Chapter 1: Chemotherapy? No, I cultivate immortals
Cangcheng Normal University.
Male dormitory 404.
Luo Yu sat on the chair in front of the writing desk, his face was a little pale, and he looked at the inspection report in his hand, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.
[Test result: bone cancer]
For a period of time before, Luo Yu often felt that his joints were swollen and occasionally tingled, and he thought it was just ordinary arthritis.
But after taking anti-inflammatory drugs for a while, the situation did not get better, but the pain began to spread to the whole body, and even the fingers had to be bent very hard to do.
Yesterday Saturday, Luo Yu felt that the situation was not good, so he went to the hospital for a full body examination, and the examination report had just come out.
"It's worse than I thought..."
Some are still alive, but have already been sent.
At that time, in the hospital, the doctor said that the cancer cells in his body had spread, and he could only take conservative treatment, that is, through continuous chemotherapy, to delay the time of death.
As for recovery, with the current level of medical care, it is not possible for the time being.
Luo Yu, whose heart was like ashes, leaned back, looked up at the ceiling, and the feeling of powerlessness enveloped him, and he couldn't breathe.
Luo Yu, who has no father and mother since he was a child, grew up in an orphanage, and the money for going to school is also subsidized by the director and the government.
To put it simply, he didn't have the money for treatment.
Luo Yu thought about jumping off the building and died.
However, when he really stood on the rooftop, he clearly knew that people's desire to survive was endless, and perhaps he was not completely desperate.
Looking around, the dormitory is a standard quadruple room, go up and down the table, because today is the weekend, Luo Yu's three roommates haven't come back yet, and he is the only one in the entire dormitory.
I don't know if it's nervousness, or some kind of complication, Luo Yu's thirst is getting more and more frequent.
The water cup is close in front of him, on the writing desk half a meter away, but this distance is so far away for Luo Yu now.
Stiffly stretched out his arm, and the tingling sensation instantly transmitted back to his brain.
"Shhh
Luo Yu gasped, but fortunately, he successfully picked up the water glass, brought it to his mouth tremblingly, and drank it all in one gulp.
There were droplets of water running down his mouth, wetting the white short sleeves that Luo Yu was wearing, but now he couldn't care so much.
γImmortal cultivation system binding...γ
[Binding Host: Luo Yu]
[The first step in cultivating immortals: washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow]
[After washing the meridians and cutting the marrow, the physical fitness will be improved, the meridians will be smooth, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy will be doubled, which is beneficial to accelerating cultivation. γ
[Solution: Use the marrow washing elixir]
[Recipe for washing the marrow elixir: two taels of stubble leeks, one head of sprouted garlic, two slices of old ginger, one tael of watermelon skin, ten pieces of holly leaves, add three bowls of water, boil into a bowl and take it, and it will take effect immediately. γ
"Have you started hallucinating?"
In Luo Yu's mind, a voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, there were a few more lines of text in front of him.
He smiled wryly and shook his head, the illusion was a little too outrageous.
I endured cultivating immortals, this recipe is simply out of the ordinary!
If you say that this is a list of items in the canteen trash can, it is a little more credible.
After a while, Luo Yu was surprised to find that the words in his sight still hadn't disappeared.
"Could it be true?"
A glimmer of hope ignited in Luo Yu's heart.
If he was in good health, he would definitely scoff at the so-called system, after all, how could such a thing that only existed in fiction appear in reality.
But he is now half dead, and he has an attitude of believing in all possible ways to survive rather than believing in nothing.
Give it a try, and even if it doesn't work, it won't get any worse, will it?
Enduring the pain, Luo Yu stood up with the back of the chair, while he could still move, he had to hurry up and collect these few things, otherwise it would be too late when his movement was blocked in a few days.
Market
"The head stubble leek... Leeks..."
Luo Yu, who kept talking about the target, walked around the market for more than ten minutes, feeling that he was about to fall apart, and saw a lot of stalls selling leeks, but none of them were stubble.
Leeks will have wider and darker leaves depending on the number of harvests.
Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and seeing that the market was about to be visited, Luo Yu finally found a stall selling leeks.
