The three cars left the high-speed rail station and headed all the way to the city.
On the way, Zheng Guohui frowned and asked: "Isn't it all cured? Why is this happening again?"
Secretary Liu shook his head: "I don't know, Madam was fine last night."
"I received a call early this morning saying that my wife was ill. She was breaking things and hitting people. She couldn't hold herself back."
"how is it now?"
Zheng Guohui asked again.
"this…"
Secretary Liu was confused: "You'd better go back and take a look, I can't say."
Zheng Guohui had a gloomy face. Suddenly he looked at Xiao Feng and forced out a smile.
"Dr. Xiao, my wife is also sick."
"Originally, I said it was cured, but who knew it happened again? You have to help me."
Xiao Feng nodded lightly: "Mr. Zheng, don't worry, let's go back and take a look first."
Forty minutes later, three Audi cars entered a villa area on the outskirts of the city.
It is a little far away from the city center of Jinmen, but the environment is very good, with green mountains and green waters and very quiet, without the hustle and bustle of a big city.
After the car stopped, Zheng Guohui quickly walked into the villa.
Xiao Feng and Ma Chunlei followed closely behind and came to the door of a room on the first floor.
I heard a piercing scream coming from inside. This sound sounded very abnormal. This kind of scream would only be made when people are crazy.
"Mr. Zheng, are you back?"
There were two people guarding the door. After seeing Zheng Guohui, they quickly bowed to say hello.
"Ma'am, how is she?"
Zheng Guohui asked with a cold face.
"The situation is not good. You'd better not go in. Mr. Zheng has gone to ask for help."
One person twisted his face and replied.
"Can I not go in? She is my wife."
Zheng Guohui roared, opened the door and entered the house.
But as soon as he entered, he was dumbfounded. The whole house was smashed into a mess, and there were scratch marks on the wall. It was shocking to see.
A woman was tied to the bed, with her hands and feet spread apart to form a big character.
There was blood on the sheets, the woman had disheveled hair, bulging veins on her face, a ferocious face with her mouth wide open, and low growls coming from her throat. She was his wife.
"Xiudi, what's wrong with you?"
After regaining consciousness, Zheng Guohui quickly walked to the bed.
The woman turned her head. She originally rolled her eyes, but she returned to normal at this moment.
She burst into tears suddenly, with a look of pain on her face.
"Guohui, I feel so uncomfortable, please let me die..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Zheng Guohui squatted down and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."
"I brought the doctor back. This is Dr. Xiao. He will definitely cure you."
When the woman saw Xiao Feng next to her, her face suddenly twitched and her eyes became extremely fierce.
"No, I don't want him to see it, let him go, let him go..."
"Xiudi, please calm down."
"You bastard, tell him to get lost, get away quickly..."
The woman screamed loudly at Zheng Guohui. She seemed to be trying to break away from the rope, and the bed was shaking violently.
"Uncle Zheng, auntie is seriously ill."
Ma Chunlei was stunned. This was obviously a mental disorder.
Suddenly, Xiao Feng stepped forward and tapped the woman's eyebrows directly with his index finger.
The woman's body trembled, her eyes looked straight at him, her body seemed to be weak, and she collapsed directly on the bed.
She was breathing heavily, her eyes were dull and dull.
"Mr. Zheng, how long has your wife been in this state?"
Zheng Guohui frowned and replied: "She was not this serious before. Although she would go crazy sometimes, she would be fine in ten minutes."
"The doctor said it was schizophrenia, a serious mental illness."
"No, she is not mentally ill."
Xiao Feng shook his head: "Your wife was hit by a car accident, and now she is entangled in dirty things."
"What? Got hit?"
Zheng Guohui was shocked and stunned.
"Hey! Can you please stop talking nonsense?"
Ma Chunlei glared at him: "Are you a doctor or a magician? Why did you get hit? Do you know what being hit means?"
"Do you understand?"
Xiao Feng asked back.
"Although I don't understand it very well, I have heard people say it."
"To hit a evil spirit is to hit a ghost. What do you mean...my aunt is possessed by a ghost?"
Ma Chunlei pursed her lips and asked hummingly.
"Ah? Possessed by a ghost?"
Zheng Guohui's face was livid and he was even more confused.
"No, she is not possessed by a ghost."
"Breaking ghosts and knocking evil spirits are completely different concepts, and the latter is much more serious than the former."
"Since ancient times, there has been a theory of red and white evil spirits. This red evil spirit is called the red evil spirit because a woman died with hatred on her wedding day. Her resentment was so strong that it turned into a fierce ghost."
"The White Evil is a drowned water ghost. He is the most powerful one among the water ghosts. He swallowed other dead souls and absorbed a large amount of Yin energy, so he can be called the White Evil."
"I conclude that Mrs. Song got into trouble and became like this."
Xiao Feng put his hands behind his back and explained word for word.
"Oh, you can really talk nonsense."
Ma Chunlei shook her head. She had always dismissed the talk of ghosts and gods.
But even if you are possessed by an evil spirit, can you, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, cure it? It’s really a mess.
"Dr. Xiao, are you serious?"
Zheng Guohui couldn't believe it and asked quickly.
"Of course, how can I joke about this kind of thing?"
Xiao Feng said seriously.
Zheng Guohui glanced at his wife on the bed. It was like this anyway, so he might as well just listen to him.
Just when Xiao Feng was about to see whether he hit a red devil or a white devil, suddenly a young man led a middle-aged man with unshaven beard into the room.
"Xiao Bin, this is..."
Zheng Guohui was stunned for a moment and asked.
"Dad, this is Master Ma."
"He is a real master of magic, a disciple of the Ma family known as Nanmao Beima. I specially invited him to treat my mother."
Zheng Shaobin explained.
He is Zheng Guohui's eldest son and currently works as a senior executive in a company.
"It turns out to be Master Ma, hello."
Out of politeness, Zheng Guohui took the initiative to say hello.
Master Ma?
Xiao Feng took a look at the other person. He had a long face and small eyes. He was about fifty years old and dressed in civilian clothes. He looked more like a tomb robber than a magic master.
Furthermore, Nan Mao and Bei Ma refer to the Taoism of Maoshan in the south, and the Ma Immortal in the north. What does it have to do with whether your surname is Ma?
"Mr. Zheng, the yin energy in this room is very strong."
Master Ma curled his lips and looked around with raised eyebrows.
"Let those born in the year of Pig and Dog go out first to avoid being infected by Yin Qi."
"Also, prepare a bowl of black dog blood for me. I want to drive away evil spirits."
Zheng Guohui's face froze and he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Master Ma, I have already found a doctor, so I won't bother you anymore."
"Doctor? Where is he?"
Master Ma's face darkened.
Zheng Guohui solemnly introduced: "This Dr. Xiao is the one I invited to treat my wife."