had just "come back to life," carried an indescribable sinister aura!

The surrounding villagers also gasped in shock, and their gazes toward Chu Chen completely changed.

That was no longer the look of someone looking at a monster, but rather... a ghost!

"Ah—! A ghost! It's come back to life!"

Grandma Chen finally realized what was happening, let out a piercing scream, her legs went weak, and she scrambled out the door.

She didn't even dare to look back, as if a vengeful ghost was chasing her from behind.

"Mother!"

Chu Erhai was also quite frightened, but he still gritted his teeth and chased after them.

The remaining villagers inside scattered with a "whoosh," scrambling to squeeze out, afraid of getting themselves covered in something unclean.

"My God, could the Chen family's kid be possessed by something?"

"That's terrifying! It just came back to life and it's already cursing people!"

"The way they said it was so convincing, it was kind of creepy..."

The brick house, which was just packed with people, suddenly became empty.

Only Wang Banxian, who was so frightened that his legs went weak and he leaned against the corner of the wall without running away, and Lin Xiu, who was lying on the ground, and Chu Chen, who was sitting.

Chu Chen ignored the commotion outside.

He turned his head and looked at his mother's peaceful and serene face. His small body moved over and lay down on Lin Xiu's cold body.

"Mother……"

He called out softly, burying his face in his mother's neck like a young animal seeking protection.

My body was still cold, without any warmth.

But Chu Chen knew that his mother was still alive.

As long as that "Beidou Life-Sustaining Needle" is there, Mom's body will not decay, and her life will not be completely cut off.

"Squeak—"

The door was pushed open again.

Chu Erhai supported the distraught Old Lady Chen, with several daring villagers following behind, peeking inside cautiously.

"Erhai...he...he's still there!" Old Mrs. Chen's voice trembled as she pointed at Chu Chen inside the house.

Chu Erhai felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the little figure clinging to his mother's corpse.

But people have to be buried when they die, and this matter has to be resolved.

He gritted his teeth and called into the house, "Child, you...you get up first, let your mother rest in peace."

Chu Chen slowly raised his head, his large, watery eyes filled with tears, his face showing fear and dependence.

The frighteningly calm young doctor from a moment ago is gone, replaced by a pitiful child who has lost his mother.

"No...don't touch my mom!"

He screamed with all his might, clinging tightly to Lin Xiu and refusing to let go.

An aunt who usually had a good relationship with the Chen family couldn't stand it anymore and mustered up her courage to come in.

"Oh dear, poor child, your mother is gone. Let her rest in peace."

As she spoke, she reached out to pull Chu Chen.

"Get out of here!"

Chu Chen suddenly turned around and bit down on the aunt's wrist!

"what!"

The aunt screamed in pain and jerked her hand back, revealing a row of bloody teeth marks on her wrist.

"This kid's gone mad! He's gone mad!"

The aunt was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly.

After that, no one dared to step forward anymore.

Everyone stared at the tiny boy, who looked like a wolf cub guarding its food, and couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Is this child truly heartbroken, or is he/she...possessed?

Chu Erhai had no choice but to glare at her resentfully and pull the still trembling Old Lady Chen out.

"Bad luck! What bad luck! I don't think this kid can be kept either! He's just a debt collector!" Old Mrs. Chen cursed loudly from outside the door.

The room finally returned to silence.

Chu Chen's tense body relaxed, and he knew that he was safe for the time being.

But Mom's health can't wait any longer.

We must find a safe place as soon as possible to give her a proper "burial".

Night falls.

The fishing village was plunged into darkness, with only a few scattered lights.

Inside the Chen family's brick house, it was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Chu Chen lay quietly beside Lin Xiu, his small body trembling slightly from hunger and cold, but he didn't utter a sound.

In the courtyard, Old Mrs. Chen was still cursing and swearing, her voice filled with fear and anger.

"No! This can't be left like this! We'll go find Taoist Huang tomorrow to take a look. Whether it's possession or something else, we have to exorcise it!"

Chu Erhai irritably smoked, "Mom! Keep your voice down! The whole village is watching!"

"What am I afraid of! I kindly got her medicine, and now one is dead and the other is insane, can't I even speak up?"

As Old Mrs. Chen spoke, she grew angrier and paced back and forth in the yard, her worn-out rubber shoe crunching on the uneven mud.

suddenly!

"Ouch!"

She slipped and stepped on a sharp oyster shell, which immediately cut a deep gash in the sole of her foot, causing it to bleed profusely.

"Damn it!" Old Mrs. Chen winced in pain, plopped down on a small stool, and cursed as she examined her wound.

The cut wasn't too big or too small, so she didn't think much of it and just grabbed a piece of rag and wrapped it up.

But in the middle of the night, she was suddenly awakened by a piercing itch and pain!

She lit the kerosene lamp and was immediately terrified!

Her cut sole was now swollen and red like a steamed bun, with black pus oozing from the wound and emitting a nauseating stench! Patches of skin were festering!

The disaster of rotting flesh.

These four words, like a curse, exploded simultaneously in the minds of Old Mrs. Chen and Chu Erhai, who had been awakened by her.

Old Mrs. Chen reached out with trembling hands and touched the festering wound, which made her scream in pain.

She suddenly looked up at the deathly silent, dark doorway.

What that little brat said...

It came true!

It really came true!

"Ghosts...there really are ghosts!!!"