Ghost Clinic

Desire to make money but a coward/arts academy student x Qing Jun, gentle but arrogant/watercolor painter 1: With the college entrance examination coming soon, Feng Ye bought a stone ring at a two-yuan store. She originally wanted it as a souvenir, but who would have thought that once she put the ring on, she would have a surprise face-to-face encounter with Ah Piao? ! Feng Ye: Ah Piao, are you polite...? Ever since he could see Ah Piao, Feng Ye was either avoiding Ah Piao, or almost being chased by Ah Piao. After seeing ghosts too many times, Feng Ye finally took action on her brain. After reporting to college, she went straight to a clinic near the Academy of Fine Arts to treat her brain. ——Good news: There's nothing wrong with her brain. ——Bad news: She was chosen to be the successor of the Ghost Clinic! ——Good news: My future colleague Songjiang is only 26 years old, graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts, a young painter, cool, elegant and rich. ——Bad news: But all the people crowded into the clinic for treatment are legless Ah Piao? ! For a moment, the ghosts looked at each other, and the humans and ghosts were confused. His brain twitched, and Feng Ye immediately fainted and lay on the ground. —— After waking up, Feng Ye was messy in the wind on Bai Huahua's hospital bed. At this time, a cold voice slowly sounded in his ears: "You can see ghosts and hear their voices. Before school started, you found a burial place for the victims of the dismemberment case ten years ago on the train. Our clinic needs your help to cure the ghosts." Before Feng Ye could respond, Matsue's voice fell again: "Congratulations, you have officially become the 999th assistant of the clinic. The ghost can be reincarnated smoothly after curing the heart disease before death. From now on, you will be the biological mother of this clinic." Feng Ye: "I'm just here to heal my brain, but you actually want to recognize me as your mother?" Just as she was running away, Songjiang behind her took out a stack of Mao Zedong and said: "A monthly salary of 20,000 yuan, including food and housing, five social insurances and one housing fund." Feng Ye, who was halfway through, immediately stopped his computer and hugged the financial owner's thigh with his backhand: "Dad, when will you go to work? I can do it, I can bear it, I love it so much." —— —— 2: I thought that treating ghosts would be an easy task, but I never expected that a series of ghost cases would follow one after another. The dead ghosts need to find the real murderer, and the reincarnated ghosts need to fulfill their lifetime wishes. Feng Ye: It's sad to beat the workers, and I shed tears online... After diligently treating several cases of ghosts and ghosts, the ghost clinic became famous online. The ghosts of the underworld queue up to see a doctor. Family members in Yangjian lined up to call for consultation. Family member 1: I always dream about my old man holding a broken bowl at the door. I want to ask your clinic, what is going on? Feng Ye: Uncle Li can't afford to eat underground. Please burn some paper money for him to have a good meal. Family member 2: My son who died early always comes to me to cry in my dreams. He cries so sadly. How can this be broken? Feng Ye: His beloved boy still misses him. He has passed away, and he cannot bear it. I suggest you hire a domineering CEO, give the boy 5,000 yuan, and ask him to leave your son fiercely. His eyes must be wild and his posture must be tugging. Don't love him to no avail. Family member 3: Green grass grows on my mother's grave every three days. How do I get rid of it? Feng Ye: Your mother found out that your father had cheated on her second aunt's cousin's niece's best friend across from her, so she asked your father to become a monk to atone for his sins and save his life. Former Feng Ye classmate: pitiful, helpless and shivering after seeing a ghost. Current Fengye classmate: Brother Piao, your head is off, keep a low profile, keep a low profile. Purpose: Cherish life