"Dad, why didn't you tell me about this!" Zhou Qiang cried.
"What's the use of knowing it." Zhou Zhishan sighed and said, "Our family is poor, so telling us is just to put a burden on you. And the doctor also said that even if you have money, you may not be able to cure it."
"Qiangzi, don't worry, this matter is taken care of by me." Mo Lin patted Zhou Qiang's shoulder and said very confidently: "I will help uncle treat it."
"This is late-stage gastric cancer. What can you do?" Zhou Qiang wiped away his tears and asked.
"There is no perfect path. If you trust me, let me try it." Mo Lin said.
Zhou Zhishan asked: "Little brother, do you have any way to cure gastric cancer? I heard that this disease is a medical problem in the world."
Mo Lin nodded slightly and said: "This disease is indeed a problem in the world. It is true that I cannot completely cure it, but I can still control the further development of the disease."
Mo Lin asked Zhou Qiang to bring some silver needles, sterilized them and inserted them into Zhou Zhishan's abdomen and chest. The last needle was inserted into his forehead between the eyebrows.
Then, Mo Lin put his hand on the top of Zhou Zhishan's head, and the spiritual energy in his body was transmitted towards Zhou Zhishan's forehead crazily. After the weak Yang Fire on Zhou Zhishan's forehead absorbed Mo Lin's spiritual energy, the fire instantly increased.
Zhou Zhishan suddenly felt refreshed and he could feel that his body was gradually improving.
Mo Lin's spiritual energy continued to flow down Zhou Zhishan's body, storing a large amount of spiritual energy in the heart and abdomen where the needles were applied, and then the spiritual energy gradually spread throughout the body.
At this time, Mo Lin's eyes were tightly closed, and there were more and more beads of sweat on his forehead. This was the first time he had performed high-level Taoism since he entered the realm of Dharma Eyes with Yin Yang Eyes, and the Tao Qi in his body was transformed into Spiritual Qi.
In fact, Mo Lin's innate yin and yang eyes have many magical powers, but he didn't realize it before. As his own strength improves and his yin and yang eyes continue to evolve, the high-level Taoist skills hidden in his yin and yang eyes will gradually emerge. , and now he is using a spell from Yin Yang Eyes.
About ten minutes later, Mo Lin finally took his hand back, exhaled a breath, and said, "It's done."
Zhou Zhishan slowly sat up from the bed, feeling immediately refreshed, his body full of energy, and his face changed from the sick look before.
He said in disbelief: "Is my disease really cured?"
"No, your illness still exists." Molin, with beads of sweat on his head, slowly sat on the chair next to him, with a look of exhaustion on his face: "I just stimulated the potential of your body and suppressed it with spiritual energy. As long as my spiritual energy is not exhausted, you will be fine."
"Then how long will your spiritual energy last?" Zhou Zhishan asked.
"If you do nothing, I will save your life for at most five years." Mo Lin said: "I will write you a method to absorb the natural spiritual energy. It just so happens that the spiritual energy in Snake Mountain is pure and abundant. You can do it every morning in If you follow this method in the mountains and forests to absorb the spiritual energy of the mountains, it will not be a problem to live to seventy or eighty years old."
"Mo Lin, thank you so much. I...I really don't know how to repay you." Zhou Qiang said with some embarrassment.
"Hey, we're all brothers, don't say thank you." Molin smiled on her pale face.
"Are you okay? I see you look very bad." Ye Xiaoyue was the first to notice that Mo Lin's face was pale, as if he was exhausted.
Mo Lin waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just that I've lost too much energy. This is the first time I've used such a high level of Taoism. Just take a rest."
"In that case, you can stay with us today. It's almost dusk and it won't be convenient for you to go down the mountain." Zhou Zhishan suggested.
"Mo Lin, just stay one night." Zhou Qiang also said.
Mo Lin glanced at Ye Xiaoyue and asked, "What do you think?"
"I don't care, you can stay if you want." Ye Xiaoyue said casually.
Mo Lin hesitated to speak. He originally wanted to tell Ye Xiaoyue that the noble eldest son of the Ye family might not be used to living in a mountain village, but then he thought about it. He still had to write the exercises for Zhou Zhishan. After finishing writing, it would probably be dusk, so he left. It's really not convenient.
"Then it's better for us to be respectful than to obey." Molin said with his hands in hand.
...
The sun sets.
In the north of Yaozhou City
In a large hospital, Bai Baocheng, Bai Hongyi and some important people in the Bai family were sitting in the hall.
There is no other reason. It is because Bai Baocheng's first wife Ding Fanglan passed away for no reason last night. Now Ding Fanglan's body has been sent to the hospital morgue. According to the doctor's inference, Ding Fanglan died between one and two o'clock in the morning last night. As for the cause of death It’s still unclear.
