The First Hospital of Lingshan City.

A group of experts in white coats are sitting in the conference room at the moment.

Every expert had a rather strange expression on his face.

Since yesterday, more than ten patients who have been diagnosed with terminal illnesses have made a miraculous recovery!

One or two rehabilitations can also be explained by the strong desire to survive and the unlimited potential of human beings.

But a dozen or so of them were cured at once, and there were a few patients, and at most there were only a few months left to live.

I actually recovered.

Misdiagnosis?

When pigs fly.

This serious disease has been deeply treated to such an extent that it is absolutely impossible to misdiagnose.

"Have you read all the inspection reports? Could it be that there is something wrong with the instrument?" asked the vice dean, who pondered for two seconds.

An expert next to him shook his head with a wry smile: "Everyone has checked three times on average, and the instrument has not gone wrong, and they have indeed recovered." ”

Silent.

Silence is tonight's Kangqiao, Zhengbanqiao, cable-stayed bridge!

The vice president and some experts silently lit a cigarette and took a puff.

After smoking a cigarette, I still don't have any clue.

An expert asked, "Did they go to another hospital in the past two days?" or did they take some folk remedies?"

Doctors with formal professional backgrounds are very disdainful of the so-called folk remedies or folk remedies.

They believe that only more scientific treatment is the greatest responsibility for patients.

"I asked, I didn't go to the hospital, our hospital is the best hospital in Lingshan City, where else can I go? An expert flicked the ash of his cigarette and rubbed his eyebrows.

Doctors are under a lot of pressure, and when they encounter surgery, they often rotate continuously, and it is normal to not get off the operating table for several hours or more than ten hours.

An expert suddenly said: "I heard Liu Wenjun say that he went to a Taoist temple yesterday and burned incense to pray for blessings, could it be a fairy manifestation?"

He was joking, setting the mood.

Another expert also smiled: "Coincidentally, that old Wu who suffered from leukemia, you know, the e-commerce boss Lao Wu, he also went to burn incense." ”

"Alright, don't talk about that. ”

Dean Fu pinched his eyebrows and said, "Recovery is a good thing, check it again in two days, let them be discharged if there is no problem, let them come back for a review after a while." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Break the meeting. ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

When Dr. Huang heard what they said, a message popped up in his head for some reason.

Lingshan Taoist Temple.

"It can't really be the Lingshan Taoist Temple, right?"

"No, I'll have to ask. ”

Dr. Wong is an atheist and doesn't believe in any of this.

But what happened just now reminded him of some not-so-good memories.

There were once two patients, one of whom had more than 100 diseases, and although they were not terminally ill, they were both incurable incurable diseases.

The other has hundreds of types of cancer.

Later, when the two came for a follow-up, they were all cured.

I heard them say that it was the result of going to the Taoist temple to incense.

He definitely didn't believe this, he just thought that there was a problem with the instrument at the beginning, and he checked it wrong.

After all, a person has more than 100 types of cancer, and the odds of winning the lottery are higher than this.

Then another person came, who seemed to be the chairman of a real estate company.

The more awesome, the disease he suffered, he had never heard of, he had never seen before.

This disease has been named after him.

"Li Zhaiguang syndrome"

Later, he happened to hear that Li Zhaiguang seemed to be doing some kind of forced demolition before he died, and was beaten by several Taoist priests.

That Taoist priest seems to have come out of the Lingshan Taoist Temple.

Dr. Wong walked faster and faster, and soon returned to his office.

He borrowed a cigarette from someone else and lit it to calm down.

Then call in the nurse.

"Xiaomin, have those recovered patients gone through the discharge procedures?"

"Not yet, the vice president said that he would check it again every two days, and he could be discharged if there was no problem. ”

"You go and ask these patients where they've been in the past two days. ”

"Huh?" Xiao Min was a little stunned: "Doctor Huang, this... It's someone's privacy, isn't it?"

"Just ask casually, it's like chatting at home, go quickly, come back and tell me when you ask. ”

"Oh, good..."

Xiao Min went out.

Half an hour later, it was back.

Xiao Min said: "They didn't go anywhere, but they all went to a Taoist temple yesterday to incense." ”

When Dr. Huang heard this, his heart trembled: "Which Taoist temple?"

Xiao Min said: "It is the Lingshan Taoist Temple, the most popular Taoist temple in our Lingshan City." ”

Sure enough, it's this Taoist temple.

He was almost certain that the recovery of these patients had something to do with this Taoist temple.

But how?

Isn't that amazing?

On the incense, can terminal illnesses be cured?

So what do you need us doctors to do?

"Do you know anything about this Taoist temple?"

"I don't know very much, but I've seen the photo of the abbot of the Taoist temple, the universe is super invincible and handsome. ”

Xiao Min's cheeks flew into two blushes.

Dr. Huang asked, "The abbot is very young?"

"Well, very young, supposedly only twenty years old. ”

Doctor Huang nodded: "It's nothing, you go and get busy." ”

"Oh. Xiao Min felt that Dr. Huang was a little abnormal today.

"Wait. Dr. Huang shouted again: "Those cancer patients in the inpatient department, let them get up early tomorrow, and I will take them out for a walk." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Min said, "Doctor Huang, this is not good, their health is too bad..."

"When the patient's family asked, they said that I said it, and you just need to inform it. ”

"Okay. ”

Xiao Min felt that Dr. Huang was really abnormal.

As everyone knows, Dr. Huang is very nervous and excited at the moment.

If his guess is true, the abbot of this Taoist temple is probably really a living immortal.

……

That night, Chen Yang received a call from Daoyuan.

didn't pick it up, just block it.

After a while, another strange phone call came.

He knew that it was a long way to go, so he thought about it and took it.

"Chen Xuanyang, delete Weibo for me immediately!"

Dao Yuan was mad.

Chen Yang, a bastard, actually hung Yunmengguan on Weibo and hung photos of him and his senior brother!

He meowed, in just half a day, the eighteenth generation of Yunmengguan ancestors were greeted by netizens.

Photos of the two of them were also made into various sand sculpture memes.

Damn!

There are not many people who come to the door to scold, after all, no one is really idle to that extent.

But when they were scolded on the Internet, they still felt a lot of pressure.

"Zhongzhou is haunted, did you make it?" Chen Yang suddenly asked.

Daoyuan was stunned for a moment and didn't speak for a long time.

Chen Yang said: "I know you made it, tell your master, stop it quickly, otherwise when I am done here, you will not be able to open the Taoist temple." ”

Dao Yuan scolded: "Don't spray feces in your mouth, who did it? Do you have evidence, talking nonsense here? Be careful that I sue you for slander!"

"What are you slandering? Slandering you and leading ghosts? Go and see if the police will arrest you as propaganda superstition. ”

"You ......"

"I warn you, don't play this game for me, we are all Taoist priests, and I am not afraid to explain some things to you. There are some things that the law can't restrain you, I can control them, so it's best not to force me to do them. Your master's little Taoism is at the bottom of the Daomen, and it is not enough to see in front of me. I'll make a move, and you'll just die. ”

"Smack!"

Dao Yuan gritted his teeth, this bastard, how did he know?

Today, the master suddenly called them to go back, just for this matter.

Last night, Zhimeng left at night, and this is also the thing.

But this kind of thing needs to be done consistently in order to be effective.

But how did Chen Yang know?