Liu Xi sat in Yinyin's car, and while Yinyin was driving, she told her about Lao Zhou's condition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Liu Xi, last time you said that you could help Lao Zhou, is it true?"

"Lao Zhou's headache is not a disease, of course you can't check it out when you go to the hospital. Liu Xi said.

The expert group also said so, and said that Lao Zhou was just a heart disease, and there was no abnormality in the organs and tissues of the brain. However, we have seen many well-known psychologists and doctors, both at home and abroad, and we still can't find the reason. ”

"As I said, Lao Zhou's headache is not a disease, whether it is physical or psychological. Liu Xi emphasized again.

"What's that?" said Yinqi.

Liu Xi pondered the words for a moment and said solemnly: "It's a curse, also called witchcraft." ”

"What!"

Yin was startled, the steering wheel trembled, and the BMW drew an S route on the road.

She came back to her senses and controlled her direction, and then turned her head to look at her in surprise: "What did you say?"

Liu Xi glanced at her and said affirmatively: "Lao Zhou is cursed, not sick." ”

Yin blurted out, "Are you kidding?"

As a doctor of science who graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology with an excellent IQ of 14 from a small school, Yinyin has always scoffed at the so-called gods and ghosts.

Atheism took up all the education she had received in her life, and there was nothing that science could not explain.

If there is, it is the high moral code in our hearts, and the brilliant starry sky above our heads.

Yinyin originally thought that Liu Xi might have some ancient and secret medical remedies.

Although most of these folk remedies are nonsense, some of them can indeed be called the treasures that the ancestors got from countless experiences in their lives.

Otoin has seen such stories with his own eyes, so he does not disdain them when he hears the secret recipe of the folk like others, believing that it is the product of the ignorance of the mountain people.

She is willing to believe in folk secret recipes because she has witnessed the miraculous curative effects of folk secret recipes.

When she was 10 years old, her cousin developed a huge sore on his left knee, which was painful and pus-shedding.

Her aunt and husband took her little cousin to seek medical treatment everywhere, went to many hospitals, gave countless injections, and took countless medicines. But the effect was not good, the thick sores still recurred from time to time, and could not be eradicated, tormenting the little cousin for a year and a half.

Later, my uncle's work was transferred, and the whole family followed him to Zunyi, Guizhou.

Their neighbor in Zunyi was a Miao person, and the old man accidentally saw a thick sore on his little cousin's knee, patted his chest and said that he could cure it.

It can be cured in three days, and the root is guaranteed to be broken.

Miao people have a bold and hospitable personality, and most of them are sincere in their words and deeds.

However, the little cousin's thick sores were repeated over and over again, and he couldn't see it well after going to so many hospitals, although the old man swore an oath, his aunt and uncle actually didn't believe the words of the Miao old man.

The old man went to the mountains with a basket on his back on his back the next day, and only came back in the evening covered with wind and dust. The back basket was tightly covered with clothes, and the herbs inside were not visible at all.

He went home and pounded the herbs into a medicinal paste, and asked his little cousin to lift his pants and apply black medicinal paste directly on the thick sores.

A miracle happened, and in less than five minutes, a white thick slurry flowed out of the thick sore, and it lasted for about ten minutes before it slowly stopped.

The old man cleaned it with water, smeared the medicine paste on the thick sores again, and told him not to worry about it tonight, and he would come back tomorrow to change the medicine.

The little cousin's thick sores were bleeding pus all night, but not as turbulent as the first time, but like a trickle, but it never stopped.

On the second day, the old man changed the medicine again, and the medicine was all gone, and said with a smile: "Three doses of medicine are enough, and my old man promises that he will not recur in the future." ”

My aunt and uncle saw that the old man's medicinal effect was so miraculous, but they didn't believe that they could really cut off the roots.

A vigorous begging old man to tell them what kind of medicinal herbs they were, and if they recurred in the future, they could make their own medicinal paste on it.

The old man said unhappily: This is his family's ancestral secret recipe, and he will never tell outsiders. The little cousin's thick sores have been cured, and they will not recur in the future, so if you don't believe it, forget it.

Today, more than ten years have passed, and the little cousin's thick sores have not recurred.

Of course, what herbs the old man used is still a mystery.

Yin Yin thought that Liu Xi also had the same secret technique as the Miao man, which could cure Lao Zhou's headache.

Who knew that Liu Xi actually told her what curses and witchcraft she said, which suddenly made her confidence in Liu Xi greatly discounted.

Liu Xi only glanced at Yinyin's expression and knew that she didn't believe it.

"Since you have found me, Lao Zhou and I also have a good fate, and I should repay the favor by helping him once. It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. ”

The box of jade that Lao Zhou gave her helped her a lot, allowing her to go from the first level of Qi cultivation to the sixth level of Qi training, and her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to be in Chu Yanchun's hands for so long, until Leng Shaoning and Chu Yanqiu came to the rescue.

Yin Yin sneered: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just ...... It's so bizarre that it's inevitable that it's a little unacceptable. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Lao Zhou's headache should have started ten years ago. It used to be once a year, but then it became more than half a year, and recently it should have been once every three or four months, right?"

Yinyin's hand holding the steering wheel tightened, and he turned his head to look at Liu Xi in surprise, and he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

"You, you...... How do you know?"

Liu Xi said lightly: "If I can't see it, how dare I go to see Lao Zhou with you?"

"The person who cast the spell was still shallow ten years ago, so he could only have one attack a year. As time passed, his witchcraft became more and more sophisticated, and curses naturally became more and more frequent. If it takes another half a year, even if you find me, I can't do anything about it. ”

Yin Yin listened to the creepiness, and unconsciously believed Liu Xi.

She didn't ask any more questions, slammed on the accelerator to speed up, and rushed towards Lan Kwai Fong.

The two arrived at Lan Kwai Fong and took the exclusive elevator last time to go straight to the suite where Lao Zhou was.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Liu Xi heard Lao Zhou's heavy breathing and patiently suppressed snort.

Hearing the sound of the elevator, Lao Zhou's eager and weak voice came from the room: "Is Yinyin back?" Quickly bring the medicine prescribed by Dr. Lin, Lao Tzu is about to die of pain." ”

Sister Lan hurriedly walked out, and at a glance she saw Liu Xi beside Yinyin, and said in surprise: "Little sister, why are you here again?"

Liu Xi pointed to Yinyin: "She invited me to come and treat Lao Zhou." ”

Sister Lan was stunned for a moment, and said angrily to Yinyin: "Let you go buy medicine, what are you bringing her to do? She sees a doctor, what kind of disease can she see? I think you are sick, right?"