Chapter 1726

Chapter 1726

The 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 have this disease.

In Taoist thought, there is the concept of causal reincarnation. 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 appear 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.

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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 getting dizzy!"

Brother Tian was talking to himself, and he whispered: "Why hasn't there been any movement for so long? Could there be an accident?"

Suddenly, there was a shout from across 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 send a basin of charcoal fire to the roof.

No one knows what is going on inside except the person involved.

We didn't dare to rush in and could only wait anxiously.

After another twenty minutes, Divine 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 This needle cannot be withdrawn.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 Wan needs to be stopped. 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?"

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. Now when I saw it, I immediately took a breath!

Aunt Luo's calves and thighs were almost skin and bones, and looked as thin as a child's legs!

Moreover, large areas of her legs were blackened, and four golden 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.

incredible! It looks amazing.

Doctor Fan explained: "This is the conduction phenomenon of the meridians, which is 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 no way around it, but as long as you take good care of it, , 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: "Then what happens if it moves accidentally?"

She rolled her eyes at me angrily: "I will die! I will die soon!"

After carrying the person back to the room, Divine Doctor Fan quickly wrote a prescription on the paper.