Lu Zhan frowned and pondered.

As the Great Elder of the Heavenly Machine Gate, Lu Tang had a lot of cultivation techniques in his memory, both superficial and profound. There are also a lot of experiences in refining alchemy.

Lu Zhan dragged his cheeks, and he didn't say if he could cultivate the truth. He had to find a way to improve his body.

Lying in bed like this all day long, like a useless waste, is really aggrieved.

Lu Zhan rummaged through his huge memory, and finally let him find a method that was quite rudimentary and suitable for his current physical condition.

"Health Tips", as the name suggests, has health preservation effects. Combined with breathing and mantras, it can tone and improve the body.

In the bedroom, the air is cloudy.

Lu Zhan opened the window, and bursts of hot air poured in, blowing away the turbid air in the bedroom.

At this time, it is a hot summer day in July, and the sun is high in the sky.

Lu Zhan was sick, and he didn't feel much heat, but the wind blew his head, which made him a little dizzy.

Lu Zhan sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands naturally relaxed, pinched his handprints, and put them on his legs.

Close your eyes, empty your brain, and clear your mind.

The requirements seemed simple, but Lu Zhan couldn't get into the state for a long time.

Because his head hurts, and when his head hurts, his heart is uncertain. If the mind is uncertain, it will not be able to clear distracting thoughts, and naturally it will not be able to enter the state.

Lu Zhan sighed secretly, opened his eyes, and looked out the window, looking a little lonely.

Since he got sick, Lu Zhan Hospital, running on both sides of the house. In the past few years, Lu Zhan has not made a long trip.

On the one hand, it is because of no money, and Lu Zhan's personality is a little boring.

Former classmates at school commented on Lu Zhan and said that Lu Zhan was sullen.

The word sullen is full of Lu Zhan's personality characteristics.

Suffering from brain cancer, from the initial panic and despair, to today's calmness and peace, only Lu Zhan himself knows how many painful struggles he has experienced during this period.

Looking at the bird on the roof opposite, Lu Zhan suddenly laughed.

It's not the headache on the first day, he's endured it like this for the past three years, and he can just bear it today.

As for the distracting thoughts in the heart, it is nothing more than because of gains and losses. He is not even afraid of death, so why bother blindly suffering from gains and losses. If he can really cultivate the "Health Formula", it is his life that should not be extinguished. If you can't fix it, it's a big deal and you'll die. It can also reduce the burden on Lu Mingyu and let Lu Mingyu take a breath.

With this house here, Lu Mingyu will save for a few more years and pay off his debts. If you want, find another wife, and you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

Lu Zhan closed his eyes again, his mind was distracted, he got rid of distracting thoughts, and the whole person seemed to be an old monk who had entered a fixed place, and it seemed to have entered another realm. I saw a smile on the corner of Lu Zhan's mouth, as if he was asleep.

At this time, Lu Zhan was following the recipe of "Health Preservation Tips", cooperating with breathing and breathing, guiding the breath to flow along the body meridians.

With a complete memory of cultivation, cultivating the "Health Preservation Formula" is not too difficult for Lu Zhan.

It just guides the flow of breath in the body, and there is no very subtle feeling, which can only be understood and indescribable.

Lu Zhan thought, maybe it was because of the thin aura here.

It doesn't matter if the aura is thin, as long as the trick is useful.

Lu Zhan was not in a hurry, and continued to follow the method to guide the flow of qi in his body.

I don't know when the birdsong is gone.

The youngest son of the landlord on the right, Lao Zhang's family, is playing games again, scolding and foul language, which is unbearable. Lao Zhang was drinking soju, and when he drank too much, he was angry, and when he opened his mouth, he scolded his wife and his daughter.

The tenants on the fourth floor of Lao Wang's house opposite are a small couple, and the two of them are fighting again, bang, bang, and all the pots and pans are suffering.

On the left, the child of the tenant on the third floor of the Li family began to practice again, and the piano sound was piercing. This child has no musical talent at all, and the parents want to force the child to learn the piano.

The restaurant downstairs is deserted, and it always takes a while to hear the movement of ordering food or collecting money. Even the diners talk like a small restaurant, exuding a twilight.

All kinds of voices came to Lu Zhan's ears and converged into a picture of life in Lu Zhan's mind.

The corners of Lu Zhan's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a warmth all over his body.

The night begins to cover the land, the urban villages are becoming more and more lively, and the real nightlife has just begun.

The small restaurant is no longer in business.

Lu Mingyu boiled a bowl of fish fillet porridge for Lu Zhan and went up to the second floor.

"Lu Zhan, Lu Zhan has eaten. You didn't eat at noon, you have to eat more in the evening. ”

Lu Mingyu took the fish fillet porridge and pushed the door into Lu Zhan's bedroom.

