Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 626 - 625: The Wall Echoes Loudly with Knocks

Chapter 626: Chapter 625: The Wall Echoes Loudly with Knocks

Acupuncture requires a comfortable environment to lie down.

Mianmian followed the mother and child home, and had the destined person lie on the bed.

She lit a candle, took out her medical kit, and started sterilizing the needles one by one.

The needles used for acupuncture are very long, and Mianmian, with chubby hands, pinched them tightly, finding the correct acupoints to insert them swiftly. In no time at all, the destined person’s head was akin to a hedgehog.

[I asked my grandfather, who practices Chinese medicine, and he said that when he was young, he saw his master using a technique on the head similar to what’s called ’Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles.’ It’s an ancient acupuncture technique specifically for treating mental illnesses!!!]

[Thanks for the info, I searched for it, and indeed, this technique has been lost for many years. I’m honored to witness it today.]

[Wow, our research topic is acupuncture. Recording this to watch and analyze repeatedly for our paper.]

After inserting the needles, Mianmian occasionally twisted them slightly to adjust their positions for the best effect.

Soon, wisps of green smoke emanated from the top of the destined person’s head.

Mianmian waited for a while, and, feeling it was about time, she removed all the needles.

"There, there, now there’s no problem." She spoke earnestly, "From now on, you and your daughter must communicate more with each other. You can’t keep your feelings from one another anymore. My mom always says that chatting and talking nonsense with others is also a way to treat oneself."

The mother and daughter thanked Mianmian profusely. Waving her hand dismissively, she took Yang Xian and headed straight home.

While she was selecting the third destined person, suddenly someone in the Live Broadcast Room sent a message: [Oh no, some people have seen Little Auntie administer acupuncture treatment and said that Little Auntie doesn’t have a medical license!]

[Ah, does Little Auntie really not have a certificate?]

[Although I’m a fan of Little Auntie, I do feel that doing something like acupuncture should require a certificate, especially since Little Auntie is a public figure.]

Mianmian indeed did not have a certificate.

Seeing everyone discussing the issue, Mianmian pursed her lips and said with embarrassment, "Sorry, Mianmian really doesn’t have a certificate, but Mianmian will go get one! However, if the destined person from earlier has any issues, they can still come to Mianmian for help."

After Mianmian’s statement, the netizens’ criticism died down considerably.

[I just love the realness of Little Auntie’s willing to apologize, haha, willing to make amends when wrong.]

[Don’t be sad, Little Auntie, we’re just hoping that you, as a public figure, can set a good example.]

[Every time this happens, I feel a subtle joy. It seems that we ordinary people aren’t so bad after all, that we can still help people like Little Auntie get better.]

"You guys have always been able to help Mianmian get better," Mianmian said to the camera, her big eyes fluttering, "Mianmian is still a child. If there’s something wrong, you guys must tell Mianmian quickly, so that Mianmian can slowly become a very good adult."

Her humble attitude made the audience in the Broadcasting Room let out a collective cheer, commenting that Little Auntie was the cutest, the most adorable, and whatnot.

In such an atmosphere, the third destined person appeared.

This destined person’s ID was "Country’s Best Marksman," and he looked quite young but was pale and haggard.

The background of the video call seemed to be an internet cafe, noisy and chaotic.

"Little Auntie, please help, I really had no other choice but to try the raffle," the destined person said as he donated Divination Money.

Mianmian nodded: "Alright, now go home, and Mianmian will save you."

Such a direct approach to divination was something the viewers in the Live Broadcast Room were not used to.

Country’s Best Marksman was also not used to this, and it took him a moment to log off the computer and then sprint back home with his mobile phone.

Mianmian didn’t ask him what had happened, but he still shared while running, "I’m not from here; I used to work as a quality control officer in a milk factory. The job was boring, and I was always being bullied, so I thought about becoming a game anchor. Currently, I’m trying to make money by live-streaming games. Thinking of lowering living costs, I rented a place that’s particularly cheap, half the price of other houses."

"The rent was paid, and canceling the lease would mean losing the deposit. Plus, finding another place without any money, I just couldn’t bring myself to move."

"Why are you considering moving? Wuuu, because the house is haunted," he sobbed.

Initially, the house didn’t have any issues.

The plumbing, electricity, and decoration were all fine, and the destined person thought the Landlord was being charitable, always being courteous whenever he saw him. The Landlord was enthusiastic too, asking him daily how his living experience was and such.

At first, he truly thought he had struck gold, until recently, when he began hearing noises from behind the walls every night.

When asked, the Landlord stopped responding on WhatsApp.

Later, the wall-knocking became so loud that the netizens in the Broadcasting Room could hear it during his live streams.

The ambiance of the game live streams is crucial; viewers want to see the game, not listen to noise. Ever since those wall-knocking sounds started, the 300 followers he had managed to gain began avoiding his stream, and he even began losing followers.

The destined person also tried to find the source of the knocking himself. He already ripped the wall open and even took photos to show the Landlord.

The Landlord wasn’t angry and said, "If you want to cancel your lease now, I’ll charge a twenty percent fee, and you won’t find another place this cheap again."

As the destined person narrated, he arrived at the door of his apartment and opened it.

[Why does this building seem so quiet, does nobody live here?]

[My god, you dared to rent this kind of house, those who play on the hard mode sure are brave, not afraid of ending up in jail, huh?]

[From my many years of experience watching suspense movies, I suspect there’s something wrong with the wall. Shouldn’t we call the police in advance? Maybe the Landlord is into hiding corpses after murder!]

Amidst the netizens’ discussions, Country’s Best Marksman reached the bedroom, stood at the place that always echoed with knocks, and showed the wall to Mianmian.

"It’s right here, this spot gets knocked loudly very often. Little Auntie, is there really a body hidden in the wall?"

Mianmian shook her head: "No, there’s no body hidden."

"Then what’s going on? Why does it keep getting knocked on?" Country’s Best Marksman asked anxiously, "Won’t you come here to help me drive away the ghost?"

Mianmian shook her head again: "No need, you just have to call the police, and after seeing it, Mianmian is even more certain that something has happened."

Following Mianmian’s advice, Country’s Best Marksman called the police.

Just after he reported the matter, the Landlord entered the room.

The Landlord looked embarrassed: "Young man, I always knew you had potential for great fortune. See, you ended up winning Little Auntie’s divination, didn’t you?"

Country’s Best Marksman, not understanding, asked, "What’s really going on?"

The Landlord bowed to Mianmian on camera before revealing the truth.

It turned out he knew there was something wrong with the house, but despite seeking help from many ’experts,’ none could identify the issue. Lately, the Landlord was involved in a new investment and was running short of money, so he rented out the problematic house with a heavy conscience.

He also kept watch in Mianmian’s Live Broadcast Room, hoping to get her help.

But alas, he never won the raffle.

Perhaps that’s just the difference in luck!