"Xiao Tang, how's it going? Is there anything you can do?"
Zhong Aimin looked forward to it.
Tang Xiaobao shook his head and sighed: "This disease - I guess ordinary doctors can't save it. In another twenty-four hours, people will be dead!"
"What did you say?"
Ma Ming's face changed drastically and he glared at Tang Xiaobao fiercely: "How dare you curse my daughter to death? Boy, do you know who I am? You are seeking death!"
Zhong Aimin quickly reconciled the situation.
Suddenly, Ma Ming was like a deflated ball. He squatted in front of the hospital bed, clutching his head with both hands. He was in agony, muttering self-blame, and even started to cry.
If you love your daughter like this, it’s so touching!
Tang Xiaobao couldn't help but said: "Hey, listen to me, it's not impossible to save your daughter."
Ma Ming immediately raised his head and stared at Tang Xiaobao with eager eyes.
"Hey, hey, let me tell you first. I'm only 60% sure of this disease. You decide whether it can be cured or not. If there is an accident, you can't blame me for not warning you."
Ma Ming looked confused.
Tang Xiaobao added: "There's no rush. You can think about it slowly. She will be fine today anyway. You can come to me after you think about it. But there is one thing you must be clear about. Doctors really can't cure this disease."
After saying that, Tang Xiaobao left immediately, regardless of whether Zhong Aimin and Ma Ming understood.
Unexpectedly, when he reached the door, Ma Ming caught him again.
"Let go, let go, what are you doing? If you keep doing this, I don't care." Tang Xiaobao said angrily: "No matter how capable you are, even if you kill me afterwards, no one can save your daughter by then."
Ma Ming quickly let go, a little at a loss: "Don't dare, don't dare, how could I kill people randomly? I'm a serious businessman, but are you really sure you can save my daughter?"
Tang Xiaobao said carefully: "60% sure."
"Work hard, 60% will make 60%." Ma Ming paused and finally made up his mind. Now he had no choice but to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor... This is a bit ridiculous.
Tang Xiaobao was still worried: "What if something unexpected happens?"
"Don't worry, I, Ma Ming, am not an unreasonable person. If you really try your best, I will never cause trouble for you." Ma Ming promised.
Tang Xiaobao was still a little uneasy and hesitated for a moment.
If he doesn't save her, then such a young beauty will surely die. He can't do it, but if he saves her, he might lose his life.
He didn't believe Ma Ming's current guarantee.
Ma Ming was anxious: "I swear to God, no matter whether I succeed or not, I will not trouble you. As long as you can save my daughter, you can make any conditions. I will satisfy you, even if I give you half of my family property,
I have absolutely nothing to say about it."
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand: "Let's talk about this later. Now I want to understand the patient's condition. Can we talk alone?"
Zhong Aimin seemed to have received amnesty and hurried out with the others.
"Whatever you want to ask, just ask directly." Ma Ming loved his daughter so much that he felt restless.
Tang Xiaobao hesitated for a while and finally decided to tell the truth: "The disease your daughter has is called haunted by ghosts. Ordinary doctors really can't cure it. Her yin energy has been absorbed by ghosts. In one day, she will definitely not be able to cure it."
When he said these words, Tang Xiaobao never thought that Ma Ming would believe them. After all, just yesterday, he thought there would be no ghosts in this world.
But now, he believes it.
Last night, Tang Xiaobao had a lot of information in his mind, including the classification of ghosts. For example, there are two types of ghosts, one is a lonely ghost, and the other is a psychic ghost. The former is divided into several levels, and the latter
A person can still practice cultivation, and if he passes the test of heavenly tribulation, he can become a ghost or immortal... By the way, ghosts and gods may get sick...
To his surprise, Ma Ming also believed it.
Ma Ming's reaction was very calm, as if he was suddenly discouraged, with a bitter look on his face: "It turns out that she is really possessed by a ghost. Hey, it seems that my daughter is really hopeless."
Tang Xiaobao opened his eyes wide: "Do you actually believe that there are ghosts in this world?"
"I believe that I have also seen people catching ghosts. It's a pity that the master died in a car accident last year. Otherwise, no matter how much money I spend, I will still ask him to take action!"
Ma Ming fell to the ground, completely unlike a boss in the business world, with tears and runny nose running down his face.
Tang Xiaobao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said angrily: "Why are you like this, don't you want me to save your daughter?"
"ah?"
Ma Ming immediately jumped up, grabbed Tang Xiaobao's neck again, and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, you said you can save my daughter. You have a way, right? Right?"
Cough cough cough cough...
Tang Xiaobao almost lost his temper again.
Fortunately, Ma Ming let go in time and stood aside. His expression became uneasy, like a child who had done something wrong and was facing the teacher. He glanced at Tang Xiaobao cautiously and apologized profusely.
Tang Xiaobao regained his temper and wanted to curse, but when he saw Ma Ming's appearance, he couldn't curse after all.
But this time he learned a lesson, took a few steps back, and said vigilantly: "I can save your daughter, but don't get excited now. Now is not the time. You should take your daughter back first, and then prepare some things."
I might use..."
After listening to Tang Xiaobao's words, Ma Ming felt a little more at ease. He was really careful in serving Tang Xiaobao and treated him like a master, which made Tang Xiaobao feel a little embarrassed.
Hey, baby is just a big liar. Is it really okay for you to hold me like this? Is it really okay?
Okay, actually it sounds pretty cool!
…
Ma Ming took his daughter back to his villa, and of course, invited Master Xiaobao there as well.
For a whole day, Tang Xiaobao lived like a fairy. Ma Ming arranged for people to prepare the things Tang Xiaobao needed, and he took several bodyguards to wait on him carefully.
It’s really a joy to be called Tang Xiaobao when he speaks a master!
Tang Xiaobao finally figured out Ma Ming's situation. It turned out that Ma Ming was actually the largest real estate owner in the county and a man who believed in both black and white. But when he saw Ma Ming's current state, he was filled with emotion.
A well-behaved gangster, now looking so humble, makes people feel uneasy.
However, Tang Xiaobao also saw that Ma Ming was true-hearted, his character was both coarse and fine, he was absolutely loyal, and he valued credibility. Because of this, he felt a little relieved.
In fact, Tang Xiaobao was 80% sure about saving Ma Ming's daughter. He deliberately kept it conservative in the hospital, but what if there was an accident? He had never experienced such a thing, and he didn't have much confidence in his heart.
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Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens!
Finally, at midnight, in the dead of night, only Tang Xiaobao and Ma Ming were left in the room, and several bodyguards were dismissed.
Tang Xiaobao opened the suitcase and his eyes lit up.
Bronze mirror, peach wood sword, mung beans, cinnabar, writing brush, talisman paper, whisk, a bottle of dog blood, a bottle of rooster blood, willow branches...
All the things used by Taoist priests for practicing Dharma are here. (To be continued)