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After packing everything up, I hugged Dahei, who had recovered from his leg injury, and sat alone in front of a floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor of the clubhouse, looking at the lights of the city.

Dahei was named after Xiaofei.

The reasons are as follows, the long ones are very large, and the black ones are shiny, so they are called Dahei.

I hold Dahei, feel the blood flowing in the blood vessels all over his body, feel his slight breathing, and feel the gurgling sound in his stomach.

Dahei is very obedient, squinting his eyes, lying on my elbow, seemingly sleeping.

I stroked Dahei, feeling its peaceful mood.Slowly, this emotion spread to my whole body, I sat on the recliner, hugged Dahei, and just fell asleep leisurely.

A meter of sunlight hits my face in the morning.

After waking up, I went downstairs to clean the courtyard, during which Banxian helped Tang Xin take a simple suitcase to the clubhouse.

Tang Xin and I had a quick breakfast.

Fan Jinnan called.

Notify that the car has arrived at the downstairs of the clubhouse.

Go downstairs, pack your luggage, and get on the bus.

When we arrived at the airport, everything went according to the procedure, whoosh, the handjob started, whoosh, landed.

Hang x!I am coming!

For this trip, Fan Jinnan and Fan Xiaoxian and Niu Biyuan led the Tai Chi Medical Center.

On my side, it's just me and Tang Xin.

It is very rare that the other party did not send a car to pick up the place.

After discussing, we decided to take a taxi by ourselves and find a hotel to stay first.

As for Tang Xin, I asked her to go home and have a look, and then call her later.

So, I, Fan Jinnan, Fan Xiaoxian, and Niu Biyuan took a taxi.

On the way, Fan Jinnan turned to me in the co-pilot and asked, "Mr. Ji, what do you think about this disease?"

I don't want to keep it, so I just tell it all.

"Mr. Fan, I think this patient is probably a sudden genetic disease!"

Fan Jinnan was stunned: "Genetic disease, this inference is very bold, and the Royal College of Medicine has also made such an inference. However, if it is a genetic disease, conventional methods seem to be useless."

I thought for a while and said: "Similar to albinism, such diseases are all genetic diseases, and many methods such as acupuncture, medicine, and moxibustion in conventional Chinese medicine are difficult to achieve curative effect. Therefore, I want to use modern scientific methods to use gene extraction technology , to analyze blood samples from patients. And for this, we need a laboratory.”

Fan Jinnan said with emotion: "In this case, we will use a lot of relationships."

Me: "This matter, let's do what we can."

Fan Jinnan thought for a while, took out his cell phone and started making calls.

I began to think in my mind, there are two kinds of genes, innate genes and acquired genes.If it is a gene at the innate level, no one can change it unless the Da Luo Jinxian comes to the world.

But the day after tomorrow, the genetic mutations caused by external stimuli can be introduced into the target cells through a series of means to achieve the purpose of treatment from the genetic level. (Such as gene mutations caused by nuclear radiation, mutations caused by long-term use of a single drug, etc., although the probability is small, the possibility cannot be ruled out.)

Target cells need to be cultured through culture medium, which is a purely laboratory method.

As soon as I thought of this, Fan Jinnan put down the phone.

"The laboratory has been found. A few years ago, the Medical University here set up a Chinese medicine gene research laboratory. It was originally invested jointly with a company in Laomei to study genetically modified Chinese herbal medicine. Later..." Fan Jinnan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Maybe everyone I felt that this incident was too harmful to the country and the people, so I stopped the project. Now a professor of traditional Chinese medicine is leading several graduate students to do deep processing and extraction of Chinese herbal medicine, research, and analyze the subject.”

My heart moved after hearing this: "Is that professor named Tang Shihong?"

Fan Jinnan was surprised: "How do you know?"

I laughed and said, "That's the father of one of my employees. Well, if it's really a genetic problem, this laboratory will solve it. Next, it's time for us to go out and analyze the underlying disease carefully."

Fan Jinnan said, "Good!"

When we arrived at the hotel, Fan Jinnan arranged four standard rooms for each of us to live in.

During this time, I found that Niu Biyuan didn't seem to be paying much attention, and only played with his mobile phone. Fan Jinnan would shake his head and sigh every time he saw it, as if he hated iron for not being able to make steel.

We gathered in Fan Jinnan's room.

He also introduced the details of the next patient.

The patient's surname is Sun, so let's call him Mr. Sun.

This Mr. Sun, in addition to the information I know, I also learned that he has run two large garment factories. At present, due to long-term illnesses, two sons, one plant and one accidental death, the benefits of the factory are It went from bad to worse.

After Fan Jinnan told about Mr. Sun's situation, he began to contact Mr. Sun's daughter-in-law, Ms. Song.

This person surnamed Song is the wife of the vegetative person, and she is also a doctor herself, working in the Western medicine internal medicine ward of a hospital.

Fan Jinnan connected the phone.