The stall is very simple, that is, two white fertilizer bags are spread on the ground, and several bundles of delicate and green leeks are neatly placed on it.
The stall owner was an old man, who looked to be in his early fifties, and his bald head glistened in the sunlight like a giant light bulb.
At this time, he was sitting on the maza, smoking a dry cigarette by himself, and when he saw Luo Yu stop in front of his stall, his cloudy eyes immediately brightened a little.
"Housheng, buy leeks?"
The uncle's voice is a little hoarse, with a strong rock flavor, and it is an old smoke when you hear it.
"Yes, uncle, are you stubble?" Luo Yu confirmed.
Since there must be a stubble in the prescription, there must be a reason for it, and Luo Yu can't be mistaken.
The uncle nodded confidently: "Looking at the entire vegetable market, only the old man and I have a stubble of leeks." β
"How much is a pound?"
Luo Yu couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone, but after looking around the stall, he didn't see the payment code.
I saw the uncle stretch out two fingers.
"Two pieces? Then give me a pound. β
It's expensive, but it's reasonable.
Luo Yu thought, it's not good to buy too little, in case the first time it fails, you can buy more to improve the fault tolerance.
But as soon as the words fell, I saw the uncle shake his head: "Twenty-one catties, a bundle is sold, and only cash is accepted." β
"Twenty!? This leek is carved from jadeite? β
Isn't this a money grab!
Normal leeks are more than a pound a piece, even if they are stubble, they should not be so expensive.
Seeing that Luo Yu was so surprised, the uncle threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it with the sole of his cloth shoe, ran it over a few times, and explained to him.
"Look at this market, where are there still stubble leeks, these are all out of the greenhouse, pure natural and pollution-free, no medicine, you are too expensive and I am too expensive, the price is a little expensive, but it is delicious!"
The uncle's expression was extremely exaggerated, and he didn't know what kind of delicacies he was selling.
But Luo Yu didn't believe a word, looking at the uncle's stall, it didn't look like it was purchased from a greenhouse, the delicate leaves were a little wilted under the sun's exposure, and it was estimated that if it couldn't be sold, it would become dried leeks, which were obviously grown in the garden at home.
Although he was in a hurry, Luo Yu came to buy leeks, not to be leeks.
Looking around, I happened to see a young man in the uniform of a market administrator, walking into the market.
"Uncle, let me tell you a very terrible thing." Luo Yu looked mysterious.
The uncle narrowed his eyes.
"Housheng, don't scare me, the old man has traveled south and north in his life, fought tigers in the mountains, and caught turtles in the sea, so he really has nothing to fear." Uncle Yun crossed Erlang's legs lightly.
Luo Yu nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly his voice raised an octave: "Uncle, your leeks are really good."
Even in the noisy vegetable market, Luo Yu's voice still attracted the attention of many people, including the market administrator who was inspecting.
After seeing the bald man, the market administrator immediately walked over there.
"That's, my leek, it's not ...... good"
The uncle's self-confidence, after seeing the market administrator, suddenly disappeared.
Seeing that the market administrator was about to walk in front of him, the uncle exploded with speed and reflexes that did not belong to his age.
Stuffing the leeks into the fertilizer bag, throwing it back on his shoulder, the wind under his feet, and at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, he has run more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.
It seemed that he wanted to see if the market administrator was chasing him, and as soon as the uncle subconsciously turned around, he saw Luo Yu holding a handful of leeks, smiling and waving goodbye to himself.
Seeing that the distance between the market administrator and himself was getting shorter and shorter, the uncle could only bite his back molars and continue to run wildly under the scorching sun.
Weighing the leeks in his hand, the two taels that should meet the requirements of the system, Luo Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
When Luo Yu was arguing with the uncle just now, he found that he was looking around, plus this vegetable market is a stall system, after paying the rent, the market will provide a fixed area, and there will never be a situation where two fertilizer bags will be set up.
From this, Luo Yu can basically determine that the uncle should have sneaked in to set up a stall, so he chose a location close to the exit, just to facilitate escape at any time.
Of course, Luo Yu didn't prostitute in vain, and when the uncle didn't pay attention to the leeks, he stuffed a dollar coin into the fertilizer bag.
This is far more than the market price several times.