At this time, Bai Baocheng was in a low mood, his eyes were red and swollen, and he had obviously been crying for a long time. Although Ding Fanglan's family was also a famous family in Hanzhong Province, and he and Ding Fanglan had a political marriage at the time, they were very affectionate after the marriage, and their relationship between husband and wife has always been very good. good.
When they were young, they never conceived a child. Now that they are both approaching middle age, Ding Fanglan finally became pregnant with his flesh and blood, but she really didn't expect this to happen.
At this time, a majestic-looking man in a suit walked in. He looked somewhat similar to Bai Hongyi. This was Bai Hongyi's father Bai Zongming, the head of the Bai family!
"Dad, you're here." Bai Hongyi stood up quickly.
Bai Zongming immediately raised his hand and made a "sit down" gesture, indicating that he should sit down. Then he saw Bai Baocheng, who was slumped in the chair, sighed, sat next to him, and said slowly: " Baocheng, I know everything about my brothers and sisters, you... just accept my condolences."
"Brother!"
Bai Baocheng couldn't help covering his face again and cried bitterly. His grief-stricken cries echoed throughout the corridors of the hospital. The other relatives of the Bai family all sighed when they saw this scene. At the same time, they really couldn't figure out how good Duan Duan was. Why did people leave like this?
"Hello, Mr. Bai."
After a while, several doctors in white coats came to Bai Baocheng. The leader was an old man in his sixties. He said: "Mr. Bai, I am the director of Yaozhou First Hospital. Madam. We are very sorry about the incident, and we don’t know what other plans Mr. Bai has for his wife’s body.”
The dean spoke carefully, and he was very aware of the power of the people in front of him. If this matter was not handled well and Bai Baocheng was angry with the hospital, it was very likely that he, the dean, would be the end of it.
Bai Baocheng wiped away his tears, stared at the dean with an evil look, and said in a deep voice: "I can take care of my wife's affairs myself. Now I want to ask you whether the cause of my wife's death has been found out!"
"this......"
The dean choked up at his question. According to the doctors below, Ding Fanglan's death was without any warning. They took Ding Fanglan's blood and did all the tests, but they couldn't get any results.
It was understood that Ding Fanglan had no disease herself, nor any family hereditary disease, nor was she a sudden death. How could such a good person disappear like this? The dean was puzzled by this question.
"Mr. Bai, we are still trying our best to investigate the cause of your lady's death. Give us a little more time..."
"Is the quality of the doctors in your hospital so bad? I just want to know how my wife died and I can't even tell you." Bai Baocheng said angrily: "I think it is clearly the low level of doctors in your hospital that delayed my wife. You wait for the best time for treatment, and I will make you quacks pay the price!"
Bai Baocheng was very excited and was about to walk out. Bai Zongming hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Baocheng, where are you going? Can you calm down?"
"Mr. Bai, please calm down. Your wife was not breathing when she was sent to this hospital. This is really not the responsibility of the doctors of this hospital!" The director was frightened when he heard that Bai Baocheng wanted to hold the hospital responsible. , with the power of the Bai family, dealing with a hospital is as easy as squeezing an ant to death. He doesn't want to offend such a great god.
"Baocheng, I know you are sad, but now that the matter has come to an end, I hope that you will accept your condolences and deal with the funeral affairs of your siblings, and stop venting your anger on innocent people." Bai Zongming advised.
"Brother, but..."
Bai Baocheng sighed and did not continue. He turned around and walked to the morgue to take one last look at his wife. In fact, he was not reconciled to this result. The hospital that could not even explain the cause of his wife's death really couldn't let him go. However, Bai Zongming That's right. Even if the cause of Ding Fanglan's death is known at this point, it will only add trouble.
Waiting for Bai Bao
After Cheng left, Bai Zongming pulled the director of the hospital aside and said slowly: "Dean, I'm really sorry. My second brother was a little emotionally unstable just now and his words were offending. I apologize to you on my second brother's behalf." .”
"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Bai is too polite." For a person of Bai Zongming's level to lower his stature so low and apologize to the dean in person, the dean was a little frightened.
In fact, Bai Zongming is such a person. Whether in the business world or in daily life, he is a very gentle and polite person. He will never use his power to threaten ordinary people. Bai Hongyi's way of conducting himself in the world is influenced by his father.
Bai Zongming sighed and said: "My second brother is also very pitiful. No one can accept the theory of losing his wife and children in middle age. I also ask the dean to draw a conclusion on the cause of Ding Fanglan's death as soon as possible, as long as it is reasonable."
"I understand, I understand, I know what to do." The dean nodded repeatedly after hearing what Bai Zongming said.
He already knew what Bai Zongming meant. No matter what disease Ding Fanglan died of, it was true that the person was dead. Since Bai Baocheng was obsessed with one cause of death, then just give him a reasonable cause of death.
Bai Zongming nodded slightly, and then left the hospital with Bai Hongyi.
At the entrance of the hospital, Bai Zongming stopped, looked back at Bai Hongyi, who had been frowning along the way, and asked: "Hongyi, what are you thinking about?"
