Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate actually originated from Taoist medicine. This thing really exists, but in reality only a handful of people know how to do it.
Aunt Luo's breast cancer is hereditary in her family, so she doesn't dare to have children for fear that the next generation will also suffer from this disease.
In Taoist thought, there is the concept of cause and effect reincarnation, and some people have put forward a point of view, "It is said that the diseases caused by abortion, including all hereditary diseases, are the karma of the previous life and have appeared in this life."
Therefore, if we don’t find an expert to solve the problem in this life, it will continue to be passed on from generation to generation until the whole family is extinct.
The moonlight was cold and there was no wind, but the trees around the green belt of the hotel always felt like they were moving.
Time passed by, and I lit another cigarette and watched Brother Tian walking around on the roof like a headless fly.
"Brother Tian, stop spinning around! Look at me, I'm dizzy!"
Brother Tian was talking to himself, and he whispered, "Why hasn't there been any movement for so long? Could there have been an accident?"
Suddenly, there was a shout from the other side of the bed sheet!
It was Aunt Luo's voice, which sounded particularly painful!
"Don't come in! Don't come in and look!"
I heard Divine Doctor Fan shouting anxiously inside, "Bring a pot of fire over here quickly!"
"What to take?!" I asked loudly.
"Charcoal fire! Hurry up and bring a basin of charcoal fire!"
Brother Tian immediately called someone to deliver a basin of charcoal fire to the roof.
No one except the person involved knows what is happening inside.
We didn't dare to rush in and could only wait anxiously.
After another twenty minutes, Doctor Fan shouted, "Okay! You can come in!"
Brother Tian and I rushed in immediately.
I saw Aunt Luo lying on the bed sweating profusely. She was covered with a quilt, and her face was frighteningly white!
"Xiao Luo, how do you feel now?"
Aunt Luo opened her mouth but was speechless.
"The patient cannot speak now. The moonlight needle has been inserted into her body. This needle cannot be withdrawn. Next, you have to do two things."
"First, there is no need to retain the lesion. You must go to the hospital for resection surgery before next Friday. If you retain it, it will only increase the patient's pain."
"Second, Angong Pill needs to be stopped. Next, I will write a prescription later and take the medicine according to the prescription. Remember, the dosage of the prescription must be increased by one point every three months."
I looked at Aunt Luo, whose face was pale, and asked in disbelief, "Is this cancer cured now?"
Doctor Fan glared at me, "Cure? You are dreaming. It's just a special way to extend your life."
She lifted up the sheets for us to see.
Aunt Luo has been in a wheelchair for two years, and her leg muscles have atrophied. When I look at it now, I immediately took a breath!
Aunt Luo's calves and thighs are almost skin and bones, and they look as thin as a child's legs!
Moreover, large areas of her legs were blackened, and four gold needles were inserted into several acupuncture points that I didn’t recognize!
The blood vessels were exposed between the golden needles. I looked at the blood vessels running back and forth like scorpion poison.
Unbelievable! It looks amazing.
Doctor Fan explained, "This is the conduction phenomenon of the meridians, and it's a good thing. Just remove these four golden needles before the surgery next week, and then take medicine on time every day."
She turned her head and told Brother Tian, "You are her husband, so you must be mentally prepared. As time goes by, her legs will definitely fester little by little. There is nothing you can do about it. However, as long as you take good care of her,
She can live for several more years."
Brother Tian didn't reply, his eyes were obviously red.
I asked "Where did the needle go?"
Doctor Fan pointed at Aunt Luo's chest, "I told you, the moonlight needle is buried inside. When you go to the hospital for surgery, remember this! Don't let those doctors touch the needle I buried."
I asked again, "What will happen if it moves accidentally?"
She rolled her eyes at me angrily, "I'm going to die! I'm going to die soon!"
After carrying the person back to the room, Divine Doctor Fan quickly wrote a prescription on the paper.
Her handwriting was as beautiful as celebrity calligraphy. She checked it again and handed it to Brother Tian after confirming it was correct.
After the treatment, Aunt Luo's complexion improved significantly.
The key is that Aunt Luo's eyes look brighter, like a lamp that is about to dry up.
The oil lamp was refilled with lamp oil.
