Some of the travelers with their families had their heads drooped and were exhausted, while others were chatting with their companions. Some people spoke loudly and woke up the people around them, and then there was a quarrel or a dispute.
A kind apology.
At this time, a person suddenly shouted that he had a stomachache. While screaming, he was rolling on the ground in pain, which woke up the drowsy passengers around him. Some people jumped up in fright and ran away, and some enthusiastic people wanted to
Go forward and check the situation.
However, those with abdominal pain have a sallow complexion, are sweating profusely, and are rolling around. They cannot hold down the pressure at all, and do not dare to hold it down too hard.
Everyone looked at each other, but there was nothing they could do.
"There is nothing we can do. There is no doctor on board."
"There is a doctor in the upper class cabin, so you have to have money to hire a doctor."
"It's pitiful. It's not like he has a sore in his stomach and is suffering from pain to death."
"Stop talking, save people." The companion of the passenger with abdominal pain knelt on the ground and shouted helplessly, "Save people, everyone, please help, save my little uncle."
…
"It's not that we don't save people, it's that we have no choice." Someone sighed and said.
While everyone was worrying, a middle-aged man wearing thick black-rimmed glasses came over. He squatted down, pressed his hands directly on the man with abdominal pain, groped around his belly, and then asked, "What's your name?"
What's your name? Is this your uncle?"
"Yes, yes, it's my uncle, my name is Wu Dahai." Wu Dahai said hurriedly, "My uncle's name is Ma Ruixue."
"Ruixue, what a good name, it's not a sign of a short life." The middle-aged man rolled Ma Ruixue's eyelids and nodded.
"What does this guy do?"
"doctor?"
"No, I look like a fortune teller."
Although she didn't know what the middle-aged man did, although Ma Ruixue was still screaming miserably, she was unable to move when she was held down by the middle-aged man's hand. She was rolling in pain as soon as he held her down.
Ma Ruixue, and everyone knew that this middle-aged man was extraordinary.
The middle-aged man turned a deaf ear to the comments and speculations around him. He grabbed Ma Ruixue's wrist again, as if feeling his pulse, and then looked up at Wu Dahai, "Is your uncle's abdominal pain an old problem? Or has he never had it before?
Have you ever been through this situation?"
"It's an old problem." Wu Dahai said.
At this time, Ma Ruixue also screamed and shouted, "It hurts so much, I'm old and sick."
…
When the middle-aged man heard this, he didn't say anything immediately.
He stretched out his hand and slapped Ma Ruixue's belly hard. As he slapped, Ma Ruixue was still screaming, but in addition to pain, there seemed to be a kind of enjoyment in her expression.
"Sir, what is this?" Wu Dahai asked quickly.
"I am using my own strength to use secret methods to help him temporarily relieve his pain." The middle-aged man said.
As he said that, he shook his head again, "This method can only provide temporary relief and make him feel more comfortable. It's like ten minutes of pain and one minute of comfort."
"Wouldn't that make me suffer even more?" some onlookers shouted.
When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression changed continuously, as if he wanted to say something or make a decision, but he was hesitant.
Wu Dahai was also a smart man. Seeing the middle-aged man's demeanor, he immediately knelt down and said, "Please, Master, save my little uncle."
"I can't do it, I can't do it." The middle-aged man said quickly, trying to help Wu Dahai up.
Wu Dahai insisted on kneeling and refused to get up.
"That's fine." The middle-aged man sighed and asked with a serious expression, "In which year was your uncle born? Was it sunny or rainy when he was born?"
"I was born in the fifth year of the Republic of China. I heard from my mother that it was snowing heavily that day." Wu Dahai said quickly, "Because of this, my grandfather named my uncle Ruixue."
…
The middle-aged man pinched his fingers to calculate.
Then he opened the medicine box he carried with him and took out a pair of plasters.
"I have a good medicine here that can cure your uncle's illness," the middle-aged man said.
When Wu Dahai heard this, he was overjoyed. His eyes were filled with desire, and then he looked at the middle-aged man uneasily, "May I ask Master, how much does this cost? It's too expensive, I'm afraid I can't afford it."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said: "The medicinal materials of this medicine are extremely precious. They are made from the snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains and the top-quality old ginseng from the Changbai Mountains according to a secret method. The medicine is naturally expensive, but as the saying goes, saving a life has its own destiny.
So, no money."
Afterwards, the middle-aged man stopped talking. He directly tore open the ointment, drew a match and burned it on the ointment. Then he put the ointment on Ma Ruixue's navel, and then gently pressed and massaged it with his palms.
ointment.
Don't tell me, this medicine is really "effective".
