"Master, we Mongolians don't bury ......" He was afraid of pouting Wushuang's face, so he interrupted him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Even if you want to survive in the sky burial, you have to pretend to be like me, and use her underwear instead of her body to survive!"

At this time, the light above the operating room was green, the door was pushed open, and two nurses pushed Ma Ya out, looking at their expressions were not optimistic.

Professor Bayara was so tired that he immediately collapsed into the chair in the hallway and closed his eyes.

"Twins, you'd better be mentally prepared. ”

Wushuang looked very calm, he lit a cigarette and took two puffs and asked, "What are the odds? Is there any other way?"

"This operation is very small, there is no accident, but maybe Ya'er's bottom is too ruthless, resulting in serious cerebral ischemia and hypoxia, and we have been delayed on the road for some time, so ......"

"Just say if you can save it!"

"You know, I'm never going to jump to conclusions about patients, but from a medical point of view, the chances of her surviving are slim to none, and now she's only kept alive on oxygen and nutrient solutions. The professor's tone was frustrated, he tried his best, and even though he was an authority, it didn't change the harsh reality in the slightest.

"A few days?" Wushuang's eyes were solemn.

"Hmm...... Normally, our doctors will try to maintain the patient's vital signs as much as possible until the family member gives up the treatment or the life-sustaining medication is no longer absorbed by the body. Maybe three days, maybe two days!" Professor Bayara's words meant that Ma Ya was given a death notice. It's useless, even if you go back to Changchun, it's useless to go to Beijing. And it's too late.

The old man patted Wushuang's shoulder and shook his head helplessly. He thought that this strong child might cry, he had always treated Ma Ya as a close relative, and now his sister only had her last breath left, and no one could accept this fact. And the most worrying thing is that Ma Ya died for him.

Unexpectedly, he was very calm, and his expression did not change at all.

"Hadron, come here!"

"Master, what do you command? Isn't it necessary to prepare...... Prepare a life suit? Don't worry, as long as you say, how much money will we buy!"

"Fart, Uncle Shou, isn't the girl still dead?" he glared at Yun Qiang viciously. "I'm going out for a trip these days, you take care of Ya'er, light a lantern in front of his hospital bed, remember, this lamp is absolutely not allowed to go out!

After speaking, Wushuang turned around and left without turning back.

"Hey, you...... Where are you going? This ......."

"Qiangzi, hurry up and keep up with your master, I'll deal with it here, he is emotional now, but don't let him cause any trouble!" Professor Bayara urged him.

Wushuang walked out of the health center and quickly followed the herdsman couple who had just finished taking the tranquilizer, and behind him, Yun Qiang followed him closely with a few entourages, for fear that he would cause trouble in a foreign country.

The old herdsman was very enthusiastic, thinking that Wushuang was also a witch doctor, so they took him home. The herdsman's home is not far from the town, and his family is very simple, with only a small adobe yard and a big yellow dog in the yard.

Wushuang immediately smelled a yin qi after entering this herdsman's house, the yin qi in his house is very heavy, it is spring now, and the grass outside has grown to the height of his calf, but he can't stay in the house for a while and feel trembling.

"Qiangzi, go and ask if you can find the medicine you got back from the witch doctor. ”

After a while, Yun Qiang lowered his head and walked out of the herdsman's house, with an extra paper bag in his hand, the paper bag was empty, and it seemed that it was a few days ago for medicinal purposes. Wushuang opened the vellum paper bag, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"Master, what kind of precious medicinal herb is it?

"It's human bone powder!" Wushuang threw away the paper bag and shook his hand vigorously, disgusted.

"I'm ...... It's wicked. ”

"By the way, what's the name of this town?" asked Wushuang.

"Ah, this is Chagan Tin Fever, Chagan means white. It is said that in ancient times, this place was rich in rare white sand, which was specially used as a tribute to the royal family and nobles to make pillows. ”

"Chagan tin fever? seems to ...... I seem to have heard of it, is this a Mongolian longevity town?"

Yun Qiang replied: "Yes, yes, yes, there is such a saying, I heard that the old people here are generally older, there are no less than dozens of people who are 100 years old, and there are a few more than 110 years old." Outsiders also call this Gadda a longevity town. It is said that the white sand here can be used as a pillow to prolong life, why don't you get some back for Ma Ya?"

"Do you believe that you can live a long life by pillowing white sand? Go, ask me the address of the witch doctor, and buy me some expensive gifts to accompany me on a trip. ”

"Huh, you don't want to use life stealing, do you?"

Wushuang sighed and said, "If I really would have used it for Ya'er, I wouldn't have to beg anyone." ”

The old man of the family said that the witch doctor came from Inner Mongolia, China, as if he had moved here during the Cultural Revolution, and had been living in the grasslands south of Chagan Xire, and that he had never married or had children in his life. Usually in-depth and simple, all his life with cattle and sheep as companions. His name is Bao Lide, this person has a very strange personality, he originally had a shocking ability, and he could help the world by hanging a pot, but he was willing to live a poor life on the grassland.

There are many people who come to him to see a doctor, but he doesn't show everyone, maybe your family has a rich party with gold and silver, maybe you are willing to promise a thousand gold, but whether you want to help you treat it all depends on the mood of the old man Baolide. He is unwilling to be treated, and it is useless to give no amount of money. If he is happy, even if you give him a cigarette, he will help you take back the life of your loved one from death.

"Master, this Baolide is really so godly? Isn't that a living immortal? Your grandfather Yaogong didn't have this ability back then?" Even Yun Qiang couldn't believe that there would be such a strange person in the world.

"I suspect that this person is the successor of Zhu You. Only Zhu Yushu is so evil. He does not treat people with a strange temperament, but to talk about bad karma. ”

"What do you mean? Just treat the bad guys?" Yun Qiang was puzzled.

"Everything will have good karma, and where there is good karma, there will be evil karma. Good karma gets good results, and bad karma gets bad rewards. The debts you owe for the sins of your previous life have not been repaid, so even if your life is exhausted in this life, you cannot die until you have paid off your debts. This is going to be a bad karma. ”

"Ah, isn't that a bad person, you will say those things that we don't understand, haha......" Yun Qiang is a rough person, and it will never make sense to talk to a rough person.

Wushuang said that maybe you still can't understand what evil karma I said about it, let's put it in layman's terms, every parent has children, raises children for a lifetime, breaks their hearts and suffers, in fact, this is also a kind of bad karma, that is, to repay the debts owed in the previous life.