Chapter 47

Zhao Qian woke up with the help of the nurse, but her complexion was very poor, and she fell back asleep after waking up.

Even with the help of my sister-in-law, there might be some lingering issues after being possessed by the Mountain Ghost. I wanted the old man Hai to do a divination, but given his current condition, it would be a miracle if he could even walk.

I took the opportunity to have the gentle nurse bandage my wounds and apply some medicine. However, due to the imbalance of qi and blood, I almost fainted on the nurse.

Han Shanshan, who was writing a report nearby, gritted her teeth in anger: "You, sigh, I don't even want to scold you!"

I was startled awake by her: "What's wrong? Don't you like it? Do you want me to fall on you?"

The nurse's face turned red: "This is flirting with a police officer, will I get into trouble?" She was so scared that she immediately ran away.

"You're so stupid. Zhao Qian is right there, why don't you take the chance to lie on her? That nurse can't compare to her at all." Han Shanshan seriously scolded me.

"You! That's not right." I was speechless.

Huo Dade had already taken Zhao Zhou, Zhao Yi, and the relevant people away. Zhao Yi was very lucky; he only hit a rock on the way down the mountain. However, his screams were heart-wrenching. At the time, I thought this kid would either die or be crippled, which was very frightening.

"Brother, you're really something. The lightning on the mountain was flashing, and it was very scary, but you guys actually stayed there for a whole night! Amazing!" Lei Qing came in from the door and poured tea for me and Han Shanshan.

"Who let you in? Get out." Han Shanshan glared at him, clearly not getting along with this rascal.

"Sister Han, I'm not talking about you. What's the point of me arguing with a little guy like me?" Lei Qing made a sad face.

"Hmph, you'd better stay outside. Can't you see there's a patient lying here?" Han Shanshan, holding a feather as if it were an order, said the room was Zhao Qian's small bedroom in the manor, and not just anyone could enter. "Do you, Lei Qing, have any sense of propriety?"

"I'm just bringing you some water, okay, I'll leave." Lei Qing, seeing Han Shanshan's unfriendly expression, was ready to run.

"Hold it." Han Shanshan stopped him, tapping the report with a pen and asked, "Look, I'm writing about your accomplice now. Should I write that you accidentally shot him in the thigh, or should I say something else?"

Lei Qing was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled: "How could that be? Officer Han, you were so brave and wise at the time. How could that shot be yours? It was Ah Biao who went crazy and suddenly ran over to get shot. That guy has a criminal record. When he saw someone shooting, he got all excited and started running around. How could that be your fault?"

"Hmph, is he okay? Will he hold it against me?" Han Shanshan asked with a stern face.

"How could that be! I, Lei Qing, guarantee it with my life! He even said your shot was good and well-placed. He secretly told me that he had rheumatism since childhood, and now, because of that shot, he doesn't even feel pain anymore! So how could he hold it against Sister Han? He's grateful!" Lei Qing guaranteed it, his chest bruised from the pounding.

"Be serious! Alright, you can go." Han Shanshan glared at him and then casually waved her hand, dismissing Lei Qing.

Lei Qing, feeling relieved, quickly ran away.

I looked at Lei Qing, then at Han Shanshan. Seeing the two of them, one willing to hit and the other willing to take it, I was speechless.

"Why don't you write your report at the police station? You just shot a few shots last night, almost killing someone. Old Lady Zhao is still in the hospital." I reminded her that the shot to Old Lady Zhao's stomach was hers.

"The mountains are high, and the emperor is far away. They don't dare to manage it. Why should I care? This is called special handling for special situations!" Han Shanshan rolled her eyes, showing me the special operations badge and continued writing her report.

This report is quite difficult to write. The higher-ups cannot let her mention the mystic arts, so most of it is left to the discretion of the subordinates. As long as it doesn't involve the mystic arts, it will pass.

Han Shanshan has a distinguished background; otherwise, how could a small police officer afford to live in Longyuan Community? Even Captain Huo treats her politely, and she has connections with Zhao Qian. The feng shui in her home is a whole set.

"Since you're writing the report, I'll go make a phone call." I looked at the time; it was 8:30, and I wanted to call Yu Xiaoxue to ask about the electric furnace.

"What are you going outside for? The Zhao family is performing a funeral ritual on the mountain behind the manor." Han Shanshan asked.

"Okay." I nodded but still decided to go out.

Seeing me about to leave, Han Shanshan, who had to write the report and watch over Zhao Qian, didn't pay attention to me.

At the door, I saw the Zhao family busy with the funeral preparations, lighting the soul-guiding lamps, placing the coffin on a stand, and covering it with a paper house.

