Chapter 219: Healing the Body with the Soul

The Ancient One mage looked at Stephen carefully and said, "Mr. Stephen Strange."

Stephen picked up his teacup and nodded at the Ancient One Mage, reminding, "Uh... It's a doctor, I'm a doctor."

The Ancient One looked at Stephen's hands, "Actually, you're no longer a doctor, that's why you're here."

Stephen gently tasted the tea in his hand, the taste was fresh and elegant, slightly bitter, and it was a typical Chinese tea.

Hearing the Ancient One Mage talk about himself, Stephen held the teacup and was a little at a loss.

The Ancient One Master set the teapot aside, "You've had many surgeries lately, seven, right?"

"Yes." Stephen nodded stiffly, "The tea is good."

Stephen took a deep breath, organized his words, and asked carefully, "You once healed a man named Jonathan, who was paralyzed."

The Ancient One Master filled the teapot with water and replied, "Sort of!"

Stephen breathed a sigh of relief, this time he was not mistaken, and asked excitedly, "You let him be able to walk again!"

The Ancient One Master straightened the teapot and nodded, "Yes."

Stephen's mood was even more agitated, and Jonathan was paralyzed, a hundred times worse than his own condition.

If you can get Jonathan to walk again, then you will definitely be able to heal your hands.

Stephen asked, "How did you heal the two spinal cords that were completely damaged?"

The Ancient One Master opened the lid of the teapot, added new tea leaves, shook his head and said, "I didn't cure him, he couldn't walk, I persuaded him to walk."

Stephen frowned and said, "You wouldn't say it was psychotherapy, would you?"

Jonathan's situation is clear to Stephen.

When Jonathan came to him, he had seen Jonathan's case.

Spinal cord damage leading to paralysis is not a psychological problem at all.

The Ancient One put down the teapot and asked, "When you reconnect the damaged nerves, are you healing, or are the limbs healing?"

Stephen understood what the other party meant, and said, "It's the cells that heal on their own."

The Ancient One mage smiled, "But cells can only be restored in their own special way."

Stephen nodded, "That's right."

The Ancient One looked at Stephen, "What if I told you that your body could convince yourself to do all kinds of restoration?"

Stephen stepped forward and looked at the Ancient One and said, "Are you talking about cell regeneration? It's very cutting-edge medical technology."

Cell regeneration technology is being studied by many scientists around the world.

But without exception, there has not been much progress.

The last time I heard about cell regeneration technology was when a company in the Lighthouse Nation developed something called the Despair Virus.

After being injected with the Desperation Virus, it has the function of cell regeneration.

But viruses also have huge side effects.

Many patients who have been injected with the desperate virus have regenerated their limbs, but it doesn't take long for them to explode.

This also leads to a desperate virus, which is banned for use.

And the scientist who studied the desperate virus was also killed by the authorities because of illegal human experiments.

Ancient One Master poured a cup of tea and handed it to Master Mo Du, who had just walked in.

Stephen followed up and asked, "That's why you're doing research here, because there's no medical society here, and I'd like to ask how your research is going." c

"Haha!" The Ancient One Mage turned around, looked at the gushing Stephen, couldn't help but smile, nodded and said, "The progress is okay!"

Stephen's eyes lit up with hope and he said, "So, you've found a way to make your nerve cells repair themselves."

The Ancient One mage shook his head slightly, "No, but I know how to heal my body better with the help of my soul

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Stephen's brow furrowed slightly, and he repeated stiffly, "The soul heals the body!"

The Ancient One mage nodded, "That's right!"

The soul heals the body, what the hell is this?

Stephen felt like he was being tricked.

I was studying the most advanced science just now, but now I am told that it is a metaphysics.

Soul! Where did the soul come from?

In this materialistic world, how can there be such a thing as a soul?

Stephen closed his eyes and shook his head, "No......, good! Well, then what should we do."

Stephen wanted to scold the other party.

But he can't, here is his last hope.

And Jonathan is also healed here, and the other party may only be suitable for himself to make a joke.

The Ancient One mage picked up a book, flipped it to Stephen and said, "Start here!"

The page that opens in the book is a picture of a man sitting cross-legged meditating.

The dead place looked at the book with a dull expression, and then looked at the ancient mage.

The Ancient One mage smiled and asked, "Do you like this picture?"

"Oh... No—" Stephen smiled helplessly, "Good, but I've only seen this thing in the gift shop before."

The Ancient One mage happily turned another page and brought it to Stephen to read.

Stephen looked at it, held back the anger in his heart, nodded and said, "Acupuncture? It's amazing!"

"What about this?" The Ancient One mage turned another page.

Stephen closed his eyes, walked to the other side with his head tilted back and said, "If you show me an MRI, I'll like it better."

The Ancient One put the book down and explained, "These drawings are drawn by hand, just like a blind man touching an elephant and seeing only its trees and not the forest."

Stephen rubbed his head with his hands and cried out in pain, "I went bankrupt and bought this one-way ticket, and now you tell me that you want to be healed by faith."

Master One said calmly, "You are a person who sees the world from a cave, and you have been trying all your life to make the cave a little bigger and thus to see more."

"But now that you know, when this hole can be bigger, too big than you can imagine, you reject this possibility."

Stephen walked up to the Ancient One Mage, gritted his teeth, and said, "I refuse because I don't believe in the myths and legends of the chakras of any organs, nor do I believe in any spiritual power, or the power of faith."

"There are no souls! Human beings are material, nothing more, and you are just a speck of dust in the universe, so small that it doesn't matter."

Stephen felt that he couldn't take it anymore, and talking to these crazy people was an insult to his education.

The Ancient One mage smiled and shook his head and said, "You think too much of yourself!"

"Oh...... Hahahaha!" Stephen laughed maniacally, walked up to the Ancient One, pointed his finger at him, and roared, "Do you think you can see through me?"

The Ancient One mage raised his hand and patted Stephen's chest.

For a moment, Stephen felt his body become unusually light.

I actually floated up.

And in front of his eyes, a body that was exactly the same as himself fell to the ground.

Stephen looked at his hands in surprise, completely unaware of what was going on.