Chapter 31

The guesthouse of Yanjing University is mainly for the parents of students. Now that Yanjing is on holiday, there aren't many people staying there.

Su Xiaofan completed the check-in procedures. After browsing her phone in the room for a while, she returned to the school to have dinner with her sister, at the canteen of their research institute.

Joining them for dinner were Zhao Qingyao and her father, as well as two male students and their parents. Su Xiaofan got to know them and exchanged contact information.

Su Xiaofan deliberately ordered a few expensive dishes. When the dishes arrived, the ingredients and flavors were excellent. Su Xiaofan felt that even if she didn't agree, her food-loving sister wouldn't have agreed either.

After dinner, Su Xiaoxiao and Zhao Qingyao went back to the dormitory together, while Zhao Zhengshan and Su Xiaofan took a leisurely walk back to the guesthouse. The campus of Yanjing University is itself a scenic spot.

"We didn't have such conditions when we went to university," Zhao Zhengshan said, feeling a bit nostalgic as they walked through the quiet campus.

"Uncle Zhao, why didn't you work in the family business?"

After chatting with Zhao Zhengshan for a while, Su Xiaofan learned that he worked at Luochuan Hospital, which was coincidentally the same hospital where she had been admitted after her car accident.

"I'm not cut out for it; I wouldn't be able to help much," Zhao Zhengshan laughed and said, "I've been interested in medicine since I was young, especially traditional Chinese medicine. Now, I mainly handle bone setting and acupuncture at the hospital."

When Zhao Zhengshan was young, his family was quite poor. His older brother dropped out of school early to help their father with the business. It wasn't until Zhao Zhengshan reached high school that the family became wealthy, and he was able to attend university.

Originally, the old man wanted Zhao Zhengshan to study business management or enter politics after graduation to help the family business. However, Zhao Zhengshan was a very detached person.

Before choosing his major, Zhao Zhengshan had a deep conversation with his father.

Zhao Zhengshan saw things clearly. The family business was built by his father and older brother. If he graduated and directly took over, it would be unfair to his brother. If not handled properly, it could lead to a family feud, and the entire family business might fall apart.

Moreover, Zhao Zhengshan had no interest in business. Instead, he had learned massage and bone setting from a traveling doctor in the countryside when he was young and had a deep affection for traditional Chinese medicine.

Zhao Hengjian was a man who made decisions on his own and rarely listened to others, but this time he was convinced by his son and allowed Zhao Zhengshan to choose his own path.

Zhao Zhengshan was indeed suited for a medical career. He first studied Western clinical medicine for five years, worked as a clinical doctor for a few years, and then enrolled under a renowned traditional Chinese medicine master, truly combining Western and Chinese medicine. He is now an expert receiving special government allowances.

However, Zhao Zhengshan still preferred to stay in Luochuan, serving as a deputy director at the hospital but working on the front lines.

Of course, although he didn't compete or fight, Zhao Zhengshan was not short of money. He received a large sum from the family business every year to support his hobbies.

Zhao Zhengshan's only hobby was collecting antiques. Jingxin Hall's Jing Shizhen was actually the first person he met, and later he introduced him to his father.

"No wonder Uncle Zhao looked familiar. You're a regular at the antique market."

When it came to antiques, Su Xiaofan and Zhao Zhengshan had a lot to talk about, and they got along very well.

"Uncle Zhao, the bracelet on your wrist, is it made of Hetian jade?"

Su Xiaofan noticed that Zhao Zhengshan was wearing an irregular bracelet. It was hard to see clearly in the dark, but it looked like jade.

Su Xiaofan had seen many bracelets, but this irregular one was the first, and she was quite curious.

"Yes, and it's made of Hetian jade seed. It was given to me by my father from a master."

Zhao Zhengshan nodded and lifted his wrist for Su Xiaofan to see, but he didn't take off the bracelet and didn't let her touch it.

[Repair Value: 7 points!]

["Low-grade Kunshan jade defective ritual object, can be repaired, requires 7 repair points. Do you want to repair it?"]

"Hmm, Kunshan jade? That's the ancient name for Hetian jade..."

Seeing the information in her mind, Su Xiaofan was surprised. Zhao Zhengshan's Kunshan jade ritual object was of higher quality than her sister's ink jade Buddha, as it required 7 repair points, one more than the ink jade Buddha.

Of course, Su Xiaofan chose not to repair it.

Based on Uncle Jing's conversion method for the value of yin sha stone, one repair point was worth about 400,000 to 500,000 RMB. Su Xiaofan didn't have enough money or repair points to spare, so she couldn't possibly repair it for him.

"Doesn't the Zhao family have a ritual object like a pendant? Why not give it to Zhao Qingyao?"

"By the way, Uncle Zhao, what do you think of the major being studied in this special class?"

