After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus.

"Why did they change my doctor...?"

"Oh...right, it's better not to waste resources on me."

"Doctor, how much longer do I have to live? Please give me a precise number... so I can be discharged and spend more time with my daughter; she's so tired..."

Just as Zhang Chen, disguised as a doctor, entered the ward with the dog demon, he heard the old woman's weak, muttering murmurs.

A glance revealed that the woman was so thin she was almost like a skeleton, her white hair had all faded, and her face was bloodless. Only her chapped lips kept opening and closing as she muttered something.

It seemed that the old woman knew what she was about to face, so she was eager to leave something behind in this world, even if it was just to say a few more words.

Some say that the ceiling is a book that a patient can never finish reading.

Zhang Chen had a concrete understanding of this statement.

"One month, that's the best-case scenario," the dog demon sighed. There was no point in hiding it anymore. "I checked, your medical expenses were stopped for six months, and your body can't handle restarting treatment now."

"A month? That's still a long time..." The old woman forced a smile, as if trying to laugh. "I can stay with her for another month. I thought there were only a few days left..."

"Hey..." The old woman's eyes moved weakly, and when she saw Zhang Chen, a few kind smile lines appeared at the corners of her eyes. "Young man, my daughter isn't much older than you, but she's suffered a lot..."

"Please speak."

"Her father passed away early, and I raised her alone, but I couldn't give her anything. Every time she asked me... Mom, why are the only shoes in her class coming unglued? Why do I have to bring a bottle of glue to school? I don't know how to answer her."

"When she was little, she was sickly and spent eight out of ten days in the hospital. Back then, if you didn't give her a gift, they wouldn't even let you get an appointment with a decent doctor... My daughter hates unscrupulous doctors the most, and she vowed since she was little that she would become a good doctor when she grew up..."

As the old woman spoke, tears welled up in her dry eyes, and she sighed:

"And now... she's the one giving me gifts, all for the sake of my medical treatment. What a terrible mother I am..."

"She's very strong-willed. Every time she comes to see me, she dresses up beautifully. She tells me she's become a big star's assistant, a star's private doctor... and earns a lot of money. She tells me she'll raise the money for medical expenses soon... and tells me not to worry..."

"But it's my own daughter. How can I not see how tired she is? She's only in her early twenties... She struggled to work while getting into a top university. She borrowed every loan she could to pay for tuition and medical expenses. She's so young... She's working three jobs... She's so young. It breaks my heart..."

"Doctor, please stop all my medications immediately, and expedite the discharge procedures. A day in the hospital costs six hundred... I don't want to be a burden to her anymore. If I die, I die. She's still young, in the prime of her life; she shouldn't have to live like this..."

After saying all this, the mother, who had been bedridden for a long time, looked out the window as if all her strength had been drained.

Outside the window, a crow happened to be perched on the antenna mast, making strange, mournful, and incessant noises.

"Okay, I'll go take care of the formalities." Dog Demon and Zhang Chen exchanged a glance and walked out of the ward.

Zhang Chen was about to say something comforting and offer some yang energy when he heard the old woman say:

"Hey buddy, are you a god?"

Zhang Chen was stunned.

He suddenly realized that all animals, when they are about to die, temporarily gain sentience and become monsters.

Wasn't that person the same way on their deathbed?

So, could this old woman, like a monster, see what was extraordinary about him?

"Are you a deity from the underworld...? Are you going to take me to the underworld? I don't even have a month left to live, do I?" the old woman pressed.

"Yes, at most one week after stopping medication and being discharged from the hospital," Zhang Chen said.

"Wow, it's amazing! So there really are gods in this world... Gods! I've prayed to Buddha my whole life, but why is my daughter still suffering so much... and why can't I get better?"

"Hmm." Zhang Chen couldn't offer an explanation.

"You're a deity, can you tell my daughter's fortune? Will she be able to marry a good man?"

"I can't calculate."

Even gods can't do everything...

"Then just take me away. My daughter definitely won't let me leave the hospital. I might as well die here and not cause her any more trouble..."

"You can be discharged. I can give you a week to spend time with your daughter," Zhang Chen said, "while you are in good health."

"But when the time comes, you will still die."

"Really?" the old woman exclaimed in surprise, almost unable to catch her breath.

"Well, what's your choice?" Zhang Chen had already placed his hand on the old woman's wrist.

"What other choice do we have...cough cough..." the old woman said with a bitter laugh, "She's grown up and has never seen the sea. I have to take her to see the sea."

"it is good."

Zhang Chen sent in a wisp of yang energy, and the old woman, who looked like a dried corpse, gradually regained her vitality.

Although it still looks very weak, it has regained the ability to move around, and with the help of the dog demon's treatment, it will be back to normal.

The first thing the old woman did after getting up was to kowtow to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen felt he had been kowtowed to too many times lately, which was shortening his lifespan, so he was preparing to run away.

"Immortal, what is your name? Although I am about to die, I cannot leave your kindness unrepaid, and I must offer you incense."

Zhang Chen walked to the door, heard the old woman's words, paused, and thought about his name...

Pure Yang Daoist? No...that's not right.

