Chapter 78: Yi Zhonghai Has an Episode

"Sigh, Xu Damao is also a pitiful person, to be infertile at such a young age..."

"You say, this Shazhu is something else too. Why kick someone for no reason? Now he's met with retribution, hasn't he?"

"In our courtyard, besides Yi Zhonghai, there's another childless man. I think we should just rename our Siheyuan to the Eastern Depot!"

After hearing about Xu Damao's tragic encounter, the neighbors' attitudes shifted instantly, and they all began to denounce Shazhu. Shazhu, lying on the bed, was also dumbfounded—I'm the victim here, alright?

Although Xu Damao had his reasons, the matter had blown up. While it didn't reach the point of reporting to the police, he was still sent to the Rolling Mill's Security Section in the middle of the night.

As for what punishment would be meted out, that would depend on the arrangements over at the Rolling Mill.

After the group left with Xu Damao in tow, Shazhu couldn't hold on anymore; due to excessive blood loss, he fainted on the spot.

"Brother! Brother, are you okay! Wake up quickly!"

He Yushui panicked and hurriedly went up to shake Shazhu's body incessantly.

Seeing that something was about to go wrong, Second Uncle Liu Haizhong hurriedly called for people, intending to send Shazhu to the hospital; it looked like he needed a blood transfusion.

"Where is Yi Zhonghai? His godson is in trouble, why is he nowhere to be seen?" Liu Haizhong shouted toward the crowd.

But everyone shook their heads. Not only Yi Zhonghai, but even the First Aunt was nowhere to be found; no one knew where they had run off to.

The Back Courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai was experiencing the same situation as last night, shivering uncontrollably, his face pale, while he kept shouting some strange names.

Names like the Deaf Old Lady and Lao Jia—people who had been gone for who knows how long—yet Yi Zhonghai was still muttering about them.

This was a misery for the First Aunt.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wake Yi Zhonghai up. Even the First Aunt began to wonder if Yi Zhonghai was possessed.

Even having a nightmare wouldn't result in this kind of situation.

"Old Yi! What has happened to you?" The First Aunt, with red-rimmed eyes, went out crying.

Soon, she found Zhao Gangzi, who hadn't returned home yet.

"Sigh, isn't this the First Aunt? Why didn't I see you just now? By the way, where is Old Yi?"

"Does he know that Shazhu is in trouble?"

Liu Haizhong stood with his hands behind his back and stopped the First Aunt.

Now that Shazhu had been sent to the hospital, this guy Yi Zhonghai still didn't know where he was sleeping. After all, Shazhu was his foster son, and he had to take responsibility.

Otherwise, Liu Haizhong would have to organize people to pay for the medical expenses.

"I was just about to talk about Old Yi. He's the same as yesterday, so I came to find Gangzi for help!"

The First Aunt was in a frantic rush. Zhao Gangzi was in the back, and upon seeing the anxious First Aunt, he walked straight over and asked, "What help do you need from me? The First Uncle's illness might just get better in a couple of days."

"It won't work, Gangzi. I even tried pouring hot water on him and couldn't wake him up. You have to come."

The First Aunt said firmly.

"Sigh, alright, alright. Who else but me is the greatest philanthropist in our Siheyuan?"

Zhao Gangzi feigned a look of difficulty, though he was actually overjoyed inside. He strode toward the Back Courtyard and soon entered Yi Zhonghai's home.

Today, Yi Zhonghai's state was much better than yesterday; the illusions he was seeing were likely similar to yesterday's, so he had some mental preparation.

"Zhao Gangzi, what help can you provide? I think we should just send Old Yi to the hospital; he can keep Shazhu company," Liu Haizhong curled his lip, not believing Zhao Gangzi could cure Yi Zhonghai.

But Zhao Gangzi didn't respond; he just silently unbuckled his belt. The First Aunt, seemingly knowing what was about to happen, hurriedly turned her head away.

Then, in the Second Uncle's shocked gaze, a stream came from the heavens, just like yesterday, and it actually sprayed Yi Zhonghai awake!

That's truly awesome! This can cure illnesses too?

The Second Uncle was shocked beyond measure. The First Aunt couldn't wake Yi Zhonghai with hot water, and now Zhao Gangzi woke him up with a spray of urine?

Is it just because Zhao Gangzi's urine is pungent?

"Gangzi, thanks to you again this time!" the First Aunt expressed her gratitude.

And Yi Zhonghai, lying on the bed, had already lost all hope for life.

When he closed his eyes, he saw the faces of the Deaf Old Lady and Lao Jia, and when he opened them, he saw Zhao Gangzi spraying him with water—and it smelled like damn urine.

"First Uncle, I've saved you again. Why don't you know how to thank me?"

Zhao Gangzi looked at Yi Zhonghai with a smile. Yi Zhonghai was almost crying; he was already suffering from a nervous breakdown, and now, stimulated like this, he burst into tears on the spot.

Even the Second Uncle and Third Uncle, who had come to visit, were startled.

"Quick, Old Yi is having another episode. I'll come and try a spray too," the Third Uncle said, eager to try. If his eldest son hadn't stopped him, he would have unbuckled his belt.

There was no other way. Taking advantage of the fact that Yi Zhonghai was now conscious, the First Aunt had no choice but to take him to the hospital for treatment, and he was coincidentally assigned to the bed next to Shazhu.

As for Yi Zhonghai's condition, none of the top doctors at Hongxing Hospital could find the cause. As for the gods and ghosts Yi Zhonghai spoke of, the doctors just treated it as nonsense.

After all, if one were to take that stuff seriously, they might end up facing a firing squad.

"I am also a firm materialist, but every time night falls, I really see them. It's too real!"

Yi Zhonghai's eyes were bloodshot, and his speech was jumpy.

After listening, the doctor in front of the hospital bed didn't ask any more questions; he just offered a suggestion to the patient's family, the First Aunt.

He suggested transferring Yi Zhonghai to the Hongxing Psychiatric Hospital for treatment.

This terrified the First Aunt, who was afraid that Yi Zhonghai had truly gone insane; otherwise, life would be impossible to live.

In the ward, Yi Zhonghai and Shazhu had become fellow patients.

"Godfather, I didn't expect you to end up here too. The two of us have really suffered," Shazhu said weakly.

"Sigh, no one believes me!"

Yi Zhonghai's psychological defenses had been completely shattered.

He had always opposed things like superstition, but now he had no choice but to believe.

Lying on the hospital bed, Yi Zhonghai had made up his mind: tomorrow, he would definitely go out and find a master. Only a master could save him now.

The next day.

Yi Zhonghai went to handle the discharge procedures at the Hospital by himself; he dared not stay in this Hospital any longer, as staying for a single night cost several mao.

Furthermore, Yi Zhonghai had gradually come to believe in the theory of yin and yang; the yin energy inside the Hospital was too heavy, and since he kept seeing ghosts, he could not stay, he really could not stay.

Very quickly, Yi Zhonghai carried a basket of eggs and arrived at Kuchazi Hutong once again, heading to the home of Master Wang and his family at the very end.

After being reported by Yi Zhonghai this time, the old man not only had all his worldly possessions confiscated, but he also became a target that everyone in the hutong wanted to beat; if it were not for his advanced age, he likely would not have been able to come out at all.

Most crucially, Master Wang did not even know who had reported him, and just like that, he had been taken away in a muddled state.