"I am the Scarlet Lian Immortal. From now on, you will be my successor, inherit my Immortal Way, go against the will of heaven, and finally cultivate the righteous Dharma!"
Wang Chao felt like he was in a chaotic space, with gray haze everywhere. Along with this vague sound, endless memories suddenly poured into his mind.
Martial arts, mystical medical skills, various magical arts, magical arts... Like the majestic sea, a fierce storm seemed to have been set off in his mind.
...
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Chao slowly opened his eyes.
"Are you awake?" A crisp voice sounded from my ear.
He found himself lying in the hospital, with a beautiful woman sitting next to him.
The woman is about 21 or 22 years old, with long hair shawl, beautiful facial features, and pleasant temperament. She looks like a fairy.
Seeing Wang Chao awake, a smile that could heal everything filled his lips.
"Who are you?"
Wang Chao looked confused. He remembered that he was knocked unconscious by Li Hui, and then had a strange dream, and woke up in this place.
Thinking of the dream just now, Wang Chao couldn't help but wonder, it felt as if it had really happened.
"My name is Lu Yike. On the way to the hospital, I saw you unconscious on the roadside, so I brought you over. But the doctor said you are fine."
Lu Yike answered with a smile.
Wang Chao suddenly realized that he had been rescued by a kind person.
"Thank you." Wang Chao thanked him sincerely.
But soon, he felt melancholy again, thinking of his mother who was still lying unconscious in the hospital bed, and the humiliation of the Wang family...
This sense of powerlessness against fate made his life worse than death.
"Miss Lu, my master's condition is serious. Go and have a look." A woman dressed as a girl ran into the ward with an anxious look on her face.
Lu Yike's expression changed: "What, take me there quickly."
She hurriedly walked outside the ward.
Wang Chao got up quickly and followed behind. Miss Lu saved him. If he could help, he could repay some kindness.
hospital bed.
A scrawny old man was lying on the hospital bed, his face was withered, his breath was weak and he was dying.
Beside the bed, a doctor in a white coat was busy.
"Dr. Zhao, what happened to my grandfather?" Lu Yike ran over anxiously.
Dr. Zhao shook his head and said: "The brain tumor suddenly worsened sharply, causing brain compression and bleeding. The only option was surgery. But Mr. Lu's body is too weak, and the success rate of surgery is less than two levels."
Dr. Zhao said helplessly.
Lu Yike's expression turned ugly for a moment, and he begged with sadness: "Doctor, you must save my grandpa, please!"
Dr. Zhao slowly shook his head. In his opinion, Mr. Lu was exhausted and there was almost no possibility of cure. Even if the operation was successful, he would become a vegetative state.
Wang Chao looked at this scene and felt very uncomfortable. His mother was lying on the hospital bed now, and the pain could kill her at any time.
Unable to help feeling sad, he walked over, ready to persuade Lu Yike not to worry too much, he would find a way.
But as soon as he walked beside the hospital bed and looked intently, he suddenly saw a lingering black mist on Mr. Lu's forehead.
How is this going?
Wang Chao was stunned and suddenly remembered the dream just now.
suddenly.
A stream of memories came out of my mind.
""Jiu Qiao Yi Jue" can treat this disease."
This feeling was so real that I couldn't help but murmur out loud.
"Can you let me have a try?"
Wang Chao said these words without thinking.
"What? You know how to treat illnesses?" Lu Yike looked at Wang Chao, a little surprised.
"I know a little bit." Wang Chao didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod.
"Nonsense, are you a doctor? Do you have a medical qualification certificate? Do you know Mr. Lu's physical condition? You talk so much that I think you are a liar!"
The doctor immediately frowned and drank coldly.
He has seen this kind of charlatan before.
Don't you just see that the Lu family is rich and powerful and want to make a fortune?
"I'm not a doctor, but I should give it a try."
Wang Chao was not sure whether it could be cured. Faced with doubts, he still wanted to give it a try. After all, Miss Lu was kind to her.
Lu Yike couldn't believe Wang Chao either.
He was too young and could not be seen as a person with medical skills.
"Okay, you charlatan, you've tricked yourself into coming to my place. If you don't get out, I'll call the security guard!"
Dr. Zhao sounded so stern that he wanted to call someone.
Didi, didi, didi!
At this moment, the instrument next to the hospital bed suddenly sounded a piercing alarm.
"No, Mr. Lu is dying!"
Dr. Zhao's expression changed drastically.
Lu Yike's face turned pale, and tears immediately flowed out.
Wang Chao's expression also changed accordingly.
He no longer cared so much, ran over and touched Mr. Zhao's forehead with one hand.
"Asshole, what are you going to do!"
Dr. Zhao looked shocked and wanted to stop him.
Wang Chao's face was solemn, and at this moment, a pure white breath poured from his palm into Mr. Lu's forehead.
The black mist on his forehead could be seen with the naked eye gradually disappearing.
It's a long story, but it happened in the blink of an eye.
After finishing, Wang Chao reached his hand back in time.
"What did you do to my grandpa!"
Lu Yike looked ugly and asked.
"You bastard, if something happens to Mr. Lu, I will call the police and arrest you!"
Dr. Zhao also looked angry.
However, at this moment, Mr. Lu suddenly opened his eyes.
The nearby instruments have also returned to normal indicators.
"grandfather!"
Lu Yike was startled, then overjoyed, with tears on his face, and rushed over.
Nani?
Dr. Zhao looked confused, what is going on?
He knew Mr. Lu's situation very well. He was completely exhausted. It was impossible for him to suddenly wake up?
Why did you wake up?
This completely overturned his decades of medical experience.
etc?
He suddenly thought that Wang Chao's hand touched Mr. Zhao's forehead.
Could it be?
A surprising thought rang in his mind.
Mr. Zhao woke up and found that he was in good condition and light.
He looked at Dr. Zhao not far away, and said with gratitude: "Dr. Zhao, you are worthy of being a famous doctor. Thank you very much."
Dr. Zhao's eyes remained stunned, and the corners of his stiff mouth twitched twice.
I didn't do anything?
"Grandpa, it wasn't the doctor who cured you, it was this little gentleman who cured you."
Lu Yike pointed at Wang Chao and said with a look of surprise.
"What?"
"Who is this young gentleman?" Mr. Lu asked with a puzzled look on his face. He couldn't help but look at Wang Chao. This man was so young, and he actually cured his own chronic illness?
Wang Chao's face was a little pale, and he could not help but sweat on his forehead. After the treatment just now, he suddenly felt weak, as if he had stayed up all night for several consecutive nights.
But the result was good, and Mr. Lu was brought back from hell.
However, it only stabilized the condition, not eradicated it.
For a root cure, further treatment is needed.
"Old sir, my name is Wang Chao."
Wang Chao wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and looked neither humble nor arrogant.
"Thank you very much, young gentleman, for saving your life. I, Zhao Wanshan, am deeply grateful."
Mr. Zhao's face was full of gratitude. He had really been on the verge of death before.
"No need to say thank you. Miss Lu has been kind to me before. It is my honor to be able to help Miss Lu."
Mr. Lu couldn't help showing admiration. Mr. Wang was young, but he could neither be humble nor arrogant, nor be shocked by honor or disgrace.
This young man is good.
"Mr. Lu, Miss Lu, my mother is seriously ill and bedridden, and she still needs me to take care of her. I have to leave."
After saying these words, Wang Chao endured his excitement and left the ward.
The treatment just now verified the reality of that dream.
I really got the inheritance in my dream, which meant that my mother's illness was cured.