The funeral was orderly, and the person leading the Zhao family was a priest I didn't recognize. However, with Wu Zhenghua retreating to lick his wounds, there shouldn't be any more trouble.

The only ones left were the Wang family. I wondered what Wang Cheng, that old man, was thinking. He hadn't added fuel to the fire these past two days, but I was afraid he might try to obstruct the funeral.

Seeing Lei Qing still nearby, I called him over: "It's about time. What's the situation with the Wang family?"

"Brother, after what you did at the morgue, the Wang family has been intimidated. For now, they have no plans. They probably fear coming to the Zhao family to cause trouble, especially since the old man Hai is still at the Zhao family. However, if Zhao He is released from the police station, things might get complicated." Lei Qing said.

"You're quite perceptive, but if possible, let's resolve this. There's a reason for every grudge. Although Zhao He is involved, the real culprit is Wu Zhenghua." I nodded. The old man Hai is a well-known mystic in the county, with many connections. The Wang family, out of respect, probably won't come.

"Right, I helped that old Wu with some things. He seems nice on the surface, but I find him quite ruthless inside." Lei Qing, who had helped Zhao Yi with many things, had seen this firsthand.

I didn't intend to get involved with Lei Qing and took my phone to the side: "Xue, are you awake?"

"Brother Tian! The things in the furnace are done!" Yu Xiaoxue said excitedly.

"How many?" I was excited. I currently had little fighting ability, and if the soul jars were successfully made, it would be a great support for me.

"Three!" Yu Xiaoxue was also very happy.

"Great, this is all thanks to you and Zhao Qian. I'll treat you to candy later." I praised her.

"Oh! I want a kilogram! I want the white rabbit milk candies!" Yu Xiaoxue was very excited.

"Is that a problem? Okay, I'll go home at noon and buy them for you." I hung up the phone and was about to go back to check on Zhao Qian, but Han Shanshan came out and pulled me in: "Zhao Qian is awake and wants to go to her grandfather's funeral."

"If she can walk, it shouldn't be a problem." I didn't stop her and went in.

Zhao Qian's face was pale, and her eyes were bloodshot. Seeing me come in, she forced a smile: "Brother Tian."

"You're awake? How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

"Over the past few days, Zhao Qian has suffered a lot. She was pinched by a small ghost, strangled by Wang Heng, and possessed by the Mountain Ghost. These are all life-threatening situations, and she has had a very difficult time. Could it be that she has run into some bad luck?"

"More or less, but my eyes hurt a bit." Zhao Qian rubbed her eyes and looked at me, then shook her head and examined me.

"Really? I immediately sat by her bed, opened her eyelids, and looked at her eyes, but I didn't see anything different. It seemed to be due to lack of sleep, causing the bloodshot eyes.

Zhao Qian's cheeks immediately turned red, and her gaze shifted to another place.

"Hmph, you little brat, are you trying to take advantage of the situation? I'm still a police officer here!" Han Shanshan glared at me angrily.

I realized I was overreacting out of concern and stood up, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Brother Tian, I feel like your aura is very complex, with a light blue and a light gold layer."

Zhao Qian's words shocked both me and Han Shanshan!

"What did you say? I'm really worried now. Could it be that the Mountain Ghost accidentally took one or two of your souls, making you foolish?"

"Qian! Are you okay? Doctor! Nurse!" Han Shanshan immediately went to get the doctor and nurse from the next room.

Zhao Qian was also startled by our reaction and quickly added: "I'm fine, just a bit dizzy from just waking up. I must have seen it wrong."

The female doctor came hurriedly, checked her blood pressure and pupils, and after a while, said: "There's nothing wrong. She's just exhausted. Resting will help. If she can stay in the hospital for two days for observation, it would be even better."

"I'm already fine, I don't want to stay in the hospital." Zhao Qian said directly and started to struggle to get up.

Han Shanshan had no choice but to help her up. Zhao Qian took a few steps, and her gait seemed a bit unsteady.

"I want to go to my grandfather's funeral. Can you help me, Shanshan?" Zhao Qian said softly.

Han Shanshan looked at the doctor, who didn't react much, and nodded: "Come on, help her. Walking a bit might make her feel better."

I was still concerned about Zhao Qian's eyes. Being possessed can have serious consequences. Some people become heavily influenced by yin energy after being possessed. Zhao Qian was possessed by the Mountain Ghost, which greatly weakened her yang energy.

In the future, the chances of encountering ghosts will increase significantly. She is currently in poor health, and the stabilizing compass that could protect her was given to Wu Zhenghua by Zhao Zhou as a reward. It's hard to say what will happen in the future.

Zhao Qian insisted on going to the funeral for the old man. I had to help her, as Zhao He was still in the police station. If she couldn't go, she would definitely be haunted by it.