Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 269
In the end, the cancer patient hesitated again and again, even if he died, he didn't want to suffer the pain of this kind of stump, so he wanted to live suddenly.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard Cao Xinping say, "Layman, you have stomach cancer, right?"

This cancer patient had already given up the treatment, and his face was ashen. He also knew that he didn't want to suffer this kind of suffering, but wanted to live. How could there be such a good thing. Hearing Cao Xinping's question, he replied flatly: "Oh".

As soon as he finished answering, he saw Cao Xinping put a finger on top of the kerosene lamp, without any expression of pain, just burning it like this, burning for 2 minutes, there was no expression of pain, and everyone around him opened their eyes wide, Eyes full of disbelief.

The same is true for this cancer patient. He stared blankly at Cao Xinping's fingers. He had tried the flame of a kerosene lamp and knew that the pain was unbearable. Seeing Cao Xinping burn for 2 minutes and still be so calm, I admire it to death!
"Layman, where do you usually feel pain?" Cao Xinping fiddled with the light of the kerosene lamp with his fingers, as if teasing a toy.

"Stomach hurts, stomach hurts, it hurts so much!"

As soon as the man finished answering, he saw Cao Xinping put his red-hot fingers into his abdomen.

If it was a red-hot iron rod, this person would definitely hide, but of course he was not so nervous when facing a human finger.

"Oh, master, it's terrible, I'm so hot, I'm so hot, my stomach hurts so much, lighten up, lighten up, ouch, I'm going to die!" The cancer patient exaggeratedly screamed, clutching his stomach and bowing like a prawn , but grabbed Cao Xinping's fingers and was reluctant to let go, making everyone else in the room look over.

"Layman, just burn it and it will be fine. It will be cured immediately. The disease will be cured. People will be energetic and moral. They will be grateful and reborn!" Cao Xinping muttered silently, poking the cancer patient's stomach with his finger.

Finally retracted the finger, continued to burn that finger on the kerosene lamp, and said calmly: "Next!"

As for this cancer patient, as if spring had arrived, his whole body seemed to have changed his appearance. The dying person always had that sluggish spirit that never left him, but now, this patient was refreshed, his whole body seemed to melt like ice and snow, A noticeable sense of relief.

"Daoist Cao, there is no way to repay a great kindness. I am willing to donate half of my property to contribute to Mount Qingcheng in return for my kindness!" The cancer patient knelt on the ground and kowtowed while making a promise.

"Layman, your cancer has not completely disappeared. The old man is not a god. He has no ability to bring the dead back to life. He just temporarily suppresses your cancer cells and prevents them from spreading. You still have three years to live." Cao Xinping waved his hand and greeted the other A migrant worker whose scalp has been shaved sits down.

"A moment to live is a moment. Daoist Cao is unparalleled in his medical skills. He saved my life. It is a great favor to me. I will go back to organize my family property and invest in the construction of a Taoist temple for Mount Qingcheng!"

After kowtowing, the cancer patient left with his entourage. No one stopped him, and everyone believed what he said, and believed that this person would come back to fulfill his promise.

"My layman, where does your husband hurt?" Cao Xinping asked the migrant worker's wife.

This migrant worker has become a fool, his head is horrible, his scalp seems to have been peeled off by an iron sheet that fell from the sky, his whole body is swaying, he can't sit still on a chair, his head is tilted, his eyes are squinted, he is in a daze, half Open half-closed, the body cannot be controlled by oneself.

The couple was plainly dressed, with rough and dark skin, and they looked like people who had suffered for a long time.

Although there are no patches on the clothes, the color has faded and turned into white cloth. It is obvious that it has been washed countless times, and I am reluctant to throw it away. I continue to wear it after washing, and I am sitting here very cautiously. People who are too big.

"He had a headache, he was dying every night, his whole body convulsed, and he went to the hospital for an examination. The doctor said he had a severe concussion. We went to many hospitals and owed a lot of debt, but he still didn't get better. Later, I heard that Qingcheng Mountain had a genius doctor who helped the world, so I never Heihe ran here, begging the divine doctor for mercy!"

The daughter-in-law of a migrant worker burst into tears as she talked about it. Heihe is the northernmost part of our country. To come to Sichuan, it really crossed more than half of the country's map. To find Qingcheng Mountain again, it is really not far away. bitter!
After Cao Xinping listened, he nodded and said nothing. It is estimated that he has seen many patients like this, and there was no pity on his face.

What's the use of just having pity in my heart?
Healing people is the real compassion!

Cao Xinping stared at the migrant worker for a long time, his fingers were roasted on the kerosene lamp, and he didn't know whether he was hot or not.

But after watching for a long time, Cao Xinping still didn't make a move. Instead, he looked at Dai Wu and wanted him to come!

No matter how good your medical skills are, as long as it involves human thinking and spiritual awareness, this thing is too difficult to deal with. The brain is placed here, but the human brain is intricate.

