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Chapter 55 Alien Beast (1)

After graduating from university, I found a job as a programmer in an Internet company. Because of staying up late for a long time, coupled with poor sitting posture, my back hurts for a few days every month.I went to the hospital for an examination, and the doctor didn't mention any specific symptoms, but simply prescribed a few medicines.These medicines worked a little at first, but later I don't know if I developed a resistance to them or something. Not only did they have no effect, but the pain in my back got worse. Every time, the pain was so painful that I didn't dare to bend over.

On Saturday, my back started to hurt again. I had no choice but to go to the hospital to get the medicine and ask the doctor to increase the dose.

On the way back, an old man I had never seen before suddenly stopped me.The old man looked around, lowered his voice and said, "Young man, I saw you came out of the hospital, so I came here to ask, what disease do you have?"

I understand a little bit.A group of people often gather around the hospital to lure patients to their own outpatient clinics, which is the so-called "medical care".

The old man continued: "Young man, I am an old Chinese doctor. I have retired and opened a small outpatient clinic at home, specializing in the treatment of various difficult and miscellaneous diseases. If you are interested, you can try it." I don't trust these doctors, old man The image of my son also made me feel a little bit drummed, so I waved my hands and left quickly.But the old man did not give up, he chased after him for a few steps, and suddenly his body staggered, and I hurriedly reached out to support him.

The old man coughed violently, gasped and said, "Young man, trust me, I won't charge you if it can't be cured."

The old man's expression was almost begging, I felt pity, and then I thought about it, maybe there is really some folk remedy for back pain, anyway, the medicine prescribed by the hospital is useless, so I might as well try it.Thinking of this, I nodded and said, "Okay."

After ten minutes' journey, we arrived at a community.The neighborhood looks a bit old, with mottled walls covered with grass, and dilapidated buildings, many of which don't even have a security window.There was a small reception room at the door, the glass was broken, and it was empty.

The old man's house is on the first floor of Building 3.When I walked in, I was a little surprised.Although the decoration inside is simple, it does not conform to the style of the elderly, but reveals a sporty and fashionable atmosphere.

There are two basketballs and a pair of skates piled up in the corner of the living room. Through the half-closed door of the bedroom, you can see a poster of Sakuragi Flower Road on the wall. Below the poster is a large writing desk. On the writing desk is a desktop LCD computer. .

Before I could think about it, my eyes were quickly attracted by another thing in the room.Hanging near the balcony was a small cage containing an animal I had never seen before.It looks a bit like a squirrel just a few days old, but it has horns on its head, and its body is not covered with fluff, but something like tentacles.It lay quietly in the cage, motionless, and seemed very weak.

What kind of monster is this?I leaned forward and looked at it carefully.

At this time, I suddenly found that the old man was already standing beside me, his eyes fixed on me.Realizing my gaffe, I quickly looked away.The old man smiled and said, "It's okay, let's see!" I was curious and asked, "What kind of animal is this?"

The old man paused when he heard the words, looked away, and said lightly: "I don't know, a friend gave it." I took another look at the animal and joked that it might be a new species. Selling it to research institutes or animal collectors might make a fortune.

The old man's face suddenly changed, and he stared at me angrily.I didn't expect that a joke would trigger such a big reaction from him, so I hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Please see a doctor!"

The old man asked briefly about my condition, and I answered carefully with gestures with both hands, but the old man listened absent-mindedly, with vacillating eyes, as if he had something on his mind.

After the description, the old man took out a pack of plasters from the drawer, tore off a piece, stuck it on my back, and said, "It won't hurt after 10 minutes."

During the waiting time, the old man got up and went to the toilet. The strange thing was that before going into the toilet, he went around to the balcony and hit the cage intentionally or unintentionally.

I was so bored that I started looking around the room.

In the corner of the living room stands a wine cabinet filled with various beers and wines.I couldn't help but laugh—the old man was enjoying it.There is a framed photo in the lower corner. In the photo is a young man in his 20s, smiling and in high spirits. He looks somewhat similar to the old man, probably his grandson.

Going around in a circle, I suddenly found that the little monster in the cage had stood up, his eyes were still, and he was looking at me curiously.I shake my hand at it.

The little monster didn't seem to recognize it. It took two steps forward, stuck out its tongue at me, and smacked its lips a few times. It looked very cute.

I played with it a few times, and suddenly came up with an idea: If I leave now with this little thing, the old man will definitely not be able to find me, and this little thing looks cute and oddly shaped, so it might sell for a lot of money.

Thinking about it, I actually fell into this idea, and my thoughts became a little trance.

With a sudden cough and a hand on my shoulder, I woke up with a start.The old man had come out of the toilet and sat on the opposite sofa again.I felt a little dizzy, and at the same time felt a little sorry, and smiled at him.

The old man glanced at the little thing in the cage and asked, "How is your back? Does it still hurt?"

Only then did I realize that there was no pain in my back at all, and I touched my back in disbelief.Did you really meet a miracle doctor?But the old man did not show any joy, his expression was indifferent, and he seemed a little lonely.

I tentatively asked, "How much does this cost?"

The old man took a deep look at me, waved his hand suddenly, and said, "Forget it, you and I are destined, so I won't charge you money."

I'm a little confused.They tried their best to lure me here, but they didn't charge me anything after seeing the doctor.

The old man doesn't look like he's mentally ill, and he doesn't look like he's joking, so what does that mean?I was too lazy to think about it. Wouldn't it be better not to have money, so I thanked him and got up to leave.Before I left, I took advantage of the old man's inattention, and secretly hid a few pieces of plaster in my hand.

The little thing in the cage had already lay down again, and the tentacles on its body seemed to emit light blue light.

On the way back, I felt slightly dizzy, but my back recovered and I felt better.

When I got home, I took out the plaster and couldn't wait to recommend it to my father.My father suffered from lumbar disc herniation for many years, and when he got sick, he often grinned in pain.For this reason, the whole family sought medical advice, but with little success.While helping him apply the medicine, I described today's miraculous experience.My father was dubious, wondering if I had encountered a liar.

I put the plaster on and said, "You'll know in 10 minutes."

Strangely, after 10 minutes, Dad didn't feel any better.I think it may be because my father is weaker and takes longer to recover.But after waiting for more than half an hour, there was still no sign of improvement.Father had lost his patience, took off the plaster, and left angrily.

The same medicine, why have different results?
After much deliberation, without a clue, I threw the remaining few plasters into the drawer, and quickly forgot about them.

(End of this chapter)