Chapter Seventy-Two: Seeking Medical Treatment
Ma Guangyun paused, sighed, and continued: "On the day the list opened, I stood there from morning to night, staring at the list. But it's a pity that although there are many names on it, I can't find the one that surprises, so I can only be discouraged and disappointed, and stay there like a piece of wood.
"Maybe God couldn't stand it, and it rained heavily that day. The rain fell on my head like an arrow of ice, and even though I felt a tingling cold, it was impossible to shake me even a step. I stood in the rain until hunger and cold were like two executioners, depriving me of no way to fight back, and then I gradually fellγγγγγγ β
Qiao Zhengyu shook his head and said: "It is a good thing to get fame, but you can't force it, otherwise, it will not only hurt your own body, but also worry your family." Ma Daxia is erudite and talented, and it is not difficult to get fame, I think it must be emotions that have affected you and caused you to play abnormally. β
Ma Guangyun smiled and continued: "When I woke up, my father was standing in front of my bed, and I remember his face was sad and his eyes were full of concern. When he saw me wake up, he said, 'Yun'er, you have finally woken up. He choked up and couldn't say any more.
"At this moment, I suddenly felt that I owed my father too much, and I felt ashamed in my heart, and I didn't dare to look into his eyes, so I lowered my head and said: 'Let my father down, I have figured it out, from now on, I will do whatever my father wants me to do, and I will never make my father angry again. β
When I said this, my heart was immediately relaxed, and when my father spoke, I gladly accepted it. But after waiting for a while, my father did not reply.
"I was about to look up at him, but I heard him say: 'Yun'er, in fact, I have already thought clearly, although our family has a lot of money, we have never had a scholar. It's rare that you have this heart again, and my father still expects you to gain fame and glory for the Ma family, how can you say these words. β
"'Father, youγγγγγγ I couldn't believe it was coming out of my father's mouth, his eyes fixed on him, almost frozen. Because in my images, my father is an extremely stubborn person, he has the final say in everything he does, and he will never change it halfway. And this time, my father was clearly showing weakness to me, which I never expected.
"When my father saw the doubts on my face, he said, 'The reason why I did this is naturally my own reason, well, don't think so much, you can do whatever you want in the future, and my father will never force you again.' His tone was hard, but I still felt that there was something strange about it, because I could faintly see a tear in his eyes. β
"I see that Ma Daxia is too worried, what's so strange about this, your father is of course happy and excited when he sees you wake up, and at this time there are tears in his eyes or something, which is not a normal thing. Is there anything hidden in this?" Qiao Zhengyu said suddenly.
"Uncle Qiao doesn't know, my father is a very strong person, he usually doesn't shed tears easily, how can he cry because of this little thing. Ma Guangyun got up and said, walked a few steps, and continued: "I remember that even when my mother died, he never shed a single tear. It's not that they have a bad relationship, it's because my father has a strong temperament and never cries easily. So there must be something hidden in this. β
Qiao Zhengyu doubted: "Oh, what will be the secret of that, does Ma Daxia know?"
Ma Guangyun glanced at him and said, "I don't know, if I know, why should I be suspicious." However, paper could not contain the fire after all, because from that day on, my father went out early and returned late every day, and behaved strangely, as if he was doing something important, which made me vaguely aware of something. β
"Since your father is a businessman, of course he has busy things every day, which is normal, isn't it?" Qiao Zhengyu shook his head.
"That being said, I still feel like there's something wrong with that. Ma Guangyun sat down slowly, and continued: "Although my father is a businessman, except for some important things that he handles personally, some other small things are generally handed over to his subordinates, so no matter how busy and tired things are, he will never be busy every day."
Intrigued, I decided to find out, so one morning I quietly followed my father. My father was walking in a hurry, so he didn't notice it, but just walked all the way out of the city, without stopping for a moment. After walking for about two hours, my father came to a temple outside the city, looked left and right for a while, and then walked in.
"I quietly followed, and when I came to the main hall, an old monk received my father. The two of them exchanged a few polite words before sitting down. I hid behind a large pillar in the temple and listened to the old monk say, 'Master Mashi, I already know about Linglang's situation, and it is incumbent upon the monks to save people's lives with compassion, but the old man's medical skills are limited and he is really powerless, so I ask the donor to look for a good doctor elsewhere.' β
"When I heard this sentence, I was immediately confused, and vaguely, I heard my father say: 'Please, Master, I only have such a son, the master has superb medical skills, if even you can't save him, then there will be no miracle doctor in the world who can save my son.' When the father had finished speaking, he fell to his knees and prostrated his head.
