Chapter 603 It's not a virtual disease, it's a real disease
The two reporters squeezed to the front at the right time and said loudly: "Everyone, please be quiet and don't worry. We are reporters. We originally received news that Mr. Ma was hospitalized here and wanted to express condolences and visit him.
By chance, I saw this family of three in the elevator, and they caught up with Mr. Ma when he woke up, and they live in the same hospital as Mr. Ma. Mr. Ma will not stand idly by, everyone knows what she is capable of!"
I knew that this matter had something to do with them. The woman was still kneeling on the ground. She didn't look like she had been brought in for help. Her face was swollen and she looked haggard from not sleeping for several days and crying.
"Mr. Ma, I didn't know you were hospitalized here. In the afternoon, the doctor persuaded our child to be discharged from the hospital. They said they didn't have a good treatment and asked us to change hospitals, but we have changed several hospitals. Fortunately,
, I saw these two reporters in the elevator. They said you were in the ward of this department, so I came to find you. I know you are also sick and I don’t want to disturb you, but my girl really just died. You are my family’s last hope.
Otherwise, I will have to prepare funeral arrangements for the girl when I get home, she is only six years old!!"
As she spoke, she started crying again, and a man squeezed in front holding a child wrapped in a blanket. He was in a similar state to a woman. He even knelt down when he looked at me: "Mr. Ma, really, we didn't mean it."
I’m disturbing your recovery. We know that a grown-up like you must be busy, but my child is really dying, so I won’t bother you if I find some other way!!”
"Get up, stand up first, don't kneel!"
I kept saying it, but I had to use crutches and couldn't stretch out my hands. The two reporters were really good at fanning the flames, singing and adding fuel to the flames: "Don't worry, Mr. Ma's moral deeds are here! I will definitely give them to him."
You can’t see so many of the things you like so much that you can’t see them here!”
"Yes, you have to believe Mr. Ma!!"
"I told you, Mr. Ma can't see it now!!"
Third sister shouted and squeezed in front of me. She looked at the woman kneeling there and said with a cold face: "It's not that I won't help you, but Mr. Ma is sick himself now. How can he take care of the child? Besides, the child
If you are so seriously ill, it is not your business to seek help from your husband. Then we will all seek help from your husband when we get sick in the future, and don’t come to the hospital!"
"Yes, illnesses are classified into actual and deficient diseases. If you have deficient illnesses, it's okay to ask Mr. Ma to see you. Mr. Ma, who is actually sick, can't see it either! You go, Mr. Ma is sick himself now!" Zong Bao also intervened after understanding.
, followed San Meier and stood in front of me.
The man holding the child was pulled up by everyone, but the woman did not get up. She looked at me and kept crying: "Mr. Ma, just take a look. If you want to say that the child is really dying, then we two
I just accepted my fate!"
Before I could open my mouth, the two reporters started again, "Isn't that right? Mr. Ma, although we don't understand, there is no conflict between moral conduct and illness. Could it be that when you are sick, you will no longer be morally competent, so that's why you dare not
Show it?"
The person next to him nodded in agreement: "Yes, Mr. Ma, is it because you are ignorant and can't see the excuse here, or do you have some hidden secret? You should at least say a few words. I have been kneeling to you for a long time."
!”
"What are you talking about? Mr. Ma himself is so sick and yet..."
"Third sister." I interrupted her, took a deep breath and looked at her: "Don't be so anxious, stand aside first." After saying that, I looked at the man holding the child: "Hold the child."
Come here and let me take a look..."
The third sister was anxious at that time. Her eyes were full of anxiety when she looked at me. I knew what she was afraid of. If she didn’t look, she would be caught. If she looked, if she didn’t look well, maybe something would happen to the child, and this shit basin would be detained.
It was even bigger, but when the two reporters were fighting, I kept looking at the child's face, especially her open mouth, which really didn't look like a weak illness...
When the man saw that I had spoken, he quickly came over with his child in his arms. San Meier became nervous when she saw that I didn't pay much attention to her eyes. Of course, Zong Bao's expression was tense at that time, but the two reporters exchanged words with each other.