Lu Zhan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Lu Mingyu, his eyes were warm.

Lu Mingyu put the fish fillet porridge on the computer desk, "Lu Zhan, hurry up and eat it while it's hot." Didn't you sleep in the afternoon?"

"Slept, slept quite soundly. ”

Lu Mingyu nodded reassuringly, "Eat quickly." ”

After speaking, Lu Mingyu began to bend down and clean up the room again.

"Mom, you put it away, I'll clean it up myself. ”

Lu Zhan couldn't bear Lu Mingyu working too hard.

At this time, Lu Mingyu was staring at the trash can.

Lu Zhan had a nosebleed before, and all the tissues that wiped his nosebleed were thrown in the trash, which looked shocking.

Lu Mingyu panicked, "Lu Zhan, you have a nosebleed again today?"

Lu Zhan nodded.

The chubby Lu Mingyu sat down with an obvious panicked look in his eyes. But in a few seconds, he became firm again, "Lu Zhan, we will go to the hospital in a few days and ask Dr. Liu to write a hospitalization order for you." ”

Lu Zhan asked, "Do you still have money at home?"

Lu Mingyu said: "Don't worry about money. ”

Lu Zhan shook his head slowly, "Mom, let's talk about the hospitalization in a few days, don't worry." ”

Lu Mingyu sighed, his brows furrowed, "Lu Zhan, can you still hold up your body?"

Lu Zhan said: "Don't worry, I can't die." ”

Lu Mingyu's face turned pale, and he scolded: "What can't die." I hang the word dead on my lips all day long, and I don't know the taboo. ”

Lu Zhan smiled and was silent.

At this time, Lu Zhan was in a relaxed mood and a little excited.

Because the "Health Tips" are useful.

After a few hours of cultivation, Lu Zhan felt much better, and his head was not as painful as before.

Even if the "Health Tips" can't cure his illness, as long as it can reduce the headache symptoms, Lu Zhan will persevere.

The mother and son did not discuss the topic of hospitalization again.

This topic is a bit heavy, not only about Lu Zhan's illness, but also about money. Money is too sensitive, Lu Zhan knows that the money borrowed from the bank has been used, and there is no money left at home.

I can't save a penny of expenses every month. Repaying the bank loan, as well as Lu Zhan's monthly medicine expenses, is also a large expense. These two expenses can crush Lu Mingyu.

Looking at Lu Mingyu's old face, Lu Zhan felt guilty.

Die or live.

is a hundred dead, and Lu Mingyu can also be freed. To live, you must live well, lighten the burden on your family, and pay off your debts.

Lu Zhan picked up the bowl and drank the porridge slowly.

Lu Mingyu cleaned up the bedroom for Lu Zhan.

The bedroom is old, but it's not dirty. There wasn't much to pack.

Lu Mingyu took back the clothes on the rooftop again, folded them one by one, and put them in the closet.

Lu Zhan finished drinking the porridge, "Mom, I'm done." ”

"Put the bowl on the table, I'll clean it up. ”

Lu Mingyu put away his clothes and turned around to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Seeing that a bowl of porridge was eaten, Lu Mingyu was taken aback, and subconsciously looked towards the trash can.

There was no residual gruel in the trash can.

Lu Mingyu was surprised, "Lu Zhan, have you finished this bowl?"

Lu Zhan nodded, "I'm done." ”

Lu Mingyu simply sat down on the edge of the bed and touched Lu Zhan's forehead, but he didn't have a fever.

Lu Zhan smiled, "Mom, I'm fine." I feel a lot better today and my appetite has improved. ”

"Really?"

Lu Zhan nodded.

In the past few years, Lu Mingyu has broken his heart for Lu Zhan.

Especially in the past six months, Lu Zhan's condition has a tendency to worsen, and he doesn't even worry about eating.

Every time I eat, I can only eat a small half bowl, and sometimes I can only eat a few bites. Many times, just after eating, I vomit all the way up in the blink of an eye.

Lu Zhan is so thin, and it has something to do with this.

Today's bowl of fish fillet porridge can be said to be the most eaten by Lu Zhan in the past six months.

Lu Mingyu looked at Lu Zhan worriedly, "Lu Zhan, don't be reckless." Do you feel like throwing up?"

Lu Zhan shook his head, "I'm fine now, and I don't want to vomit." ”

Lu Mingyu was still worried, and told Lu Zhan, "If you want to vomit for a while, don't bear it." I'll get the medicine ready for you. If there's something uncomfortable, just say it. ”

"Mom, I'm fine. ”

"It's not up to you to decide if it's okay. ”