This Taoist Master is too Frivolous-Chapter 4 - : 110? My brother’s grandpa has been kidnapped!
4 Chapter 4: 110? My brother’s grandpa has been kidnapped!
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10 AM.
Xu Yang appeared punctually at the entrance of the private psychological clinic.
“Ma Long, where are you?”
“I’m at the entrance of the clinic!”
He sent a message to Ma Long.
Soon, Ma Long came trotting out from the clinic, grabbed Xu Yang, and led him inside.
On the way, he said, “Xu Yang, I have already informed the doctor about your situation. Just tell the truth when the doctor asks you questions…He’s a master’s graduate in psychotherapy and had studied under a globally renowned psychotherapist from Yingland.”
“He was once hired with high salary by the Capital Medical University Affiliated Hospital and served as an attending physician for a year in their mental health department, before resigning four months ago and opening this clinic in Wu City.”
The conversation went on.
The two went up to the second floor of the clinic, where they met the “psychotherapist” that Ma Long mentioned.”
Contrary to their expectations, she was not wearing a white coat but a black OL-style dress, with short hair, and dressed very appropriately, exuding a mature womanly aura.
“You must be Xu Yang?”
The female doctor introduced herself, “My name is Wan Qian, I’ve already learned about your situation in general… Please have a seat.”
Xu Yang sat down.
Behind him, Miss Ghost floated over to his side and sat down obediently.
Wan Qian got straight to the point, asking, “Mr. Xu, I heard that you were an excellent student in high school, always ranking among the top three in your class. Is it true that you chose to take a leave of absence a month before the college entrance exams due to your grandpa’s death?”
Xu Yang nodded.
Wan Qian: “It seems that you had a very close relationship with your grandpa. Can you tell me more about him?”
Xu Yang pondered for a few seconds before saying, “I’m an orphan. I’ve never met my parents, and I grew up with my grandpa….”
“When I was a child, it was my grandpa who took me to school and picked me up after.”
“Back then, I used to envy other students who had parents to accompany them to eat delicious food and tell them stories at bedtime…”
“When my grandpa found out about my thoughts, he began to take me to the countryside to do funeral rituals for others.”
“At bedtime, he would tell me ghost stories…”
At first, Xu Yang thought it was merely necessary for the doctor to inquire about his condition.
However, as he continued talking, the memories he shared his grandfather began to surface in his mind, and he started to tear up and his voice trembled.
“I’m sorry.”
Wan Qian handed him a box of tissues, and made a judgment in her heart.
Xu Yang…
Had a very close relationship with his grandpa!
He probably had a strong dependency on his grandpa!
Presumably, after his grandpa’s death, he was overwhelmed with grief, which led to his mental exhaustion, and in the environment he was in, growing up with his grandpa and hearing ghost stories, he began to hallucinate the presence of a ghost accompanying him.
She wrote a few lines on the diagnosis paper and asked:
“Mr. Xu, what are your hobbies?”
“Do you like sports? Do you play games?”
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
“You…”
Wan Qian asked many more questions.
However, she didn’t mention the “female ghost” at all.
About an hour later, Wan Qian wrote down the names of two medications on a small piece of paper and handed it to him.
“Anshen Bunao oral liquids?”
“Xinshen Ning Tablets?”
Xu Yang’s mouth twitched… I’m not sick, I’m just being haunted by a ghost. What are these for?
But, he didn’t say anything.
After all, it was a doctor recommended by Ma Long.
“These two medications can be found at most pharmacies, Mr. Xu. Please buy them and take them as directed, and come back for a follow-up in a week.”
Wan Qian got up, letting Xu Yang go buy the medicine, but kept Ma Long behind.
When Xu Yang left, Ma Long anxiously asked, “Dr. Wan, how is my friend’s condition?”
Wan Qian sighed and said, “It’s a case of lovesickness. The relationship between Xu Yang and his grandpa was very good, and being in the funeral home where they used to live together all day long easily stirs up memories of the past. Gradually, this has caused his nerves to weaken and led to his hallucinations.”
