Chapter 39

"Loss of Soul Syndrome? What kind of disease is this?" Bai Bing had never heard of it before and felt somewhat surprised.

Ye Qiu explained, "Loss of Soul Syndrome, as the name suggests, means the loss of one's soul."

Soul?

If these two words hadn't come from Ye Qiu's mouth, Bai Bing would have definitely dismissed them as feudal superstition. What era are we in, still believing in this?

Ye Qiu continued, "The 'Yun Ji Qi Qian' records that a person has three souls: one called Shuang Ling, the second called Tai Yuan, and the third called You Jing. A person also has seven spirits, each with its own name. The first spirit is called Shi Gou, the second is called Fu Shi, the third is called Que Yin, the fourth is called Teng Zei, the fifth is called Fei Du, the sixth is called Chu Hui, and the seventh is called Chou Fei."

"If all three souls and seven spirits are present, it indicates that a person is normal. If one soul or one spirit is lost, the person will become abnormal, suffering from illness or mental disorders, and in severe cases, it can be life-threatening or even fatal."

Seeing Ye Qiu's serious demeanor, Bai Bing couldn't help but start to doubt.

Could it be that a person really has three souls and seven spirits?

"How do you treat it?" Bai Bing asked.

"Summon the soul!"

Hearing these two words, Bai Bing's expression became somewhat strange. She was a Western medicine doctor and shouldn't believe in such ghostly nonsense, but Ye Qiu's serious expression didn't seem like he was making it up.

Then, under Bai Bing's curious gaze, Ye Qiu took out an old piece of clothing from the wardrobe, hung it on the door, and began to draw on it with his fingers while muttering something under his breath, looking very much like a charlatan.

Is this really treating a patient?

Bai Bing couldn't help but deeply doubt Ye Qiu's treatment.

Will this really work?

Time passed minute by minute.

Five minutes later.

Ye Qiu's voice suddenly rose, saying, "Soul, return! Soul, return..."

Seeing his act, Bai Bing almost wanted to interrupt him. This didn't look like treating a patient at all, but more like a Taoist performing a ritual.

After a while, Ye Qiu finally stopped.

However, the old man Li on the bed remained unresponsive, just as before.

"Strange!" Ye Qiu frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"According to the records, Old Li should have woken up by now. Why is there no reaction at all?"

Bai Bing rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, you act like a charlatan and think you can wake up a vegetative patient. Who are you fooling?

Ye Qiu squatted in front of the bed, carefully observing Old Li's facial expression, which remained calm and unchanged.

"How can this be?"

"I performed the soul-summoning technique as recorded in the tradition. Why is it not working at all?"

"What went wrong?"

Ye Qiu was puzzled. According to the records, after performing the soul-summoning, Old Li should have immediately woken up, but now, he remained motionless.

"Could it be that I misdiagnosed him, and Old Li doesn't have Loss of Soul Syndrome? Otherwise, why wouldn't the soul-summoning work?"

Ye Qiu fell into self-doubt.

Bai Bing said from the side, "From a Western medicine perspective, a vegetative patient retains vital signs but has no thought or consciousness, existing in a vegetative state. This usually occurs when the brain and nervous system are severely damaged."

"Although there is a certain probability of waking up, the chances are very small."

"Don't worry, take it slowly," Bai Bing comforted.

Ye Qiu said, "I've seen Old Li's medical records. Before he became like this, there was no damage to his brain or nervous system. I just checked his pulse, which is steady and strong, indicating that his bodily functions are normal. Therefore, I suspect that he is not a vegetative patient but has Loss of Soul Syndrome."

"Why don't you try acupuncture?" Bai Bing suggested.

"Acupuncture won't work for Old Li's condition. Only soul-summoning... Hey!" Ye Qiu suddenly exclaimed, staring intently at Old Li's right hand.

"What's wrong?" Bai Bing asked quickly.

"Old Li's fingers seemed to move just now," Ye Qiu said.

Bai Bing hurriedly looked at Old Li's right hand, but after a while, she saw no movement and said, "Ye Qiu, are you seeing things?"

"Maybe... Director Bai, look, Old Li's fingers are moving again."

Bai Bing looked down.

Indeed, she saw Old Li's fingers trembling slightly.

"There's really a reaction! This is incredible!" Bai Bing's beautiful face was filled with shock.

Both of them stared at Old Li's right hand.

After half a minute, Old Li's fingers stopped trembling and became motionless again, just as before.

"How can this be?" Ye Qiu's face was full of disappointment.

He thought Old Li would wake up, but unexpectedly, Old Li was back to the state before the soul-summoning, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless.

Could it be that the soul-summoning didn't work?

No!

If the soul-summoning didn't work for Old Li, his fingers wouldn't have trembled. But why didn't he wake up?

What went wrong?

Ye Qiu lowered his head in deep thought.

"What are you thinking?" Bai Bing asked.

"I'm thinking of a way to wake Old Li up," Ye Qiu said.

Bai Bing said, "Don't worry. Now that Old Li has shown a reaction, it's a good start. Think of a way, and maybe Old Li will wake up."

"Okay, I'll check on Old Li again!"

Ye Qiu bent over to stand in front of the bed, preparing to examine Old Li's pupils. At that moment, a loud voice came from the doorway, "What are you doing!"

Ye Qiu looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a square face walking in, glaring at him.

Guo Da Nu followed closely behind the middle-aged man.

"Director Li, why are you here?" Bai Bing was somewhat surprised to see the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man ignored Bai Bing and glared at Ye Qiu again, shouting, "What are you doing!"

"I'm treating Old Li!" Ye Qiu noticed the anger in the middle-aged man's eyes and asked, puzzled, "You are Director Li, right? Didn't you ask me to treat Old Li?"

"Nonsense! When did I ask you to treat my father?"

Ye Qiu couldn't help but look at Guo Da Nu.

"Ye Qiu, what are you doing? I only asked you and Director Bai to come and see Old Li. How could you treat him without permission? Do you have any sense of organizational discipline?"

Guo Da Nu then scolded Bai Bing, "And you, as the head of the surgery department, how could you follow Ye Qiu's reckless actions? Have you forgotten the hospital rules? You know Old Li's status. If anything happens to him, how will you explain it to Director Li?"

"Deputy Director Guo, you didn't say that in the office. You said..."

"Enough!" Guo Da Nu rudely interrupted Bai Bing, saying sternly, "Director Bai, I order you to go back and do the examination. As for Ye Qiu's unauthorized treatment of Old Li, I will call a meeting with the hospital leadership later. We'll see what the result is!"

Ye Qiu understood.

Director Li never asked him to treat Old Li. It was Guo Da Nu who deceived him, trying to use Director Li's hand to kick him out of Jiangzhou Hospital.

Otherwise, Director Li wouldn't have come so conveniently and wouldn't have been so angry.

"Deputy Director Guo, I didn't expect you to be so vicious, trying to use Director Li's hand to kick me out of the hospital. Unfortunately, human plans are not as good as heaven's will."

"What do you mean?"

Slap!

Ye Qiu suddenly slapped Old Li's face.