Su Xiaofan asked, knowing that the other person had more life experience and would likely have a better understanding of these so-called supernatural phenomena.

"Supernatural phenomena?"

Zhao Zhengshan paused, lowering his voice, "I believe in them because I've seen them with my own eyes."

"What have you seen, Uncle Zhao?" Su Xiaofan was taken aback.

"Cough, how to put it, it was an experience I had not long after I started working."

Zhao Zhengshan thought for a moment and said, "It was about twenty years ago, when I had just graduated from Western medicine and was working in the emergency department of the hospital. One night, the 120 ambulance brought in several car accident victims..."

The events from over twenty years ago were vivid in Zhao Zhengshan's memory, indicating how deeply he was affected by them.

At that time, Zhao Zhengshan already had a physician's license and was on duty in the emergency department that night.

He remembered clearly that one of the middle-aged patients had been pierced in the heart by sharp glass and had stopped breathing when he was brought to the hospital. For some reason, the man's eyes remained open.

After confirming the patient's death, Zhao Zhengshan personally called the morgue and helped the staff place the body on a stretcher to be taken to the morgue.

That night, Zhao Zhengshan was very busy. As dawn approached, he finally finished his work and took a nap in the on-duty room due to exhaustion.

Zhao Zhengshan couldn't say for sure whether he was asleep or not.

He only remembered that while resting, the door to the on-duty room opened, and a middle-aged man walked in, asking to borrow paper and a pen to write something down.

It was common to encounter such requests in the hospital, so Zhao Zhengshan handed the paper and pen to the man. The man said his hand was injured and couldn't write, so he asked Zhao Zhengshan to write for him.

Su Xiaofan naturally didn't refuse such a simple favor. However, when she wrote down a password as dictated by the man and was about to hand the paper to him, she suddenly realized the man had disappeared.

At that moment, Zhao Zhengshan woke up, and the memory of the man's face made him break out in a cold sweat. The man who had borrowed the paper and pen was the middle-aged man who had died in the car accident that night.

Medical students often dissect cadavers, and Zhao Zhengshan was quite brave. He immediately ran to the morgue to check on the man and found that the man's eyes, which had been open, were now closed.

Medical students hear all sorts of terrifying and absurd stories, but Zhao Zhengshan never expected to experience one himself. Thinking about the man's actions, Zhao Zhengshan did something.

The next day, Zhao Zhengshan found the man's family and gave them the paper with the password, which he had cut to remove the hospital's mark, claiming it was left by the man.

The man's son, who was also in the car accident but only had minor injuries, was staying in the hospital. During this time, Zhao Zhengshan deliberately inquired and found out that the numbers on the paper were indeed the password to their savings account.

At that moment, Zhao Zhengshan understood that he had truly seen the middle-aged man, or perhaps his lingering spirit.

The man might not have known that his legal heirs could withdraw the bank deposit with a death certificate, so he had specifically found Zhao Zhengshan to write down the password.

In Zhao Zhengshan's view, the man's soul at that time was likely a formless spiritual energy that stimulated his brain, causing him to hallucinate and see the man.

After this incident, Zhao Zhengshan, who had no particular beliefs, became extremely interested in whether the spirit exists after death and the reasons for its existence.

So, Zhao Zhengshan began to systematically study traditional Chinese medicine, as it has theories of yin and yang, the five elements, and the six qi, as well as theories of qi, blood, essence, body fluids, and spirit, which seemed to help him understand the existence of consciousness.

However, what frustrated Zhao Zhengshan was that over the past twenty years, he had not encountered a similar event again.

If not for the clear memory of that incident, Zhao Zhengshan might have doubted whether his research direction was wrong and that there was no such thing as a spirit.

"Is there really such a thing as ghosts in this world?"

After hearing Zhao Zhengshan's experience, Su Xiaofan shook her head and said, "Uncle Zhao, I'm not as lucky as you. I've walked through graveyards for three years and never seen a ghost."

"Based on my research over the years, it seems that certain conditions need to be met to see them."

Zhao Zhengshan was also very brave. He agreed with Su Xiaofan's comment that seeing a ghost was a matter of luck.

"A few days ago, when I went back to my village, I saw someone experiencing a ghost wall."

Su Xiaofan recounted the incident she had seen recently.

"No wonder you asked Professor Lei about the ghost wall. I haven't seen it in person, but I have seen patients who experienced it."

It must be said that both Su Xiaofan and Zhao Zhengshan had minds that were somewhat different from the norm. They hit it off immediately and had a lot to talk about.

Even when they returned to the guesthouse, they continued chatting enthusiastically. They went to Su Xiaofan's room and talked for several hours until after 1 a.m., when Zhao Zhengshan finally returned to his room to rest.