“Ah?”
Ma Long asked in concern, “Is… is there any hope of recovery?”
“Actually, it’s quite simple.”
Wan Qian smiled, “For us who study psychotherapy, we believe that the cure for a mental illness must also come from the mind…”
She meant that Xu Yang, in staying at the funeral shop, was easily reminded of his deceased Grandpa and needed to go out more, have some fun, and adjust his mood to let go of the past. But before she could say this, Ma Long suddenly revealed an enlightened expression and said:
“I get it, thank you, Dr. Wan!”
Having said that, he ran out in a hurry.
He found Xu Yang at the entrance of the clinic, who seemed to be talking to himself in the air. Ma Long couldn’t help but sigh.
Is he… chatting with a ghost he imagined?
Smack!
Ma Long slapped himself!
Damn!
I’m not even a person!
My friend became so sick, and I just found out about it now?
Puffing up his tingling nose, Ma Long approached and deliberately waved to the air: “Hi, Miss Ghost, I’m Ma Long, Xu Yang’s best buddy.”
Xu Yang: “……”
He looked back at Ma Long with a “caring for a fool” gaze.
What the hell is he doing?
The ghost girl is right beside me, and you’re waving at the road for what?
Ma Long added: “Xu Yang, you’re a lucky one, this ghost girl is really pretty!”
“……”
Xu Yang was dumbfounded, glancing at the ghost girl beside him.
The ghost girl was also confused.
Can this guy actually see me?
Without giving Xu Yang a chance to talk, Ma Long pulled out a pack of Chinese cigarettes, handed one to Xu Yang, lit one for himself, took a deep puff, and blew a few smoke rings before saying, “Xu Yang, let’s go see your grandpa.”
Cough, cough, cough!
Xu Yang almost choked on his breath, tears in his eyes from the cigarette smoke, staring wide-eyed and asking, “What did you say?”
How can I see my grandpa? He passed away four years ago.
“Dr. Wan said that the cure for heartache must come from the heart. She said you were sick with missing your grandpa…”
Ma Long continued: “Let’s go pay our respects to your grandpa, and perhaps things will get better?”
What the fuck!
Xu Yang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. What’s going on here?
Sick from missing my grandpa? Really?
Though Grandpa’s passing was sudden, he was already over 70 years old at the time, with a robust constitution. In Xu Yang’s memory, Grandpa never seemed to have been sick or taken any medications, and he hadn’t suffered much. He had had a happy death.
Xu Yang did miss Grandpa when he was alone in the shop sometimes.
But to say he was sick with missing him…that was far from the truth!
However, since Ma Long wanted to pay respects to Grandpa, Xu Yang couldn’t refuse, could he?
“By the way, what kind of alcohol did your grandpa like to drink?”
“We’ll bring some more on the way back…”
“And some joss paper. There’s plenty in your shop, so we can burn some more for your grandpa.”
“By the way, don’t you have paper dolls in your shop? Burn ten or eight for your grandpa… It wasn’t easy for your grandpa to raise you up, so once he’s down there, he should enjoy some comfort.”
The two prepared a large pile of things and drove to the cemetery in the suburbs.
And then…
“Holy crap!”
A startled cry came from the silent cemetery, and Ma Long exclaimed, “Xu Yang, your grandpa’s tomb has been dug up?!”
Xu Yang felt like he’d been struck by lightning, standing still with his eyes fixed straight ahead!
Grandpa’s tombstone had been snapped in half.
The grave had been dug open.
Inside the pit, the coffin lid was lifted more than halfway, but it was empty.
“This…”
“This…”
Xu Yang felt dizzy and found this absolutely unbelievable. It’s already 2023, and people are still stealing corpses?
In such a large cemetery, so many people were buried there.
And they just stole my grandfather’s corpse???
On the other hand, Ma Long had already dialed the emergency number and shouted, “Hello, is this 110?”
“I want to report a crime!”
“My brother’s grandpa has been stolen…”
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