In the corridor.
Song Xiang's eyes flickered as he looked at the door of the massage room. Aside from admiration, he also felt a strong sense of gratefulness. Regardless of whether Tan Xiu could cure his mother or not, he was still grateful to Tan Xiu. After all, Tan Xiu was able to stay in the room with such a strong stench.
"I'm convinced, Brother."
Song Yang panted heavily and looked at the door of the massage room with a bit of awe in his eyes.
Song Xiang laughed loudly and said, "Now you're convinced? It would be a miracle if we could stay inside that stinky room for a few minutes. But Brother Tang is as if nothing happened to him. Just based on this point alone, it's enough for us to think highly of him. "
Song Yang nodded. Suddenly, he seemed to recall something and curiously asked, "What's going on inside, Brother? Also, the grayish-black substance on Mom's body isn't a special ointment developed by Tan Xiu, is it? "
"It should be." Song Xiang nodded.
In the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed.
More than an hour passed. Song Xiang and Song Yang were waiting outside the massage room when Song Guanghui hurried back from outside. When he saw his two sons standing at the door of the massage room, he slightly frowned and quickly asked, "Where's Tan Xiu? What are you doing here? Also, what's with this stench? "
"Dad, Tan Xiu is treating Mom in the massage room," said Song Xiang. "This stench is coming from the massage room. It seems to be from some ointment used by Tan Xiu."
Song Guanghui stared blankly and suddenly recalled Tan Xiu's identity as the Young Divine Doctor. He immediately patted his forehead and said with annoyance, "Why didn't I think of it before? Tan Xiu is known as the Young Divine Doctor of Chinese Medicine in China. His medical skills should be very good. If … if he can really cure your mother's illness, that … that'll be great. "
Song Xiang poured cold water on him and said, "Dad, don't be so optimistic. Even if Tan Xiu is a miracle-working doctor in the traditional Chinese medicine circle of Huaxia, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to cure my mother. After all, cancer was not as easy to treat as other diseases. With the current medical standards, she had not heard of any hospitals and doctors who could cure patients in the middle and later stages of liver cancer. Unless a miracle happens. "
Song Guanghui's expression stiffened and he nodded solemnly.
Finally.
As the door was opened by Tan Xiu from the inside, Song Guanghui, Song Xiang, and Song Yang immediately looked at him. Looking at Tan Xiu's slightly tired face, Song Guanghui hurriedly asked, "Tan Xiu, how's your aunt? Is your treatment effective? "
Tan Xiu smiled and said, "Uncle Song, don't worry! I've already cleared two-thirds of the cancer cells in my aunt's body. Only one-third is left. I'll stay in Saipan tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I'll treat her once a day for these two days, and I should be able to clear all the cancer cells in her body. "
"What did you say?"
Song Guanghui's body shook and he involuntarily exclaimed.
Song Xiang and Song Yang were tongue-tied and instantly petrified. They looked at Tan Xiu in shock and were speechless for a long time.
"Cancer is actually not a serious disease for me," said Tan Xiu with a smile. "I've also cured some patients in the middle and later stages of cancer, and they are all healthy now. Even if they can't live to a hundred years old, they can still live for a few more decades."
Song Guanghui grabbed Tan Xiu's arm and asked with a trembling voice, "Really … really? Can you really remove all the cancer cells in your aunt's body? You … can you really cure her completely? "
"It's true."
Tan Xiu could feel Song Guanghui's excitement and replied with a faint smile.
Song Guanghui released Tan Xiu and raised his fists excitedly. He fiercely punched the air a few times and then said with a flushed face, "That's great! That's great! It's all my fault. Had I asked you for help earlier, I'm afraid your aunt's cancer would've been cured long ago. Thank you, Tan Xiu. Thank you so much. "
Tan Xiu forced a smile and said, "Uncle Song, I know you're happy, but you don't have to be so polite with me! I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, and it's my duty to treat patients and save people. Besides, we're like family to each other. Aunt has cancer, and if I don't treat her after knowing it, I'm afraid my Dad will break my legs if he finds out. "
"Hahaha … well said. We're family, so I won't be polite with you. By the way, can I go in and see your aunt? "asked Song Guanghui.
Tan Xiu said with a strange expression, "Of course you can. But Uncle Song, you have to be mentally prepared."
Song Guanghui was stunned and asked, "Mentally prepared for what?"
Tan Xiu said with a smile, "I removed the cancer cells from my aunt's body and stuck them to the surface of her body. This stench is emitted by those cancer cells. I think you're the most suitable person to clean my aunt's body, but you have to endure the stench! "
At the side.