The corner of his eyes revealed a hint of successful adultery. I had seen this kind of expression so many times that I felt a little numb.
With the crutch under my arm to support my body, I raised my hand and slightly pulled down the blanket on the child, asking, "Did the child have any symptoms before he got sick..."
When the woman saw that my expression became serious, she immediately stood up with a snort and eagerly described her condition to me, "At the beginning, she was feeling weak all over. I figured the child was malnourished, so I gave her more delicious food."
I supplemented nutrition, but it was of no use. The more I supplemented, the weaker the child became. In the end, he could no longer walk unsteadily. I sent him to the hospital for blood tests and couldn’t find out what was wrong. Now he can’t close his mouth and can’t even swallow food... Ma
Sir, really, there is nothing we can do, this child is still young."
I nodded: "Well, I don't know if my method will work, but I feel bad for the child at such a young age. If you agree, I will try it."
The couple nodded repeatedly: "I agree, what do you say and we listen!"
"Then let the child lie down on my hospital bed first, take off her clothes and wait for me."
Then, I looked at San Mei'er again: "San Mei'er, go find the nurse and give me some alcohol. Just cotton balls stained with alcohol."
"Ah?" Third Sister was stunned: "Look for the nurse. The doctors and nurses just came out and said that the hospital doesn't allow such noise. They went to call security."
"Listen to me, hurry up!"
Giving her a look, I looked directly at the couple who were still holding the child: "Don't be stunned, take the child in quickly, everyone should disperse, and stop hanging around here!"
Zong Bao helped me walk into the ward. I took a look at the onlookers and the two reporters who were about to come in, and told Zong Bao to close the door of the ward. After San Meier got the alcohol cotton balls back, I asked Zong Bao to
Shut the door tightly, what's the point of being surrounded by a bunch of people? I'm not a busker under the overpass.
"Mr. Ma...do you want to take off your clothes?"
"Yes, take off your clothes." I nodded in agreement, stood there on one leg, threw the crutch aside, and then looked at San Mei'er reaching out her hand, "Rub the alcohol on my hand, rub a little more..."
Although San Mei'er was a little confused, she still received my signal, so she rubbed the alcohol on the cotton ball onto the palm of my hand as I asked. I was inconvenient with one hand, so after she finished wiping, I asked her to rub it with her hand again.
He took my hand and rubbed my palm to warm it, and then looked at the child's parents: "You two stand aside and leave it to me."
I slowly jumped to the girl's side. Sanmei'er put her arms behind my waist to hold me. My right hand held on to the hospital bed with a little effort, and my left hand rubbed directly against the girl's body.
The palm of my hand was very hot. The moment I touched it, the child groaned. It seemed to be a little painful. It felt right. I felt a little better in my heart: "Just bear with it..."
As I said that, I put more strength on my hands and kept rubbing hard, starting from the child's shoulder blades and rubbing all the way to the knees. The more I rubbed, the hotter it became. After a while, the naked eye could clearly see the air flowing under the skin. I
Pushing the airflow away with the palm of her hand, it felt like someone had put a bouncy ball under her skin. Both of her mouth were covered, and she stared blankly at the airflow I pushed: "What is this, evil exhalation"
Son..."
The man even touched it with his hand, and then he shrank back in fear: "It's soft, it's soft!"
I secretly cursed in my heart, "Why are you so angry? If it hardens, it will become a tumor. A tumor that wanders around is so scary!"
"Mr. Ma must have this evil spirit to get rid of my girl. Is there something evil here!!"
I pushed the air all over the little girl's body. Until I was completely convinced, I let go and looked at the woman: "Put some clothes on the child and wrap it in a blanket."
As soon as I let go of my hand, the things under my skin that I was pushing around disappeared at the same time.
The woman yelled, hurriedly put on clothes for the child, wrapped a blanket and looked at me: "Mr. Ma, what is wrong with my child? Can there be help?"
I wiped my hands and slowly sat down on the chair. No one can bear to stand with one leg longer, "It's not caused by dirty things. Your child's illness is not a virtual illness, but a real illness."