If you talk about migraine, neuralgia, and brain tumors, these can be cured, but people become fools, their brains are broken, they are shaken into a paste, their brains are bleeding, and they are messed up in their skulls. How do you cure them?
Sitting here, Cao Xinping stared blankly, he couldn't make a move, his finger-burning kung fu was useless, even if he activated qigong, you wouldn't dare to use it against his brain!
"I can't cure this disease, let the saint come!"

Cao Xinping stood up leaning on the iron crutches, gave way, and then made a gesture of invitation to Dai Wu, asking him to treat the migrant workers, but did not ask Dai Wu if he would help.

Because Cao Xinping knew that Dai Wu would definitely sit down, because he is a saint and has the consciousness of a saint!

Dai Wu smiled and didn't refuse. He sat on the chair and looked at the migrant workers, smiling without saying a word.

But he sat down, and the daughter-in-law of the migrant worker and the people around him began to murmur, "Can this little brother do it? He looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old. He is at most the age of a middle school student. He is so young and can do it." If you have experience in seeing a doctor, don't put people to death.

All kinds of mistrust of Dai Wu, who made him look too young, like a student in school, is it a joke to treat people at this age!

Only the Taoist priests in Mount Qingcheng looked at Dai Wu with reverence and no doubts at all. Even the three Taoist priests who were helping other people to see a doctor stopped, and looked at Dai Wu, wanting to see his methods.

Everyone's suspicion didn't affect Dai Wu at all. He actually followed Cao Xinping's example and put his fingers on the kerosene lamp to bake, making everyone look at each other and think he was Cao Xinping's apprentice.

Only Cao Xinping stared at Dai Wu's fingers, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if there was boundless wisdom there that attracted him and made him unable to look away.

I saw that Dai Wu's roasted finger turned transparent in just a few tens of seconds, like glass, without the color of flesh and blood at all.

This supernatural change shocked everyone.

And Dai Wutan pointed to the migrant worker's forehead, his transparent fingers quickly became flesh and blood, and then asked kindly: "Where does it hurt you?"

The originally stupid migrant worker's eyes became brighter, no longer blurred, and replied slowly and stupidly: "My head hurts..." He spoke very slowly, like someone suffering from dementia.

Dai Wu asked again: "Which one hurts you?"

This time, the eyes of the migrant workers became brighter, their dementia improved significantly, and they could speak fluently. They simply replied: "My head hurts!"

"Where is your pain?"

"My head hurts!"

The migrant worker answered without hesitation, proving that his IQ has returned and he is no longer stupid. His simple appearance, dark and bright eyes, his movements are no longer slow, and his speech is extremely agile. Except for his scalp, he is completely indistinguishable from normal people. different.

Seeing this change, everyone gasped, including Cao Xinping.

The migrant worker's daughter-in-law looked at the man and burst into tears with a "wow". The heart-piercing cry told of the difficulty of seeking medical treatment. Looking forward to it!

And the other patients around looked at Dai Wu's eyes, as if seeing a god, and someone knelt on the ground and shouted: "The gods have come down to earth, the gods have come to save us."

"Boom, boom, boom," he kowtowed vigorously, shaking the floor, and finally more and more people knelt on the ground.

The saint lives!

But by the time they finished kowtowing, Dai Wu's figure had long since disappeared. Only the migrant worker sat there, touching his head in surprise, and comforting his wife, remembering Dai Wu's appearance in his heart forever, wanting to return The family enshrines it and passes it on to future generations forever.

Dai Wu and Cao Xinping, who sneaked away, walked on Mount Qingcheng.

In the mountains where it has just rained, the smell of soil is blowing, the air is fresh, the rain is dripping from the flowers and plants, the branches and leaves of the trees are green, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, it is such a paradise, standing here, one feels detached .

"The sage's medical skills are earth-shattering, Xiaodao is extremely admired!" Cao Xinping hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and he could cure a person with cerebral palsy, brain completely broken, and brain paste with three questions. Amazing!
"Hey, Daoist Cao is exaggerating. To be honest, this is the first time I have treated people, but this feeling is really good. Healing the wounded and saving lives. Watching the patient disappear before your eyes and become alive and kicking is the joy of helping others. , Very good!" Dai Wu was in a good mood, he had done a good deed, so of course he was happy in his heart.

"If the sage can always help, how much suffering will be reduced in this world. This is the blessing of the people, it is a merit, and it is a blessing. With the help of these things, I believe that the practice will be much easier." Cao Xinping said his High regards.

After hearing this, Dai Wu nodded, expressing his agreement, thinking in his heart, after Han Yixi was rescued, his and Cheng Juntao's child was born, parents, wife and children were by the side, the family was happy, and there was nothing else he wanted.

He opened a medical clinic to save the dying and heal the wounded, and help the world, not for making money, but for peace of mind.

The cheerful feeling of doing good deeds made him feel at ease.

(End of this chapter)