Song Yang exclaimed, "What did you say, Tan Xiu? The black and gray substance on my mother's body isn't the ointment you concocted? It's … it's the cancer cell impurities discharged from my mother's body? "
Tan Xiu nodded and said with a smile, "That's right. I didn't use any ointment at all. I just used acupuncture to stimulate her acupoints and stimulate her body's potential. Then I controlled and found those cancer cells and forced them out of her body. "
Song Yang was dumbfounded, and Song Xiang also turned into a stone statue.
The two brothers looked at Tan Xiu as if they were looking at a monster. Not a purebred monster on Earth, but a super monster from the sky. The two brothers had heard countless magical stories and seen some bizarre things, but they had never encountered such an unimaginable situation.
Half an hour later.
When Song Guanghui helped Wen Jing out of the massage room, he had already cleaned her up in the bathroom. The stench had completely dissipated, and the smell of shower gel wafted from Wen Jing's body.
"Thank you, Tan Xiu."
The way Wen Jing looked at Tan Xiu was much gentler than before. It was as if she was looking at her own child, full of love and satisfaction.
Tan Xiu stepped forward and held Wen Jing's arm, saying with a smile, "We're a family, Auntie. This is what I should do."
Wen Jing heavily nodded and said, "Good boy. You're really a good boy. Auntie won't be polite with you. I feel a bit weak now, but the pain caused by the cancer cells is gone. I can even clearly feel that the longer I stay here, the more comfortable and warm my body feels, just like when I'm next to a heater. "
"Your body will indeed feel weak for the time being," said Tan Xiu. "That's because too many cancer cell impurities have been discharged from your body. In fact, the cancer cell impurities are also a kind of energy, which is equivalent to giving you more energy in your body. However, this energy is not good for you, and it's harmful instead. Auntie, you should rest for a while and drink some nutritious hot porridge. I'll write a prescription later, and you'll have a good sleep after taking it. You'll be full of energy tomorrow. "
"Alright. But I need to cook for you before I rest, "said Wen Jing with a smile.
Tan Xiu quickly said, "Your body is too weak now, Auntie. Let's forget about cooking."
Song Guanghui also nodded and said, "Yeah! Tan Xiu will feel your kindness, but your body is more important. It won't be too late to show Tan Xiu your cooking skills after you get better tomorrow! "
Wen Jing stubbornly shook her head and said, "I like this boy, very much. That's why I must cook for him when he comes to our house for the first time. Ah, right. Don't you have two bottles of good wine? Hurry up and take them out. The four of you will have a good drink tonight. "
"This … alright!"
Song Guanghui knew his wife's character. Even eight bulls couldn't pull her back when she was stubborn.
Upon seeing this, Tan Xiu no longer insisted and winked at Song Xiang. The two of them then helped Wen Jing to the kitchen to help her.
In the living room.
Song Yang stared blankly at his mother and Tan Xiu who disappeared at the kitchen door. When he turned to look at his father, Song Guanghui, he lowered his voice and asked, "Do you really believe what Tan Xiu said, Dad? Can he really cure my Mom? "
Song Guanghui was silent for a moment. Then, he lowered his voice and said, "I'll tell you something, Brat. But you must keep it to yourself. If there's anyone in this world who can cure your Mom's cancer, it's probably Tan Xiu. He's a cultivator. You can check what kind of existence a cultivator is on the Internet. But you must never tell anyone else about what I just told you. "
A cultivator?
Song Yang nodded and said in a low voice, "I don't need to check the information to know what kind of existence a cultivator is, Dad. But … aren't they the legendary Immortals? Are there really such people in this world? "
"Yes, I know about them," said Song Guanghui seriously.
The expression in Song Yang's eyes changed in an instant. When he looked at the kitchen again, his eyes were full of passion, mixed with a faint desire hidden in the deepest part of his heart.
In the legends, cultivators could summon the wind and summon the rain, move the stars, fly in the sky, and live for hundreds and thousands of years.
If …
If Tang Xiu was really a cultivator, and if he really had this kind of ability, then he would have to learn from him no matter what.
After the meal.
Wen Jing went back to her bedroom to rest, while Song Guanghui took Tan Xiu, Song Xiang, and Song Yang to the study on the second floor. Song Yang attentively brewed a pot of tea and brought it to Tan Xiu. He poured a cup and handed it to Tan Xiu and solemnly said, "Big Brother Tang, you're two years older than me according to the year of our birth, so I should address you as Big Brother. I hope you don't stoop to the same level as me before. "
Tan Xiu faintly smiled and took the cup of tea, saying, "We're brothers, so I won't take it to heart."
"Big Brother Tang is really a Prime Minister with a big heart and a broad mind," said Song Yang smilingly. "We're brothers, so we must get closer in the future."
"Definitely."
Tan Xiu smiled.
Song Guanghui was unaware of the small conflict between Tan Xiu and Song Yang, so he smilingly said, "You brothers must get closer in the future. Big Brother Tang and I are old, and the world will be yours in the future. I hope to see you support each other and make progress together in the future. "
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