Chapter 27 If I believe in my life, why should I practice?

It was a snowy day, and there were few pedestrians on the road.

Pang Xie left the gym, hurriedly stopped a car on the side of the road, and went to Chang'an First Hospital.

On the phone just now, Li Yueya told him that Li Tianhua suddenly felt unwell this morning and went to the hospital for medical treatment, but before he reached the hospital, he began to cough up blood and fell into a coma halfway.

Pang Xie sat in the car, staring at the swirling snowflakes with his eyes, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

According to the situation of the last meeting, as long as he insists on taking medicine, although his condition will not improve, it will never deteriorate within a year and a half.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of Chang'an First Hospital, Pang Xie paid for the car, and hurried to the ward in the face of the heavy snow.

On the 16th floor of the inpatient department, ward 12, when I got out of the elevator, the strong smell of disinfectant water came to my face.

Pang Xie followed the corridor, found the ward, stretched out his hand to open the door, and saw Li Tianhua lying on the hospital bed at a glance, blue and white striped hospital gown, hair messy, pale face, only the sickly red remains on his cheeks, his eyes were blank, and there was no trace of the edge of the past.

At the other end of the hospital bed, a crescent moon lay there, her eyes slightly closed, her face was stained with tears, and she seemed to be too tired from crying and had fallen asleep.

Pang Xie stepped to the hospital bed, reached out and grabbed Li Tianhua's wrist, and then frowned and asked, "How can this be? ā€

He swept it with the "medicine" supernatural power, Li Tianhua's condition took a sharp turn for the worse, and it was very different from the last time they met, the balance that he had barely maintained before had been broken, and his life was in danger at any time.

"I..."Li Tianhua sighed, "Don't ask the reason, it's my fault, the doctor said that there is no help, I just want to know if you can do anything?"

"You drank yesterday, and you got drunk, and you got drunk and got cold, right?" Ponchet didn't answer directly.

"I—" Li Tianhua smiled wryly.

"Don't say more, I'm just going to confirm the cause of your illness. Pang Xie Zhengse said.

"Yes. Li Tianhua nodded.

"'Sickness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread', you know your illness, you were on the edge of a cliff, and now you are like this, to be honest, I can only try. ā€

"Can you still prescribe medicine?"

"It's too late to prescribe medication. ā€

Pang Xie shook his head, his right hand held the inch ruler of Li Tianhua's left hand, his left arm reached out and grabbed the vein gate of Li Tianhua's right arm, and then he let out a low cry, running the dantian cyclone, urging the "medicine" supernatural power, and the two spiritual qi suddenly shot out, and through his arms, they were introduced into Li Tianhua's body, and attacked the lesion on his chest.

The "medicine" supernatural power can not only induce medicinal power, but also can be directly treated with aura, but ordinary people's meridians are fragile, and it is harmful and useless to rush into aura, but Li Tianhua is now in danger, and he can't take care of it so much.

......

Li Tianhua only felt that his wrist was tight, and his arm had been grabbed by Pang Xie, and then two hot streams flowed from his wrist, through his forearm, over his shoulders and elbows, and until he was at the sore spot on his chest.

Where the two streams of heat passed, the meridians broke one after another, and pinhead-sized blood spots continued to gush out of the skin as the heat flowed, and in the blink of an eye, they stained the hospital gown they had just changed into.

"Hmm..."

Li Tianhua snorted, feeling that his upper body was as painful as a knife cutting meat, and his arm couldn't help but pull back, but he understood that Pang Xie's actions must not harm him, so he gritted his teeth and held on.

After a while, Li Tianhua's arms became more and more painful, as hot and uncomfortable as ironing a soldering iron, but the feeling in his chest was completely different, it was very comfortable, and he didn't feel the slightest pain between breaths.

After more than ten minutes, Pang Xie let go of his hands and asked in a deep voice, "How do you feel?"

Li Tianhua looked down at his arms, his arms were full of blood beads, the stained clothes and beds were everywhere, the pain was numb, as long as he moved slightly, it was a pain in his heart.

"Don't worry about your arms, I'm asking about your chest, you take a hard breath and try it. ā€

"Whew... Ah..."Li Tianhua's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "I don't feel anything when I don't inhale, but when I inhale, I feel a throbbing pain." ā€

Pang Xie's face sank, sighed, and said, "Isn't it even possible to suppress the aura? ā€

"You mean... How could it be? I'm going to feel so much better. Li Tianhua couldn't help but be stunned.

"I've tried my best, but you're sick, I really can't do anything, invade the bone marrow inside, feel cold outside, you feel better now, purely rely on my breath of aura to hang, until this breath of aura is exhausted, I'm afraid it's the limit." ā€

"If you have some foundation in cultivation, I can also slowly cross the aura and hang you for a breath, but unfortunately you have never practiced, and the meridians are extremely fragile, if I cross the aura again, I am afraid that you will die before the onset of the disease. ā€

After Pang Xie said this, he sat quietly with his hands down, and didn't say anything more.

In the past, he had only shown his brilliant medical skills in front of Li Tianhua, and he had never shown his supernatural powers so obviously, and today he was in a critical situation, and he couldn't take care of it so much.

Speaking from his heart, he admires Li Tianhua very much, this person has a clear mind, sharp vision, and can make decisions, which is very accessible, but it is a pity that his life is too thin, and he is unable to return to the sky.