Since the room was quiet, I listened more carefully.

"Oh, it's Professor Fan, right? That's it. I'm really sorry. I forgot to tell Aunt Zheng. My father-in-law doesn't want to be treated now."

"What? Don't want to be cured anymore?" Fan Jinnan was surprised.

"Well, that's it. My father-in-law is planning to enter Buddhism. He is going to bear the pain with his body, so as to redeem the sins he has committed in this life."

Fan Jinnan...

Seeing this, I asked Fan Jinnan to give me the phone.

After receiving it, I said, "Ms. Song, hello, I am a friend of Professor Fan, and I am also a Chinese medicine practitioner. Well, since Mr. Sun doesn't want to be treated, we don't force him, but you can't make a trip in vain. I mean you can We can't arrange for us to meet and chat with Mr. Sun."

"Is that so..." The other party hesitated.

"Okay, at 03:30 in the afternoon, I will pick you up by car, by the way, where are you now?"

I gave an address.

The other party wrote it down and put down the phone.

Fan Jinnan took the phone, shook his head and smiled wryly: "This...why do you want to enter Buddhism."

Xiaoxian'er said faintly, without losing her arrogant expression: "Hey... all four things are empty! If they are all empty, naturally, the illness will be cured."

Fan Jinnan resented: "Little devil!"

Xiao Xian'er twisted her head: "Hmph..."

Niu Biyuan stared at Xiao Xian'er, his eyes straight and hooked.

Xiao Xian'er caught a glimpse, and said again: "Huh..." got up, twisted her waist in a seductive manner to get water to drink.

At this moment, Fan Jinnan shook his head and smiled wryly and said to me, "Don't blame me, sir, a little girl can do whatever she wants, but it's only one tenth, one tenth..."

One-tenth looks like this, I can't help but secretly feel uncomfortable for Fan Jinnan.

After all these years, he guarded this girl, how did he get over it.

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, an Escalade stopped in front of the hotel.

The driver was Ms. Song herself, a well-maintained, radiant middle-aged woman who looked nothing like her husband's illness.

Ms. Song has exquisite makeup on her face. She put on a pair of big sunglasses. When she saw us, she took off the mirror, glanced at us with a pair of red phoenix eyes, and said, "Get in the car, my father-in-law is waiting at home."

When I got in the car, I felt that something was wrong with Ms. Song.

She doesn't like to communicate with us with her eyes. She just wears big sunglasses and her face is tense, as if we are not here to treat a disease but to kill her father-in-law.

Also, I noticed that she was in the car and answered the phone.When talking on the phone, she was chatting and laughing, acting coquettishly and laughing...

I sat in the back row and looked sideways at Ms. Song's nose.

A mass of powder gas, round and oily.

Well!Her husband has grown a plant, but her sex life has not been delayed at all.

The car drove to a wetland park called Xixi, and then went on for about one kilometer before turning into a three-story European-style villa.

After getting out of the car, Ms. Song led us into the building, greeted several housekeeping staff, went up to the second floor, and went to a door and said, "I won't go in. You can go downstairs to find me when you're done."

Fan Jinnan nodded.

I pushed the door and walked in.

I go……

What does it smell like?

This room is like a pile of rotten meat. It smells indescribably. In addition, there is a smell of air freshener. In short, it smells extremely unpleasant and suffocating.

Xiaoxian'er and Niu Biyuan shuddered as soon as they smelled it, they frowned, shrank their bodies, and withdrew.

Fan Jinnan and I looked at each other with a smile, shook our heads, and walked into the house.

The room is very large. After we entered, we saw Mr. Sun sitting in a wheelchair on the floor in front of the French windows, twisting Buddhist beads.

This is a skinny old man with a sad face, his hair is mostly gray, and there are deep wrinkles carved on his face.

But if you look closely, you will find that his complexion is actually pretty good, he is very energetic, and the yin and yang gods in his complexion are also vigorous and powerful, not like he is sick.

Fan Jinnan walked up to Mr. Sun.

The other party opened his eyes and said, "Professor Fan, it's you."

Fan Jinnan: "It's right here."

He also introduced: "This is the descendant of the Ji family's line of ancient medicine, Mr. Ji."

Old Sun clasped his fists: "Mr. Ji, please."

We moved our chairs and sat down in front of Lao Sun.

Old Sun twirled the Buddha beads and said, "Professor Fan, Xiao Zheng told me earlier that you are a famous doctor and a Taoist, so you are supposed to be an expert. But what about me..."

There was a trace of despair on the old grandson's face: "I have met too many high-level people these days, such as the Taoist priest of Maoshan, the head-down teacher of Thailand, and the big lama of the esoteric religion, but what happened in the end? Look, I These legs..."

Two drops of muddy tears rolled out of Lao Sun's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to remove the blanket covering his legs.

I glanced at it, and it was shocking!

The black mucus kept dripping into a basin under the chair, and his legs were already rotten to the knees.

