I asked you to read Feng Shui and you became the master of Yingjiang?

Chapter 77 The end of science is theology?

"How's Ram doing?"

John opened the door to the ward, hugged his wife Mary who came up, and asked softly.

Mary's eyes started to turn red again, and she shook her head in confusion, "Still like that, still in a coma!"

John's heart became heavier and heavier, so he let go of his wife and walked to the bedside.

Lying on the bed was a pale little boy, his eyes were closed and his forehead was covered with sweat.

The tube extending from the body is connected to the life monitoring instrument next to it, which is making a beeping sound.

John's eyes were filled with distress and self-blame.

My son has been lying like this for several days. At first he was able to wake up for a while every day, but now he is in a coma the whole day.

I am really useless.

"what did the doctor say?"

He looked at his son on the hospital bed blankly and asked.

Mary shook her head: "Dr. George couldn't find the reason. The results of the examination were that everything was normal, but the son just couldn't wake up! They said... he might become a vegetative state!"

Mary said, and began to cry again.

"Vegetative state? No, I will never accept such a result."

John punched the wall next to him and turned around and left the ward.

When he came to the doctor's office, his son's attending doctor happened to be there. John calmed down his emotions a little, walked over and asked: "Doctor George, my son..."

Dr. George is about 50 years old, wearing glasses, and looking at something on the computer.

He is the most famous brain specialist in this hospital.

Seeing John come in, George shook his head and said, "John, I'm sorry, we can't find out the cause of your son's illness. He seems to be healthy, but he is unconscious."

He turned the computer screen to John, "Look, all his physiological indicators are normal. His brain has not been hit or otherwise damaged. All indicators are standard indicators."

John clenched his fist: "Dr. George, if my son's indicators are normal, why can't he wake up?"

George sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Sorry, we don't know either!"

Just as John was about to speak, his wife Mary suddenly rushed in and screamed: "Doctor, damn, go see our son, oh my God!!"

"What happened to my son?"

John suddenly became anxious, jumped up and rushed to the ward.

Dr. George grabbed his stethoscope and followed closely behind.

Several people rushed to the ward and saw that the little boy on the bed was twitching continuously, and there were a lot of water droplets on his body, which quickly soaked through his clothes and sheets.

"Damn it, hurry up!"

George rushed forward, and several nurses also rushed in.

John and Mary were squeezed to the back and watched anxiously as they performed first aid on their son.

After about three or four minutes, the little boy finally regained his composure.

Seeing that the vital signs on the monitoring equipment next to him returned to stability, George wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mary hurried forward and asked nervously: "Doctor, I...how is my son? Why is he sweating so much?"

The whole bed was soaked, and he was sweating so much that he was probably suffering from dehydration.

"It's okay for now!"

George spread his hands and said, "I don't know why he suddenly sweated so much. Nurse, give the patient water quickly, he will be dehydrated!"

George gave the doctor's orders.

However, the nurse who was checking Ram's physical condition said strangely: "Mr. George, come and take a look. It seems that what the patient is exuding is not sweat, but... water. He doesn't have any symptoms of dehydration."

"water?"

George walked over and touched the liquid on the hospital bed, put it to the tip of his nose, smelled it, and even tasted it with the tip of his tongue.

"Strange, it's really not sweat!"

George was a little confused. He had never seen anyone shed so much water suddenly. "water??"

John was stunned for a moment. For some reason, he suddenly remembered Su Lin's words at this moment.

Gradually, his eyes widened. After looking at his son on the hospital bed for a long time, he said to George:

"Mr. George, I have something to say to you. Can you come out for a moment?"

The two walked to the corridor. John looked around to make sure there was no one there before whispering:
"Mr. George, do you think there is a possibility that my son's illness is related to his grandparents' graves?"

"grave?"

George looked at John blankly, not understanding what he meant for a moment.

"Someone told me that Ram's illness was caused by the water in my parents' tomb!"

"What? Is the illness caused by water in the tomb? What kind of bullshit logic is this? Whoever told you this must be a madman." George said angrily.

"No, no, no, he is not a madman, he is a prophet. He once successfully predicted a car accident. Today I met him again. He told me that the reason why I have bad luck is that I dreamed about my parents at night, and Ram’s illness is all because my parents’ tombs were filled with water.”

John recalled Su Lin's words.

"What nonsense!"

Dr. George said angrily:

"This is all bullshit logic. How could the patient's illness be related to the water entering the tomb? Did he think he was Nostradamus? Mr. John, this is not the time for us to discuss prophecies. What's more, I have never heard of it. Sickness can be related to water in the tomb!”

"But……"

John was a little hesitant. He looked at George and said, "But Mr. George, aren't you at a loss now? In that case, why don't we try."

For some reason, he thought of Su Lin's eyes, which were clear and transparent without any impurities.

"We? What do you mean?" George looked at John warily.

"I mean, Mr. George, I want to invite you to visit my parents' gravesite. Of course, I will pay you extra for the visit!"

He didn't know why he invited George, maybe he just wanted to find someone to embolden him.

"No, no, no, this is ridiculous. I'm at work and I won't go crazy with you!"

George shook his head repeatedly.

"Mr. George, please, just go crazy with me. If, I mean, if it is really confirmed that Ram's illness is related to my parents' graves, then it will not be a big deal to you." A completely new research topic?”

John begged.

"A brand new...research topic?"

I have to say that John’s words touched George’s heart.

As the most prestigious brain expert in York City, money and status are no longer important to him.

Only academic innovation and success are the things that can impress him.

"You just said that he was a prophet? He once predicted a car accident?"

George asked after being silent for a while.

When John saw that there was something going on, he was overjoyed and quickly told the story of how he met Su Lin last time and what Su Lin said today.

After listening, George's eyes showed surprise.

"You mean, before that car accident happened, he told you how to avoid it?"

"Yes, sir, that's amazing," John said.

George thought for a while and asked again: "And when you met him today, he accurately told you that you dream about your parents every night, and guessed that you have been having bad luck recently, and even knew that Ram was sick. ?”

"Yes, isn't it amazing? I can swear that I have never had any interaction with him before, and for a little person like me, he will never investigate me specifically. It has no value to him. "

George fell into silence, shook his head for a while and said: "I have to say, this is really unbelievable, even stupid."

After a pause, and after John looked disappointed, he continued:
"But just like you said, what if! The great philosopher once said that the end of science is theology. This is indeed a brand new inspiration for me!"

"I'm willing to go crazy with you. Come on, let's leave now!"

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(End of this chapter)