I'm a longtime patient at a well-known psychiatric hospital in Northeast China. Thanks to my mastery of spirit-medium rituals, I was exceptionally hired as a “specially appointed researcher of shamanic culture.”
On my first day at work, a special patient arrived, and the experts were at a loss.
I silently pulled out my ancestral spirit drum and performed a rousing rendition of “The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style.”
The patient came to their senses at once and pointed at the air behind me. “That Huang Xian in your family... isn't it a little too fat?”
