The sea laughed, surging tide on both sides of the strait......

This time, what emerged in my heart was no longer evil, but the blood-boiling laughter.

However, the thing in front of me is by no means Ren Yingying.

She's a little witch I don't know her name.

Oh no, looking at her way of threading the needle and thread so quickly, is she the legendary undefeated in the East?

I was immediately swept away by this thought in my head.

At the same time, the little witch looked up and smiled at me.

She knows, she knows what's going on in my head?

I was stunned for a moment, and then continued to watch.

The little witch's plucking movements are extremely gentle. Extremely light, extremely soft, extremely light......

I don't know if she has ever learned Tai Chi or something like that, but it is obvious that the kung fu in her hands is only stronger than Xiao Xian'er, not weaker than Xiao Xian'er in the slightest.

The hair connected between the needles was extremely tight, as if it could be broken with a little force, and the little witch looked solemn, and gently probed the hair with the skin of her fingers, and then rubbed it slightly, as if she was caressing something that was very easy to break.

I looked up at my watch and started the timer.

About forty-five minutes passed.

Beads of sweat appeared on the little witch's forehead, and at last she withdrew her hand, sat there, and muttered a few words in silence. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed her hair, slamming it outward.

Sou!

Fourteen needles, not a single stitch fell, all of them were taken out of her head.

What kind of power is this, the hair is very easy to break, a little more force, it may break, the little witch, with her fingers, hook the hair, pull out the long needle deeply embedded in the skull, with all the strength of a moment.

This is different from our normal strength, we don't have decades of effort, and we don't want to learn this kung fu at all.

The needle came out, but there was no blood.

The little witch caught the needle, took the butter lamp, and in the same way, burned the lamp on the needle one by one. Finished, retract directly into the needle capsule.

I was so stunned that I forgot to do what I was doing.

The little witch didn't say anything, just gently put her palm on the forehead of the old man Danba, and muttered to herself, as if she was muttering something.

This recitation lasted for an extremely long time.

It was about half an hour, and at last the little witch withdrew her hand, and at the same time, she looked up and signaled that I didn't have to press it.

We sat like this, face to face, one at the bottom of the old man's feet and one on top of his head.

Minutes and seconds passed.

I was a little apprehensive.

This person, did she let her die, why didn't she react at all?

This......

Suddenly, in a moment of my doubts.

I saw the old man's eyelids and moved slightly. Then, the old man, who was already about the same size as a skeleton, actually slowly opened a pair of cloudy eyes.

He lived.

He's alive!

To be honest, I have treated many patients, but the shock I felt in my heart was not as strong as this one.

People who don't arrive at the scene won't know about this.

Danba, really, has been almost completely off, and is already dying. But the little witch actually brought him back to life.

What kind of medicine is this? What the hell did she do?

As a doctor, I can responsibly say that if I don't tell me the truth, I won't close my eyes when I die!

The old man Danba's eyes opened, and the little witch leaned down at this time.

The old man squirmed his lips with difficulty, and then he said a word......

This phrase is Tibetan, which means, I am hungry.

The little witch smiled slightly, she stood up, and motioned for me to get up, and then I followed her, and walked out of the prayer hall.

When we got outside, she gave another order to the middle-aged woman who led us in, and the other party was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned her head to Zhang Luo.

No one in the yard left.

It could be seen that there was also a flash of excitement and surprise on their faces.

I ignored that, I was desperate to know the full answer to the question, very urgently.

The witch seemed to have guessed my thoughts, and she led me to the first room, and then to the chief of Gesang.

The village chief's face was full of joy, and when he entered the house, he began to greet the witch.

The witch only nodded and smiled, and then she asked Gesang to fetch paper and pen.

Gesang turned around, and after a while, brought the things.

The witch reached for her pen and drew something on the paper. After painting, she handed it to Gesang.

I leaned over and saw that the witch had drawn a cow, and then, next to it, there was a strange organ.

I don't have a very clear anatomical definition of the cow's body.

Gesang understood, and as soon as he patted his head, he said a series of words to the witch.

The witch replied in the affirmative, and then explained......

Seeing this, I hurriedly asked the village chief of Gesang what was going on.

Gesang turned his head and said, "The witch asked us to give the old man Danba more to eat this thyroid gland from the cow." And, you must keep eating it. ”

I understood as soon as I heard it.

In an instant, all kinds of doubts that lingered in my mind dissipated at once, and the answers to the questions naturally emerged.

It turns out that what disease is the old man suffering from? It is thyroxine deficiency.

What is the thyroid gland used for?

