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I rely on medical skills to cut the dragon

After I was haunted, I learned witchcraft in order to survive. I will try my best to live.Of course, as a doctor, or a witch doctor. Of course, I will help the patient. Including patients who are sick because of ghosts.

liang_zhang · Horror
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lightning

Hearing this, my mother could not help crying louder, I whispered comfort way: "Mom, I don't hurt or itch, nothing..."

My dad looked at me so miserable, more excited, "So... That still don't hurriedly send to the hospital to check, ill hurriedly cure!"

"Third son, why don't you understand!" Grandma shook her head helplessly, "Your father's disease and Miaomiao's disease are unique. There is no precedent to refer to, and there is no ready-made medicine to treat! Every disease requires the accumulation of several generations to formulate a prescription for the disease, so I can only try my best to control the disease when treating your father... You take Miaomiao to the city for examination, and in case the plague spreads, the God of plague will draw strength from it. Once this resentful monster is resurrected, it is right For some people, it's a disaster. "

"Mom, what do you mean, Miaomiao deserves this disease? To die?"

Grandmother angrily with crutches clubbing ground, stared and shouted: "I said, I can cure!"

See grandma really angry, my dad convergence of pride, I do not know a small voice mumbled what.

I stretched out my hand to pull grandma's skirt, whispered: "Grandma, you don't get angry, my father is like this."

Grandma too lazy to deal with my father, turned to me, tone immediately gentle down, told me: "Miao Miao, you must cooperate with the treatment, treatment is a long, suffering process, must not give up hope, do not give up halfway like your grandfather."

"Oh." I nodded vaguely. "What do you mean grandpa gave up halfway?"

Other people's expression but a steep change, my mother wiped tears, shook his head: "Miao Miao, don't ask..."

I suddenly remembered that at Grandpa's funeral, my aunt cried, "Dad, why can't you think about it."

I thought to myself, is grandpa can not stand the torture of illness to find suicide? No wonder he was fine last night and gone today.

Perhaps because grandpa committed suicide, the body of the sick ghost will run out, perhaps because there is a grandmother sitting at home, it will be single ...

I was afraid of myself, now that IT was certain THAT I had some mysterious disease of the first kind in the world, and I was afraid that I should suffer like My grandfather, and still more that I should die.

The gloomy and interludes of the funeral were over. Grandma came to see me every day, feeling my pulse and asking questions, but strangely I showed no symptoms, eating and sleeping as usual.

Grandma took me a hair, and taught me a set of breathing breathing method, including naughty formula, gas formula, pharynx formula, closed formula and so on, also strange interesting, grandma said no matter what DISEASE I got, enhance the constitution is always right.

In traditional medicine, physical fitness does not require strenuous exercise. Eating, sleeping and breathing are exercises as long as they are done properly. Some monks in the mountains are in their 70 year and 80 year. They have only a basic meal and are very thin. However, they keep their muscles and bones strong only by breathing and breathing.

I in accordance with the grandmother's orders, practice this breathing and breathing method actually feel very tired, a meal inhaling and exhaling down, sweating, as if running a few kilometers.

my father occasionally caught a glimpse of a child sitting cross-legged in the bedroom, sweating all over, as if practicing some evil skills. He also felt that my grandmother was instilling feudal dregs into me and always told me not to practice.

With the passage of time, my body has been ok, then relax, gradually do not see themselves as a patient, and even small boast to friends "I got a very mysterious disease", by the way to their performance of breath - since learning to breathe and exhale, MY lung capacity increased, can hold your breath in the water for three minutes.

One day, I play with other children in the village as usual, the weather suddenly changed, head covered with dark clouds, dark grey, the swirling clouds looked like a strange big eyes, with lightning flashing in the clouds, but still have the sun shining around the clouds, as if the dark clouds are specially for me.

I felt nervous, and then there was a bolt of lightning, a big, thick bolt of lightning, and it hit me so hard that MY eyes couldn't open.

After the lightning strikes, everything around is the same, and it is not known what has been struck.

Several of us children were scared pale, one of the little boy said: "Wow, thunder, go to my house shelter!"

At this time, faintly from the east of the village came shouts: "Miao Miao, run, run to grandma here!"

It was grandma's voice, but I couldn't make out where she was speaking to me. I hurried to look in the direction the voice was coming from.

A few small friends wonder to ask me: "Miao Miao, you at look what?"

"Didn't you hear my grandmother call me?" I asked.

"No," the friends said.

"Miao Miao, too late, run!" "The grandmother's voice urged with obvious anxiety.

So I no longer hesitate, started to run, then overhead is a strong light hit, when I looked up, I saw a long lightning head down, that is the most horrible scene in my life!

Burst into a loud, next to an old locust tree, hit a harsh glitter moment tear canopy, current at the same time I do not know how to me, and I feel like someone with thick sticks hit I back, suddenly numb the whole piece of back, and then I broke my flying, nose smell a burning smell, I hard twist, found himself back bloodily smoking, I couldn't believe my eyes, didn't even have time to feel the fear and pain, and held the position stiffly.

"Miao Miao, get up and run!" Grandma's voice let me play a shock, that call my tone is very urgent.

Overhead, the tree for me to block the thunder of the old locust tree has been burning up, not far away from the small friends are also scared silly, the match like bursts of screaming.

I clenched my teeth and stood up. Tears began to flow uncontrollably. Ignoring the pain and numbness of my body, I staggered and ran with my legs, when there was again a white flash overhead, and there was no shelter around me!

Just when I was completely disillusioned, a small thing flew over by magic, and magically attracted the lightning. The lightning exploded in midair, and the thing also fell apart. A piece of ceramic debris flew in front of me, and I recognized that it was the statue I held at the beginning!

Grandma urged me to run for my life as if it had been ringing in my ears, I played life to run, lightning about every 20 seconds will come, when it is about to strike again, from the direction of grandma's clinic flew something, stuck in the ground -- it is grandma used bronze sword!

There was another blinding flash of white light and, crack, lightning struck the bronze sword!

I was a long way away, but the terrible energy shook me away, and MY burned back rubbed against the rough ground as if I were rubbing the skin off a baked potato with my fingers.

"Miao Miao, run!" Grandma was still crying out anxiously.

In front of grandma's clinic is smoking, DO not know what happened, but I know that grandma is trying to protect me, and the lightning in the sky against.

I ran with all my might, the scenery on both sides of the fast flying and over, there are still hundreds of meters away from the clinic, lightning will come again, I saw grandma wearing robes standing in front of the clinic, holding a cane in her hand, she threw the cane into the sky, the cane will fly out like an arrow.

In the ear came the sound of explosion, vibration all over the field.

The handle to accompany grandma for many years crutches in the lightning under the bombardment of broken, I did not dare to take a look, toward the east head of the village to run hard, finally ran to the clinic, I saw the clinic at the edge of the small kitchen is smoking, the room dark, as if there has just been an explosion.

'Come inside! Grandma saw me, put out a trembling hand, hurriedly led me into the house, backhand on the door pasted a few pieces of paper.

At this time, I found that amulets were pasted everywhere in the whole house. Grandma had always had obsessive-compulsive disorder, but this time it was very messy, which seemed to be pasted in a panic.

Lightning continued to thunder outside, lighting up the sky and shaking my tiny heart, but they seemed unable to enter the room sealed by spells.

I almost fainted in pain, trance to ask: "grandma, why there is lightning chasing me..."

Grandma frowned and sighed for a long time, "I'm afraid this is your disease!"