SFS Chapter 219 The Secret of the Basement
Chapter 219 The Secret of the Basement
She should be young, vibrant, and full of energy, but at this moment, she is like a flower that is about to wither, lifeless.
His face was expressionless, only the unyielding fear and pain between his brows were palpable.
Shen Yu extended his right hand and gently placed it on Lu Yutong's wrist.
His fingertips were slightly cool, and his spiritual energy flowed gently into Lu Yutong's body like a tender stream.
Shen Yu immediately sensed something was wrong.
Lu Yutong's bodily functions were indeed all normal; her heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys showed no organic lesions. However, her soul was missing one-third of its length.
The remaining two-thirds of the soul clung weakly to the body, like a candle flame in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
The remaining third of his soul had been absorbed by the resentment from the ground and was trapped in the basement of the teaching building.
If it had been a few days later, and the remaining part of her soul had also been absorbed, Lu Yutong would have become a true vegetable, never to wake up again.
Shen Yu withdrew his hand, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Mr. Shen, how is it? My daughter... Is there any hope for her?" Mr. Lu asked anxiously, his voice trembling.
"There's hope," Shen Yu said calmly. "She's not sick, nor does she have a mental problem. She was affected by evil energy, and a portion of her three souls and seven spirits were absorbed, which is why she fainted and lost her memory."
"Evil energy?" Mr. and Mrs. Lu exchanged a glance, their faces showing horror. "Mr. Shen, do you mean... there really are ghosts?"
"You could say that," Shen Yu nodded. "But it's not some vengeful ghost seeking revenge; it's more like resentment that has been building up for many years."
Just then, Dr. Wang, the attending physician, pushed open the door and walked in. He was taken aback when he saw that there were a few more people in the ward, and then frowned.
"Who are you? Why are you all crammed into the ward? Don't you know the patient needs to rest quietly?" Dr. Wang said.
"Hello Dr. Wang, this is Mr. Shen whom I invited. I'd like him to take a look at my daughter," Mr. Lu said quickly.
Dr. Wang's gaze fell on Shen Yu, and after looking him up and down, he immediately revealed a disdainful expression.
"Mr. Shen? I think he's a charlatan!" Dr. Wang said angrily.
"I've told you so many times, your daughter has stress-induced mental disorder, a psychological illness that requires scientific treatment! How can you believe in these feudal superstitions? What if something happens? Who will be responsible?"
"Dr. Wang, we didn't want this either," Lu's mother said, crying. "But you can't find the cause of the illness, we really have no other choice."
"Just because the cause of the illness cannot be found doesn't mean it's caused by ghosts or spirits!"
Dr. Wang said seriously.
"Although modern medicine is advanced, there are still many mysteries that remain. You must trust science, not these charlatans! Make him leave now, or I'll call security!"
"What's wrong with you?" Shen Zixuan snapped again.
"What do you mean by 'liar'? If my brother-in-law were a liar, how could he have diagnosed the cause of the illness that you couldn't find? If you're not capable, don't spout nonsense here!"
"Who are you calling incompetent?" Dr. Wang's face turned red with anger.
"I've been a doctor for over ten years, what kind of patients haven't I seen? I think you've been scammed and you're even helping them count the money!"
"Alright, stop arguing." Shen Yu said calmly, "In your more than ten years of medical practice, have you ever seen an EEG like this?"
He pointed to the electrocardiogram monitor on the bedside table, which displayed Lu Yutong's electroencephalogram.
Dr. Wang paused for a moment, then looked at the monitor. His expression immediately changed.
Lu Yutong's electroencephalogram showed extremely abnormal fluctuations.
One moment it's as fast as lightning, the next it's so slow it's almost stopping, completely unlike any known mental or brain disorder.
"This..." Dr. Wang opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
He had indeed never seen an EEG like this before.
"Her body is fine; the problem lies with her soul," Shen Yu said calmly. "I can wake her up temporarily now so she can say a few words."
After saying that, without waiting for Dr. Wang to refute, he stretched out his finger again and gently touched Lu Yutong's forehead.
A gentle golden spiritual energy flowed from his fingertips and slowly entered Lu Yutong's body.
Lu Yutong, who was originally unconscious, suddenly trembled slightly with her eyelashes.
Then, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Yutong!" Mr. and Mrs. Lu shouted excitedly and rushed to the bedside.
Lu Yutong's eyes were empty and confused. She looked around blankly, as if she didn't recognize the people in front of her.
"Yutong, it's me, your mother! Look at your mother!" Lu's mother said, crying.
Lu Yutong did not react; her lips moved slightly, emitting a faint sound.
Pure and gentle spiritual energy slowly flowed into the girl's scattered and fragmented soul, nourishing her fragile soul body.
The body that had been trembling instantly calmed down, the tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, the long eyelashes trembled a few times, and the pair of dull and lifeless eyes slowly opened.
"Yutong! My daughter!" Lu's mother rushed to the bedside, tightly holding her daughter's cold hands, tears streaming down her face.
Lu Yutong's eyes were empty and unfocused, her gaze sweeping blankly over everyone in the ward, as if she didn't recognize her parents and relatives at all.
Her thin, chapped lips parted slightly, uttering fragmented, fearful murmurs, each word filled with extreme panic.
"Don't hit her... Don't come any closer... Director Li, I won't do it again... That iron gate... There are so many people crying down there... It's so dark... Don't arrest me..."
Broken, fragmented words spilled from her lips, each one concealing an unspeakable fear.
Shen Yu closed his eyes, and his divine sense naturally invaded the girl's remaining fragmented soul, reading the complete scene hidden deep in her memory and covered by yin energy.
Countless fragmented images flooded Shen Yu's senses like a tidal wave.
In the dimly lit, enclosed corridor of the teaching building, several students surrounded and pulled, punching and kicking a thin girl. Li Shufen stood not far away against the wall, watching coldly without stepping forward to stop them.
In a dark, enclosed hotel room, several greasy-looking middle-aged men sat around a round table, reaching out to pull at a few boys and girls in blue and white school uniforms, forcing them to raise their glasses and drink.
In a corner overgrown with weeds behind the teaching building, there is a heavy, rusty iron gate with several thick iron chains wrapped around it and the lock covered in rust.
From the gaps in the iron gate, the suppressed, painful cries and wails of dozens of young men and women could be heard continuously.
A cold, sarcastic female voice echoed repeatedly in my ears: "If you see something you shouldn't see, then stay here with them forever."