Chapter 0227: Pray to God and Worship Buddha
Obstructive emphysema is equivalent to 'asthma' and 'lung distention' in traditional Chinese medicine, and lung distension is a pulmonary disease that occurs after pulmonary cough and wheezing, with chest distension, cough and sputum production, shortness of breath and asthma as the main clinical manifestations.
Due to prolonged coughing, wheezing, wheezing, and repeated feeling of external evils, it hurts the lungs, the respiratory function is chaotic, the qi is suffocated in the chest, and the phlegm and stasis of the lungs are intertwined with the airway and lung tubes, resulting in lung fullness, contraction and weakness, and the loss of its convergence and lung distention.
Zhang Wei was hospitalized in the internal medicine ward of Jinling Hospital to recuperate, and when he drank the medicine, his condition improved a lot, and he did not cough like yesterday.
On the morning of this day, a doctor from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Jinling Hospital came to check on Zhang Wei, and talked briefly about Zhang Wei's illness with Zhang Dongliang and Liu Ying.
Some time ago, Zhang Wei had a cold and acute bronchitis, but this TCM doctor was still very strange, why did Zhang Wei get this disease?
After the Chinese medicine doctor left, Liu Ying looked at Zhang Dongliang and said, "You look at Xiaowei here first, and I am going to burn incense and worship the Buddha for Xiaowei." ”
"Does believing that thing work?"
Zhang Dongliang asked.
"The richer you are, the more you believe, do you believe it or not?"
Liu Ying asked.
"Then you go. ”
Zhang Dongliang is also very troubled now, he can't understand how his son, who had been healthy before, suddenly became a sick man, and he seems to have stayed in the hospital for the past month.
As for the money spent on Zhang Wei, he didn't need to say it, because a lot of money had already been spent.
Zhang Dongliang just hopes that Zhang Wei can get better as soon as possible, and he can also do his business normally.
Liu Ying came out of Jinling Hospital and called a girlfriend.
"Xiaofeng, Xiaowei has been sick recently, it's not going well, where is it better to worship the Buddha?"
Liu Ying called her best friend Xiaofeng and asked.
"Jiming Temple is more spiritual, you come here, I'll go with you. ”
Xiaofeng said.
When someone is carrying, it is naturally the best.
Liu Ying drove to her best friend Xiaofeng's house, and when she came downstairs, she saw Xiaofeng, who was about the same age as her, dressed up in a fancy way, which didn't look like she was praying to God and worshiping Buddha at all.
"Xiaofeng, are you dressed like this?"
"It's okay, I come out dressed like this, and after worshipping, I'm going to go to a high-end place to play. ”
Xiaofeng got into Liu Ying's car, and then pointed the way to Jiming Temple.
Jiming Temple is very well preserved in Jinling, starting from the Southern Dynasty and until now, and it is the head of the temple, and it has always been incense.
However, it has now become a scenic spot.
Came to the parking lot not far from Jiming Temple, parked the car, Liu Ying and Xiaofeng got out of the car, then bought tickets and went inside, and immediately went over to buy incense.
After buying incense inside, Xiaofeng took Liu Ying into the Daxiong Treasure Hall and began to burn incense and worship the Buddha.
Liu Ying lit the incense, then knelt on the mat, and talked about the purpose of coming this time, mainly to say that his son Zhang Wei has been sick recently, so let the Buddha bless him.
Finally, after finishing speaking, Liu Ying also borrowed money to the merit box.
"Sister Ying, you don't have to worry, this place is very spiritual, after worshipping the Buddha this time, Xiaowei will definitely be fine. ”
Xiaofeng said.
Liu Ying is still worried.
Although she said that on the surface, she didn't know if this would work, Zhang Wei had been sick recently, and she had scared her mother.
Coming out of the inside, there are some fortune tellers outside the Jiming Temple, counting eight characters, and these fortune tellers are all claimed to be half-immortals, and they don't want money.
Since Liu Ying believes in praying to God and worshiping Buddha, fortune-telling, and counting eight characters, she must also believe it.
When Xiaofeng was still about to leave, Liu Ying said, "Xiaofeng, why don't we go and calculate how Xiaowei has been doing recently?"
"If you want to, forget it. ”
The two went to the stalls that counted eight characters, because these fortune tellers had already said that everyone could compete fairly, but they couldn't grab business, and they would find whoever they wanted, and if they robbed the guests here, it would affect the reputation of the scenic spot, and these fortune tellers would also be driven away by the security guards of the scenic spot.
Therefore, these fortune tellers seem to be very quiet, but when tourists pass by and want to come over to tell fortunes and count the eight characters, they sit down to tell fortunes to tourists.
Xiaofeng followed behind, Liu Ying walked in front, and Liu Ying didn't know which fortune teller was more accurate.
"Xiaofeng, have you been here?"
"Forget it. ”
"Which fortune teller is more accurate?"
"It's probably all pretty much the same. ”
Looking at the eyes of those fortune tellers, Xiaofeng directly pulled Liu Ying to a fortune teller's booth.
When Liu Ying sat down, the fortune teller asked, "Donor, I don't know if you want to tell fortunes?"
"No, it's for my son. ”
Liu Ying said.
"Donor, then you write your son's birth date on a piece of paper, and I'll calculate it for him. ”
Liu Ying wrote Zhang Wei's birthday on the red paper, and the fortune teller began to pinch his fingers and calculate, and quickly said: "Donor, your son has been in a bad situation recently?"
"You've figured it out?"
"I've figured out that he's been getting sick lately, and it's getting worse. ”
Liu Ying was surprised that this fortune teller actually calculated it just by looking at her son's birthday.
"Your son should still be a student, and, it won't be long before his fate and future are at stake. ”
Although the fortune teller did not say that Zhang Wei was going to take the college entrance examination soon, Liu Ying and Xiaofeng were surprised when they heard it, and Xiaofeng said: "Sister Ying's son will take the college entrance examination soon." ”
Seeing that the fortune teller calculated so accurately, Liu Ying took out 500 yuan and put it in the box.
"I don't know the donor, what are you going to give your son now?"
"Master, I would like to ask, why has my son been getting sick lately, and when will he get better?"
"This, I have just calculated it, your son provokes unclean things, and he can only destroy the wealth and eliminate the disaster. ”
The fortune teller said.
"What's not clean?"
Liu Ying asked.
Although she has long had doubts, Zhang Wei has always been sick recently, and he must have caused something unclean, but she didn't expect that the fortune teller would say the same now.
"It's those who have died, and the spirits have been with your son, causing him to be sick all the time lately, and besides, your son has been unlucky lately and has provoked the villain. ”
Now that the fortune teller said it clearly, Liu Ying was even more frightened when she heard it.
She didn't know when her son provoked such an unclean thing, and she was actually persecuted by the villain.
"Master, what then?"
"Destroy wealth and eliminate disasters, I will personally give your son to do it, or you can invite someone to your house to do it, and then let your son stay away from the villain. ”
Liu Ying understands these practices.
However, she couldn't figure it out, could it be that her own house was not clean?
As for staying away from villains, she can't figure it out again?
"How do you stay away from the villain?"
"Let him go home to recuperate, and he will not be able to go outside the house. ”