Answer: The thyroxine secreted by the thyroid gland has the effect of promoting general tissue metabolism, improving nerve excitability and physical development.

But this thing, although it is useful, it can't be too much, and if it is more, it is hyperthyroidism, which is still a disease.

The old man lost thyroxine, and the body's metabolism slowly stopped, and then, he lost his appetite, couldn't eat or drink, and eventually led to this problem.

But why didn't the witch help the old man of Danba to relieve him of this illness when she saw him?

I looked at the little witch with a puzzled look.

The other party smiled slightly, and then talked to Gesang endlessly.

Next, it was basically the little witch who said a sentence, Gesang thought about it for a long time, and then translated it.

During this time, it took me an hour, and I finally figured it out.

I didn't expect that this disease has a lot to do with the mystery of life and death of the human body.

Although Gesang's translation is not very accurate, and some religious terms are used in it, I understand the general idea.

There are many hormones in the human body. But there is a hormone called death hormone.

Modern science has confirmed the existence of death hormones, but further research on them is still being explored.

The hormone of death comes from the pituitary gland. The pituitary gland is a pea-sized substance in the brain.

This substance stimulates the thyroid gland to secrete thyroxine, and similarly, it secretes death hormones.

When I was in college, my knowledge of this aspect was limited to a foreign cutting-edge medical paper translated by our pathology professor.

The paper is described as follows:

The genes CED-3 and P53, which control cell death in the human death hormone, send instructions, and the Fas protein communicates suicide instructions.

Instructions will cause people to have confused thinking, wrong thoughts, bad emotions, disrupt the body's biological clock, disrupt the digestive system, endocrine system, immune system function regulation, disrupt the DNA-RNA gene coding sequence and switch, thus causing disease, cancer, and even death.

However, this part of the theory belongs to cutting-edge medical technology, and at present, there has not been a rigorous academic report, and at that time, I only took a quick look.

The little witch told me that life and death are already predestined in the body, and when it is time to die, the whole body of the person will send a signal on its own, and then the person will be infected.

When she met Danba, she saw the trajectory of Danba's fate, and after it was broken, there were signs of renewal. But this continuation must wait until it is broken.

Therefore, she did not treat at that time, but estimated the day, and when the trajectory of Danba's fate came to that point, she performed brain gland surgery in ancient Tibetan medicine to cut off the vitality of the pituitary gland of the old man in Danba, so that it no longer produces the power of death.

But in doing so, the old man will also die slowly due to the lack of a large number of necessary hormones.

It's just that the process is already slow.

It will take about two years for the old man to pass away and truly die.

Yes, death hormones are present in the brain and depend on pituitary gland secretion. But does the pituitary gland remove the threat of death?

The answer is no, modern science is still working on it.

Because there are many people who have their pituitary gland removed, they will die again due to the lack of necessary synthetic hormones.

The pituitary gland is like a switch arranged by God for human beings.

When the hormone of death is secreted in a certain amount according to the trajectory of your life, a bad disease will come. However, it cannot be removed, because once the pituitary gland is gone, the person will suffer from other diseases.

The little witch used Gesang as a translator to teach me a great lesson about life and death.

I understand, and in the same way, I probably know the situation of the old man Lu at home.

It is very likely that the combination of the two earth cannons in my family used acupuncture to help Old Man Lu and stimulate another important gland in the brain.

Pineal gland!

It is precisely because of this that the old man has been reduced to the appearance of no one and no ghost.

It's just, how to crack this?

I looked up, and suddenly my gaze met the eyes of the little witch, and I saw her smile, and her eyes naturally fixed on the ground beneath my feet.

At the feet?

What's underfoot? Road......

Yes, perhaps, when I finish this path of worshipping the Holy City, I will be able to find the right solution to Old Man Lu.

It's already four o'clock in the morning.

The old man Danba came back from the dead, and it was a real survivor, and his whole family was happy and excited about it.

I don't have time to share this happiness with my fellow Tibetans.

I had to hurry up and get some sleep, I hadn't slept all night, and my head was a little dizzy.

This night, I slept until noon the next day.

Then, our group was immediately pulled together by the Tibetan brothers and began to sing, dance, and drink with them.

This drink was drunk until more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

I fell down and went to sleep.

I was sleeping incense, and suddenly I was woken up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Ren Ling.

"What's the matter, this is for me to drink, I'm dizzy, can't I sleep longer, besides, didn't you say I'd leave tomorrow?"

"No......" Ren Ling was a little anxious: "Hurry up, Hong Baoli and that Fei Lao, they, are missing!" ”

"Ah...... Missing? ”

I sat on the bed and froze, wondering why this person had disappeared.