The old grandson sneered: "What's the use? In the end, I was the one who suffered. A few days ago, my daughter-in-law found a Buddhist expert for me. I chatted with him. Later, I thought about it. It's all my own fault." The crime I committed, I have to bear it myself when I turn back. I don’t want to be cured, so I just die like this, forget it.”

Fan Jinnan cultivated the Tao, and he should not have learned much about Buddhism, so he had nothing to say, but he couldn't stop sighing.

I am not an expert in Buddhism, but there is a Sanskrit Vedas "also known as the Vedas" that my grandfather received in the early years. (For details about the Vedas, please refer to the practice experience of Buddha Sakyamuni.) Of course not The entire volume, the volume of the entire volume is too large, just some scattered scriptures.

Master Dao is an evildoer. This old man not only understands Taoism, but also has many Buddhist friends.According to the uncles, when my grandfather and he were hanging out in the rivers and lakes, they were lucky enough to meet a wandering eminent monk.

But that happened in the Republic of China, I have never seen it, it is just a story.

Daoist and Grandpa would often talk about the philosophy of Buddhism and Taoism, and some views on practice. I have listened to it for a long time, and I know a little bit, so when Mr. Sun mentioned Buddha, I interjected.

"Mr. Sun wants to learn to let go of everything, body, money, and everything. Are all four things empty?"

Old Sun's eyes brightened: "Mr. Ji believes in Buddhism?"

I waved my hands: "I'm not a believer, I just read Buddhist scriptures as books and learn knowledge."

"Oh..." Old Sun was slightly disappointed.

I said: "Mr. Sun, I would like to ask, do you think you can let go now?"

Old Sun: "I can't let go of anything. Now, there is nothing left but a stinky skin. What's more, this terrible disease, hey..." Old Sun sneered: "It doesn't hurt, it's a great blessing for me .”

I said: "Mr. Sun, you are wrong! You can't let it go now! You really can't let it go!"

I thought for a while and said, "Mr. Sun, think about it from another angle. Do you think it is easier to die now, or to take on a responsibility and live tenaciously?"

Old Sun: "Of course, it's easy to die. This crippled body still has a few days to live."

I stared at him: "Yeah, it's easy for you to die, it's easy to die, and you can get rid of the entanglement of this body when you die, but have you ever thought about it? What will happen to the employees in your factory? What will happen to your career? You die , Who else can run a factory and a business better? Your factory and business are related to the food and drink of thousands of families, and their happiness. If you are dead, who cares about it?"

Old Sun was stunned, blankly, and for a long time he said: "Well, let it be, let it take its course!"

Me: "It's a good one to let it die on its own! Do you think this is a responsible idea? The Buddha said that to practice the Bodhisattva's behavior, you must give without form. What is giving is dedication. Contribute all your energy. You Everything that can be created in a limited life should be dedicated to the people around you! You should dedicate yourself wholeheartedly regardless of any return! Even if you have diseases and pain, you can’t bear it, but you can’t bear it. Let go, you have to let go. What you have to let go is your fear of disease, not the responsibility you bear. As for this responsibility, it is the task of your practice in this life! Do you understand?"

Old Sun opened his mouth slightly in a daze, for a long time, he was speechless...

Gradually, Lao Sun closed his eyes.

He twirled the prayer beads repeatedly and said, "Well, I'll give you a chance to torment me. If it's cured, I know what to do. If it's not cured, I will also offer money and send you two off."

Hearing this, Fan Jinnan quietly gave me a thumbs up.

I breathe a sigh of relief.

Secretly said something (Amitabha, I don’t know if what I said is right, Buddha, please bear with me!)

Fan Jinnan and I lifted the blanket and began to carefully observe the wound.

We found that muscle, skin, connective tissue and adipose tissue will undergo different degrees of decay and melting after being affected by melanin, but the strange thing is that the bone will be surprisingly hard when it is attacked by melanin.

Fan Jinnan and I looked at each other.

Fan Jinnan said to Lao Sun: "Mr. Sun, we need to take some samples. Now, in a moment, I will use a knife to scrape something off your bone. If you feel pain, just talk."

Old Sun: "Hey, it's okay. I cut off one of my tossing legs. I'm still afraid of this. You can just do it."

Fan Jinnan took out the prepared things, and we began to use a knife to collect samples from the necrotic and intact parts of the leg respectively, and then used a small file to file the bone chip samples from the bone.

After getting these, we chatted with Lao Sun for a while.

Lao Sun was very moved. He said that those who came to treat illnesses basically left after seeing it. Few people would endure this stinky environment to chat with him.

We chatted with him for more than an hour. When we left, Lao Sun specially helped us in a wheelchair to take us to the door.

Farewell, when I went out, I stopped Fan Jinnan.

I lowered my voice and said to him: "Let's not tell the truth first, hold on to Song."

Fan Jinnan nodded to me with a tacit understanding.