There are countless strange people in the Changchun Society. This female Chinese medicine doctor named Fan Yunbai can be called Hua Tuo of the time.
The inherent concept of modern people is that as a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, the older they get, the more capable they will be. In other words, when they see an older traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, they feel relieved. This was the same concept that I had at first.
But I was wrong.
There are talented people in all walks of life. Just like Dr. Fan's original words, we are all sitting in a well and looking at the sky.
The Fan Family Ghost Gate Thirteen-needle Moon Temperature Needle, also called the Moonlight Needle, turns blue under the light. The material of this thing is definitely not metal. I didn’t know what material it was for a long time. It seems to have some kind of
The mysterious magnetic field.
Later, by chance, I saw a raw stone with skin at a strange stone exhibition. The stall owner offered a price of 450,000, saying that it was Laokeng pudding jade, which has long been extinct. The stone was cut in half, and there was a
A thin blue ribbon as thick as chopsticks. After polishing, the color is very similar to the color of moonlight needles.
At that time, the stall owner told me, “Generally, Laokeng pudding jade comes in two colors: yellow and white when cut, and among a hundred stones, only one may be able to cut out this faint blue band, so this thing is also
It’s called Xuanyu.”
Maybe many friends with slow brains still can't understand it. If I say this, you will definitely understand.
In ancient times, when an official went to court, he would hold a white board in his hand. It was called a white board in many ways, such as Wat board, Chao board, and Xuangui. Many of these things were made of pudding jade.
"Brother Tian, does Aunt Luo feel less pain in her body? Can she sleep now?"
"Well, she's much better, Yunfeng, I, Tian Sanjiu, owe you a big favor this time."
"Don't say that to Brother Tian. You have saved my life many times before. Aunt Luo is not out of danger yet, so we can't take it lightly. You should take good care of her, especially her ideological work."
"Brother Tian, my words are rough and my reasoning is not rough. It's better to live than to die. Technology is improving all the time. If you keep at it, in five or six years, maybe there will be a radical cure."
"Ok, I know."
Brother Tian patted me on the shoulder, "Tomorrow you go to see Dr. Fan for me. I'll ask Xiao Wu to get you five hundred thousand in cash and hand it over to him for me."
"good."
The next day, early in the morning, I drove people to bus station.
Approaching Zhengding Bus Station, I pulled over, opened a suitcase I had prepared in advance, and handed it to Dr. Fan.
"You can take the money back, I don't want it."
"Don't! This is something Brother Tian and I want to do. Aunt Luo slept very well after last night's treatment. The money is not much. If you don't even accept this, we will feel bad!"
Then, I smiled and said, "I know you are a woman, but don't worry, I, Xiang Yunfeng, have always been tight-lipped and will never reveal your true identity. I didn't even tell Brother Tian."
"Oh? So, I still have to thank you?"
"No, no, that's not necessary!" I chuckled.
"I didn't expect you to laugh, Xiang? You are too naive,"
"Firstly, you have no background, and secondly, you are not a member of the society. Wu Le never engages in loss-making business. He must have something in mind when he persuaded my great-grandfather to let me help you."
She laughed at me and said, "In other words, you already owe Wu Le a debt! This debt may last a lifetime, so you should be afraid."
I lit a cigarette, blew out a smoke ring into the air, and said with a smile, "I'm not fucking afraid. There will be a road to the mountain before the car reaches the mountain! Another village is full of bright willows and bright flowers!"
"I, Xiang Yunfeng, will die, and he, Wu Le, also promised me! First, he doesn't want my money! Second, he doesn't want my life! What do I have to be afraid of?"
Seeing that I looked like a pig who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, she held on to the car door handle, looked back at me, shook her head and said, "Then I wish you good luck."
"Don't leave in a hurry yet!"
"One more thing, can you check my pulse? See if there are any hidden diseases in my body."
There were only two of us in the car at the moment. She looked at me for a few seconds and said, "Okay, hold out your hand."
I immediately stretched out my hand and asked her to take my pulse.
"How is it? Am I in good health?"
She felt my pulse, lowered her head, and her expression gradually became serious.
My heart skipped a beat!
"Don't scare me, I'm in good health, I should be fine."
She raised her head, looked at me and said seriously, "I didn't realize it was useless before."