Ma Ruixue stopped screaming almost instantly, and instead let out a sigh of relief. Then she sat up and shouted in surprise, "It's OK! Ouch! It's OK! It doesn't hurt anymore!"
There was also an inexplicable look of surprise on his face. The acutely ill patient who had been in agony immediately stood up, moved his hands and feet, and said with admiration, "Okay, I'm okay, Master, this is really a miracle medicine."
…
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said, "It may not be a magic medicine, but this medicine is indeed extremely precious. It can cure all kinds of diseases, including intestinal colic, abdominal pain, headaches and brain fever, especially fatal emergencies. This medicine has miraculous effects, at least temporarily.
Relieve and prolong life.”
"However, this ointment is very powerful and can only be used when emergencies occur. Remember, do not apply it on the body unless there is an emergency." As he said that, he looked at the longing eyes around him and said with a serious expression, "Since we met, it was fate.
, Anyone who wants ointment can come and get it now."
"No money?" someone asked cautiously and expectantly.
"Of course it doesn't cost money." The middle-aged man nodded slightly.
When they saw this miraculous curative effect, especially the fact that it could extend their lives in emergencies, and the most important thing was that it was free of charge, the people in the cabin were completely excited.
Soon, the medicine in the middle-aged man's medicine box was robbed.
…
After everyone had taken the medicine, the middle-aged man clasped his hands together and said a Buddha's name, but suddenly said:
"The medicinal materials are from my own family. I hang the pot to help the world. When I meet a destined person, I save lives and accumulate virtue. Naturally, it is free of charge. However, since it is fate, it is over here. I will go to Jing'an Temple to worship the Buddha and report the matter to the Buddha.
Please protect all sentient beings and protect all those who are destined to you. As the saying goes, if you don’t enter the temple empty-handed, your heart will be sincere and your destiny will come naturally. Please invite me."
After everyone heard this, some were stunned and didn't understand, but some who responded quickly realized immediately that this middle-aged man wanted money.
As soon as people heard this person's "translation", those who were lucky enough to have just taken the medicine were not happy. If they didn't agree to accept the medicine, they wouldn't pay for it. Why would they want to do it again?
For a moment, everyone looked at each other and didn't want to pay.
Ma Ruixue, who had just been rescued, stood up. He took out three silver coins from his body and put them into the medicine box. Then he bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Ma thank you Master for saving your life. How much does this fairy medicine cost?"
It's not expensive, but the master didn't take any money from it. It was truly an act of a Bodhisattva. He even went to the temple in person to worship the Buddha, to seek blessings from the Buddha for us, and to bless us with peace. This is a fate that cannot be obtained even if we ask for it."
With that said, Ma Ruixue bowed deeply and said, "Master, thank you very much."
…
Wu Dahai was also excited at the side. He also took out two silver coins from his body, put them into the medicine box, and said to everyone, "The master gave the medicine to a destined person, and he didn't take any money. We are all destined people, and this is our
For everyone’s fate and blessings, Master has to personally ask Buddha to help us and bless us. This is a blessing that no amount of money can buy.”
"Amitabha." The middle-aged man clasped his hands together, "That's good, that's good."
"This kind of good thing and fate are due to our luck." Another person who had been silent said, taking out five cents from his body and putting it into the medicine box, and showing an embarrassed look, "Master
, I only have so much money."
"All living beings are equal, and karma comes naturally." The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said, "You only have five cents. Your five cents are more valuable than the ten thousand yuan of a wealthy person. The Buddha can naturally see it and understand it.
bless."
Afterwards, everyone donated money one after another. You donated one yuan and I donated five cents.
The middle-aged man didn't look happy when he saw everyone generously donating their money. Instead, he looked calm. After everyone donated their 'conditional dharma', he carefully closed the medicine box, then clasped his hands to everyone and said a Buddha's name.
Afterwards, he did not leave immediately, but took the pulse of the man who had just donated five cents of Yuanfa and talked about some hidden diseases in his body.
The man was shocked and said that the master was amazing.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, told the man what to pay attention to, and then prepared to leave.
Everyone also hurriedly asked the middle-aged man for help in taking a pulse and making a diagnosis.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "From what I see on your faces, you are all longevity and blessed people. You will never suffer from long-term illness. The only thing you need to prevent is acute illness. Therefore, the gift of medicine today is a fate. You took the medicine and got the fate."
, naturally painless and disaster-free, and even more protected by the Buddha, so good, so good."
After saying that, amidst the grateful voices of everyone, the middle-aged man took the medicine box and Shi Shiran left.
…
More than an hour later.