"Just call me Zhang Chen," he said, turning his head.

...

Without lingering, Zhang Chen followed the dog demon to another ward, which was clearly much more luxurious.

The door was ajar. Zhang Chen originally intended to go in pretending to be a doctor, just like before, but then he heard arguing inside.

"Father! You have no idea how arrogant Lin Yinmeng is! She's so poor, yet she still pretends!"

"I told her to bring in 20 million, and all she wanted was a male lead? You know what? That little assistant dared to challenge me, and even said the male lead had already been cast—a damn poor loser!"

A muffled, violent cough came from the ward.

"You bastard! You came to the hospital... just to talk to me about this crap?"

"What else, Dad? I think it's not enough money. If I had fifty million, Lin Yinmeng would definitely give in! To be honest, you're practically dead already, how many hospitals have you been to? Shouldn't you have written your will by now? My second uncle has already written his will, leaving everything to his son. What about me? Why are you dragging your feet? If I really die, I'll have to fight for the inheritance, right? Am I still your son?!"

"Also, is this a hereditary disease? Didn't you have uremia before? You got a kidney transplant from that old hag, and now your other kidney is failing too. Why don't you ask her for another one? What if I get this disease after you die?"

"You! Cough, cough..."

"Oh right, that old hag must have been seventy or eighty years old. She must be dead, right? Dad, to be honest, you're really heartless. Leaving that old woman there all alone, she deserves it."

"Otherwise, while you're still alive, see what organs you can save for me so I can have them transplanted if I get sick in the future."

"Hong Jin, get the hell out of here!"

"Get out of here! Leave me a will first."

"roll!"

"No, I brought a pen. I've written your will. Please sign it..."

Hearing this, Zhang Chen stopped in his tracks, deciding not to take any further action, and shook his head at the dog demon.

"Forget it, it's not worth talking about."

"Wealth doesn't equate to quality. I've treated the most patients," the dog demon said. "Those who respect doctors the most are actually the poor with dull eyes. So-called intellectuals, on the other hand, are often picky and give unsolicited advice."

Zhang Chen nodded, and the image of the crow he had just seen at the window suddenly flashed through his mind.

Crows...chasing.

It's definitely not a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen hurriedly ran downstairs, but unexpectedly ran into Zhao Fangyi, whose eyes were swollen from crying. When she saw him, her eyes reddened even more, and she anxiously covered her face to hide it.

But Zhang Chen still noticed a red handprint on her cheek, as if she had been slapped.

"Don't look at me!" Zhao Fangyi bumped him with her shoulder and ran away in a panic.

"Hey, you rascal..." The rabbit in Zhang Chen's pocket was about to pop out and curse, but he stuffed it back in.

"Ignorance is no excuse," Zhang Chen reassured her.

He then rushed to the hospital and found the utility pole he had just seen in the ward.

A few crows were perched on the power lines in twos and threes.

Before he could speak, the largest crow landed and perched on his shoulder.

"Gurgle gurgle!"

"Immortal! Your fame has spread among those cicadas. Can you understand us?"

Zhang Chen was stunned. "You know me?"

"Of course! I just caught a cicada to eat, and it said it was going to find a psychic immortal to take revenge on us, so we all know about you. You really can understand us!"

"I know a little." Zhang Chen was relieved that his true identity hadn't been exposed. He had a Taoist master as a cover, so it was alright.

"What do you want from us? We don't need your blessings."

"I'm here to ask, why were you chasing that businessman on the top floor?"

"Goo-ga-ga-ga-ga!"

Upon hearing this, several crows flapped their wings and burst into laughter at the same time.

It was mockery, a rather disdainful mockery.

"You mean that unfilial son? His ancestors had crow blood, so he's considered to be of the same kind as us," said one of the crows.

"That's hilarious, that's hilarious. The proverb 'crows feeding their parents' is a idiom created by you humans, so why are there so many unfilial people among you humans?" another crow retorted.

"We crows weren't originally so focused on filial piety; it's just that our ancestors heard your human proverbs and felt we should do it this way, so we established this rule!"

"The rule is this: any member of the same clan with crow blood must not abandon their father or mother! Those who violate this rule will be cursed by the crows!"

"That damn businessman, he was raised by his mother alone since he was a child, but when he heard that his father, who abandoned his wife and children, had married into a wealthy family, he abandoned his mother and went to live with his father."

"Hahaha! He contracted uremia twenty years ago, and he shamelessly came back to his birth mother asking for a kidney transplant! How hateful! How hateful!"

Several crows started cawing and cursing in unison.

[List of Yokai Included]

[Already included: Raven Demon]

[Note: The crow clan has an unparalleled obsession with filial piety; any member of the clan who disobeys this duty will be retaliated against by the other crows...]

As Zhang Chen processed this information, he wondered if it was a coincidence... but it perfectly matched the old woman he knew who sold vegetables.

And that old woman... had come looking for him as a ghost just yesterday.

"Immortal! You should join us in cursing him, instead of acting like that little girl and trying to catch us! Everyone in the company is wicked!"

"Bad, bad, bad!" the crows chorused.