"There's something running around under the meat, Mr. Ma, can we save it?"
"Don't worry, I just made sure that the child is fine. It's just that you saw the wrong doctor. This should be seen by an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner. This hospital doesn't have the conditions to prepare anything, so I can't give you a quick examination, so I'll tell you the method.
You, just do as I say when you go back. First rub it with alcohol to get rid of the air, then boil a pot of chicken feather water and wipe the child's body everywhere. Finally, wrap the child with a black cloth.
Get up, wait until the toxins in the body are released, and the child will be fine."
The couple was stunned and looked at me: "Is it that simple? Even the hospital said it can't be cured!"
I smiled and looked at them: "This is called Zhu Mao Dan. It is indeed fatal if it is not diagnosed, but it is not a terminal disease after being diagnosed. Take the child home quickly and do as I say. Don't worry, if you hurry up, the child will be born tonight."
It’ll be fine.”
The woman looked at me and knelt down to me again with a 'pop' sound: "Mr. Ma, if my girl likes you, I will never forget your great kindness in my life!!" She said, and greeted me.
Her man: "What are you still doing? Kneel down for Mr. Ma!"
"Sister, get up quickly, I really can't bear this gift! Third sister, Zong Bao, please help eldest brother and sister up!!"
San Meier and Zong Bao stepped forward and helped them up as if they had just woken up from a dream: "Don't be like this. If you know the method, go back and save the child quickly. The child is the most important!"
The couple nodded repeatedly and started to pay me: "Mr. Ma, we know..."
I gave Zong Bao a look, and Zong Bao directly held down the woman's hand. I looked at the woman's puzzled expression and opened my mouth: "Sister, please don't go out. It's better to go back and take care of the child first! Zong Bao,
Give eldest sister a business card. If eldest sister doesn’t understand anything, please give me a call.”
Women are emotional animals, and she started crying again at that time: "Mr. Ma, you are such a good person, such a good person. My girl is well, I will take her with me and I will definitely come here to thank you..."
"Stop being polite and go back! Go back."
As soon as the ward door opened, the patients and the two reporters blocking the door opened their mouths: "Have you taken care of the child? How did Mr. Ma do it!!"
While crying, the woman looked at them and said, "Mr. Ma is a good person. He is really a good person. He diagnosed my child with a problem right away..."
The voice gradually faded away, and Zong Bao quickly locked the door of the ward. Sanmei'er let out a long sigh of relief at that time: "Jiaolong, you really scared us to death. There are reporters. Why did you get hacked?"
Yes, it’s not easy for you to gain your reputation!”
Zong Bao nodded beside him: "Yes, but as soon as I figured out that Jiaolong agreed to show it, it showed that she knew what she was doing, so I wasn't too worried."
San Meier laughed directly: "Then... Jiaolong, if you are back, you can come back little by little!"
I sighed and looked at her: "Of course I didn't see it with Daoxing. I saw it with my grandma when I was a child. She showed the pig hair pill to the child, and the child's face and state were the same. So, I felt a little bit
I'm a little bit confident. This is because we are lucky. It's not a disease. Otherwise, if I really can't see it, the dirty things might just come to rub me if I can't hold them down. If that happens, it will be an embarrassment.
"
The third sister's smile faded, and then she looked at me as if to cheer herself up, "But Jiaolong, this shows that you are the most suitable to be a husband!"
I didn't answer, but looked at Zong Bao: "Get ready to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. You can't live here any longer. I'll leave here after the plaster is removed. Otherwise, this kind of thing will keep happening.
This time it was the reporters who missed it but didn’t understand it. If the dark wizard takes action, he will be in trouble."
"Leave?" San Meier was stunned, "Jiaolong, do you want to come with me?"
I nodded and looked at her: "Yes, I will accompany you to Uncle Chou's hometown. I can't worry about you alone."
"Jiaolong!"
San Meier hugged me directly, "I knew you wouldn't give up easily, I knew..."
I patted her back and looked out the window in confusion, without responding for a long time. (To be continued)