"Okay, Uncle, I'll go out for a bit. Here's what you do: come find me at the clinic in the evening, and I'll have the medicine ready. Just give it to her directly. I'm off, Uncle. If anything comes up, remember you can contact me at any time," Liu Zheng hurriedly said, eager to leave.
Liu Zheng really couldn't stand staying there a moment longer; he began to realize that this matter wasn't as simple as he had imagined, and that there was likely much more hidden beneath the surface.
After leaving, Liu Zheng didn't head straight back to the clinic. Instead, in a rush, he made his way towards the mountain where Second Aunt had encountered the ghost.
This mountain had been a part of the village for many, many years, its presence established even before Liu Zheng's earliest memories. In the times of his ancestors, people would hunt deep in the mountains, but over the years, game had become scarcer, leading the hunting trade to a gradual decline.