"I couldn't take it anymore and burst out from behind the pillar. 'Yun'er?, what's the matterγγγγγγ When my father saw me standing in front of him, his face was astonished.
"'Father, I know everything, why are you doing this. He stepped forward and lifted his father up. 'Yun'er, for you, this is nothing, as long as I can save you, I am willing to do anything. Father choked up.
"My heart sank, and I said, 'My father has really taken great pains for me, well, may I ask what disease I have, and can I be cured?' My father looked at me, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, I only know that you have been unconscious since you fell that day, so I went to Lang Zhong for treatment, but I accidentally found a new disease, as if something had grown in my head." β
"'That's no cure, in that case, why should my father beg others, it is better to let me die. I said coldly. The father shook his head and said, "My Ma family is such a lone seedling as you, and your mother went early, if you have anything else, how can I explain it to your mother." Therefore, for your sake, even if your father is bankrupt, he must save you. β
"He turned around and bowed to the old monk and begged, 'Master, I hope you will be merciful and save my Yun'er.' As long as you can save my Yun'er, I am willing to donate all my family property to fund the construction of the Golden Buddha for the temple, and be offered by the people, and I will never break my word. β
The old monk hesitated for a moment and said, "Ling Lang's condition is serious, and there is no possibility of treatment by ordinary methods, unless the dead horse is a live horse doctor, and Ling Lang's head is cut open and a foreign body is removed, only in this way can there be hope of treatment." It's just that this method is too dangerous, and it will never be done unless it is absolutely necessary. β
"My father was overjoyed when he heard this, and said: 'As long as there is a glimmer of life, I am willing to give it a try, and I also ask the master to hurry up and show his holy hand, so Ma is grateful." With that, he took a piece of gold from his bosom and laid it on the table. The old monk pushed the gold aside and said, "The monks are merciful, what use do you want to use the gold and silver, and ask the donor to take it back, otherwise I will never come to the rescue." His father's face turned red and he hurriedly apologized. β
"Well, this is the bodhisattva of great compassion, compassion, compassion, relief from suffering, not moved by money. It is like some monks, on the surface, eating fasting and reciting Buddha seems to see through the red dust, but in fact, in the name of donations, collect money and take the opportunity to collect money, which is really hateful. Qiao Zhengyu said with disdain.
Ma Guangyun continued: "Later, the old monk sent my father away, took me to a secret room, and said to me: 'Donor, stay here for a few days, and when I am ready, it will not be too late to heal. I nodded my head and agreed. Then he closed the door, locked it, and left.
"The room was very small, except for a table, and there was only one bed left. There was an oil lamp on the table, which was filled with lamp oil, so the light was bright and illuminated the whole room. I sat down on the edge of the bed, unable to do anything, just staring at everything in front of me in a daze, like a prison.
"Fortunately, all three meals a day are delivered on time, so although I am a little lonely, my stomach will not go hungry. I can't help but be a little impatient when I don't have anything to do every day except to eat on time. So he asked the little monk who delivered the meal when he would start healing, but he never said a word except shaking his head or nodding his head.
After several days of this, I finally couldn't sit still, and I planned to ask the old monk directly. So during a meal delivery, I knocked out the little monk and ran out of the secret room. With my memory, I walked towards the main hall, hoping to meet the old monk.
But all the way to the search, but there is no half of a figure, not to mention the old monk, not even the other monks in the temple. I was suspicious, and I was about to look around, when I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head, and my eyes went black, and I fell to the ground. β
"Well, it seems that the tumor is pressing down on his blood vessels, which is causing the symptoms of the headache. It seems that Ma Guangyun's condition is indeed not light, but I am afraid that it is in an advanced stage. Qiao Zhengyu said secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything.
I only heard Ma Guangyun continue: "When I woke up, I returned to the secret room, except for the little monk, the old monk was also standing aside. 'Master Mashi, you have finally woken up. He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, turned to the little monk and said, "Okay, you are not needed here, you can step back for the time being." The little monk nodded and exited the secret room.
"'Master, I'γγγγγγ I tried to sit up from the bed, but was stopped by the master and said, 'The donor is sick, so let's lie down.' I checked your pulse just now, and your condition seems to be getting worse again, and I'm afraid it won't be a few days away. Luckily, I was back and we were healed in a few days. β
"I was stunned and said, 'The master has not been in the temple for the past few days, but I don't know where he has gone?'