'Ma Ruixue' walked out of the cabin and found the middle-aged man waiting in a hidden corner.
"My acting skills are really good." Ma Ruixue gave a thumbs up to the middle-aged man.
"It's just taking advantage of everyone's herd mentality and guiding them." Xu Zhaolin shook his head slightly, "On the contrary, Director Tong, you have no trace of acting, which is surprising."
Tong Xueyong gave a wry smile, "Sir, you and I are like a lost dog at the moment, resorting to deception to protect ourselves, so stop flattering each other."
"Obviously it was you who praised me first." Xu Zhaolin said with a smile.
He looked at Tong Xueyong, "Is there anything unusual?"
"We haven't found it yet," Tong Xueyong said. "The enemy should think that we are still in Nanjing. They don't know that we discovered their plot and trap in time and decisively evacuated Nanjing."
Passing a cigarette to Xu Zhaolin, Tong Xueyong said, "In addition, the enemy's search focuses on the middle and upper class cabins, and does not pay attention to the lower class cabins."
"Moreover, our deception can't fool the common people, but it can't fool the spy's secret inspection. They only think that we are charlatans, but they won't suspect anything." Xu Zhaolin said.
"That's exactly the truth." Tong Xueyong nodded.
…
At this time, Wu Dahai sneaked over.
"District Chair, Director, there's something going on." He said to the two of them.
"Say." Xu Zhaolin said with a serious expression.
"My subordinates saw Sheng Haoxuan." Wu Dahai said.
"Where did you see it?" Tong Xueyong's face changed slightly and he asked immediately.
"It's in No. 19 Middle School in the lower cabin." Wu Dahai said, "He was sleeping with a newspaper covering his face. The newspaper fell and I could see his face clearly."
"Are you here for us?" Tong Xueyong asked.
"I don't know." Wu Dahai shook his head and said, "However, after taking a few glances just now, Sheng Haoxuan was indeed asleep. It's not like he was pretending."
"Who is this person?" Xu Zhaolin asked.
"Sheng Haoxuan is from Jisi Feier Road. He was previously from Zhongtong Suhu District. He quickly surrendered to the enemy after being arrested by No. 76," Tong Xueyong said.
"Does this person know you?" Xu Zhaolin asked immediately.
"This is just a little guy. He should have never seen me." Tong Xueyong said, "Xiao Hai has seen him."
Xu Zhaolin immediately looked at Wu Dahai, "I have seen him, but we are not familiar with each other. Now that I am disguised, it is unlikely that Sheng Haoxuan will recognize me."
"This person is Dong Zhengguo's subordinate." Tong Xueyong said to Xu Zhaolin.
"Dong Zhengguo's men..." Xu Zhaolin said thoughtfully, and his expression became serious. Xu Zhaolin had heard about this famous ace agent 'First Officer' of the Party Affairs Investigation Department, so he was even more alert.
…
"So, Dong Zhengguo is also on the boat?" Xu Zhaolin asked.
"I can't tell." Tong Xueyong said thoughtfully, "Dong Zhengguo is a very loyal person and treats his brothers very well. Logically speaking, Dong Zhengguo should live in the upper cabin, and he should arrange for his subordinates to live in the middle cabin. He will not arrange for Sheng Haoxuan to live here.
Downstairs."
"Nothing is better." Xu Zhaolin said with a serious expression, "Dong Zhengguo and you are old acquaintances. If he sees you, even if you put on makeup, there is no guarantee that Dong Zhengguo will not recognize you."
"I will pay attention." Tong Xueyong nodded, "With Dong Zhengguo's status, even if he is on the ship, he is in the upper cabin and will not come down easily."
This is why they chose to hide in the lower cabin instead of the middle and upper cabins.
Who would have thought that the dignified Zhongtong Suhu District Director and the Director of the Second Operation Division did not hide in the cabin with better conditions, but hid in the lower cabin, and hid themselves as a gang of charlatans.
…
Tong Xueyong and Xu Zhaolin said a few more words and then walked away carefully.
When he came to a corner of the corridor, Tong Xueyong suddenly felt urgent to urinate. However, this place was a bit far from the toilet, so he thought of going to the deck to find a place to urinate.
Arriving on the deck, Tong Xueyong saw someone smoking and blowing in the wind not far ahead.
The man's back was turned to him, and he was talking to someone else. The person speaking was hidden in the dark and he couldn't see him.
Hiding in the corner of the deck and talking, Tong Xueyong was so sneaky that he immediately became vigilant.
He was about to sneak closer, but the two people immediately dispersed.
Tong Xueyong stared at the back of the person who was facing away from him and narrowed his eyes. This person's back looked somewhat familiar.
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