"Is there really no way?" At the moment of life and death, Li Tianhua did not delve into the skills shown by Pang Xie, but just stared at him and asked about life and death.

Pang Xie was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head.

If his "medicine" supernatural powers can reach the realm of "Beginning Solution", maybe there will be a chance to return to the sky, but unfortunately he has no clue how to break through the supernatural powers.

"How long can I live?" asked Li Tianhua, biting his lip.

"This breath of aura can protect you for three days. ā€

"Three days from now?"

"Three days later, it's not something you can think about. ā€

"I see. ā€

Li Tianhua smiled miserably, lying on his back on the bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling with empty eyes, and Pang Xie sat quietly on the side.

"Brother. ā€

"Hmm. ā€

"I haven't asked you how old you are before, I always feel that although you look young, you are actually much older than me, so it's okay to call you brother?"

"No problem. ā€

"You help me up, I want to pack up and go home. ā€

"Good. ā€

Pang Xie was slightly stunned, and then understood Li Tianhua's thoughts, it is human nature to return to the roots, if one day he does not succeed in the avenue, when he dies, maybe he will return to Jinshan Lake to sit down.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, in this period of time in the world, contaminated with a lot of red dust, if he would never think like this in the past, he has been in Jinshan Lake for eight hundred years, and he has never thought of returning to the East China Sea.

Pang Xie reached out and grabbed Li Tianhua's arm and dragged him up.

Li Tianhua's body moved, his legs touched Li Yueya's head, Li Yueya rubbed his eyes, and sat up.

"Brother Pang, you're here, my brother he..."

Li Yueya saw Pang Xie at a glance, and quickly stood up, and then saw Li Tianhua, and exclaimed: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you covered in blood!"

"Crescent moon, don't shout, help my brother up, let's go home. ā€

"Go home, you're not sick yet..."

Li Tianhua shook his hand to interrupt her words, and barely squeezed out a smile: "Listen to my brother's words, with Brother Datong's help, there is nothing to do." ā€

"Really?" Li Yueya turned her head to look at Pang Xie.

Ponsei nodded silently.

......

Snowflakes swirled down and fell on the front windshield of the car, blocking the view of the way, and then they were scraped open by the wipers, falling and scraping open, like a repeating cycle.

Passing through the streets and alleys, running over the snow and ice, the car stopped in front of the Shuncheng community, the little crescent moon supported Li Tianhua, Pang Xie followed behind, and several people walked towards the community on the thick snow.

Li Tianhua came to the front of the building, but did not go upstairs, stopped downstairs, and whispered: "Crescent, thirteen years ago, it was also a snowy day, I was reading at home, my father suddenly called home, asked me to go downstairs quickly, after I went downstairs, I stood here, I saw my father holding the newborn you, followed by my mother, it was the first time our family of four together, I will never forget the scene that day." ā€

"Brother..."Li Yueya wanted to say something, but the tears couldn't stop falling, and she didn't say anything.

"I shouldn't have mentioned it, I just couldn't help it..."

Li Tianhua sighed softly, patted her shoulder with his hand, wiped her tears with his cuffs, and silently took her hand.

"Let's go up first, it's too cold downstairs, it's not good for you. Ponsie said.

......

Back in the house, it was not early.

Pang Xie rushed to the hospital, it was more than 11 o'clock in the morning, and the three of them returned to the Shuncheng community from the hospital, and walked on the road for more than half an hour, which was already more than 12 o'clock.

It's nothing if Pang Xie doesn't eat, but others can't, Li Tianhua is seriously ill, and Li Yueya is young, so he will be a little hungry and thirsty.

One of these two people is seriously ill and the other is young, so naturally they can't cook.

Pang Xie didn't let go, went to the kitchen to cook noodles, and was busy in the back kitchen of the restaurant for a few days, although he hadn't cooked before, but it was no problem to fill his stomach.

I found a small piece of tofu in the refrigerator, took a piece of pork belly, beat two eggs, plus beans, tomatoes, etc., all cut into small dices, fried in the pot, and served with red peppers, which is the best topping, the noodles are ready-made, boiled in boiling water, put in a bowl, poured with freshly made toppings, three bowls of steaming noodles are a delicious dish in winter.

After eating noodles, Li Tianhua drove his sister back to the room for a nap, and after that, he made a pot of Longjing, and the fragrance of tea filled the house.

"Thank you so much for today, brother. Li Tianhua's face was surprisingly calm, holding a teacup in his hand, although he was talking to Pang Xie, his eyes were staring at the tea leaves tumbling up and down in the cup, and he said lightly: "There are still a lot of medicinal materials left from the last time, all of which are stored in the kitchen, you can take them with you when you leave, and you won't use them in the future, and the rest of the time, I want to spend the rest of my time quietly with my sister." ā€

"I'm not going to leave yet, there are still three days to go, I'll see if there's another way. Ponsei shook his head.

"Is there really a way?" Li Tianhua chuckled, without a look of excitement on his face.

"There is also the possibility of what if. ā€

"Forget it, I accept my fate, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, and living is also a kind of torture. ā€

"I don't admit it, I promised you that I would do my best, and I won't give up unless you're dead. Pang Xie Zhengse said.

"Are you a cultivator, but you don't believe in fate?"

"If I believe in my life, why should I practice!"