Chapter 552 I only said three words: I will cure

Five days later, at nine o'clock on May 2, 1936, we flew directly from Cebu to Bangkok.

I originally wanted to bring Siping, but he is the backbone of the Chinese team in acupuncture at Sanhe Hospital. After much effort, I brought Chunlai.

After a 3 hour and 40 minute flight, we arrived at Suvarnabhumi Airport.

When we arrived at the departure hall, someone held up a pick-up sign with Cruz and my names written in Chinese and English.

Cruz waved, and the man holding the sign waved back.

At the departure hall, the man approached Cruz and spoke with him, while Tang Man translated for me. I couldn't remember his Thai name, but I knew he was one of Charon's men.

He asked if we wanted to eat, and Cruz said he had already eaten on the plane. He then asked Chunlai and me for our opinions, and we both said we weren't hungry.

He led us forward, and outside the station, a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle was parked. We all got in. The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car left the airport.

The person who picked us up at the airport introduced us in English, and Tang Man translated.

Pattaya is 154 kilometers southeast of Bangkok and can be reached in an hour and a half via Highway 7.

Pattaya has a population of only 800,000 and covers an area of ​​just over 20 square kilometers. It has a tropical monsoon climate. The best weather is from November to February, known as the cool season.

March to May, which is now, is the hottest and unbearable, and is called the hot season. June to October is called the rainy season.

Then he explained that Pattaya is a popular tourist destination, attracting tourists from all over the world every year. It has a highly developed entertainment industry and is known as the city that never sleeps.

Tang Man unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and drank continuously. The person who met her at the airport realized that she had said too much. She spread her hands and said something. Tang Man didn't translate it, but everyone knew it meant to take a good rest.

Chunlai felt very curious. Tang Man stopped translating and just looked out the window. I wasn't that interested. The scenery in Southeast Asia is pretty much the same, so I just closed my eyes and rested.

I don't know how long it was before I felt someone nudge me. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Tang Man calling out to me, reminding me that I was about to come.

After driving four or five miles, we arrived in front of a large villa. It was the largest private villa I had ever seen. It consisted of several houses and had a huge garden.

We got off the car and the person who greeted us took us to the gate. We saw a man and a woman standing at the door. Cruz introduced them to me. The people standing at the door to greet us were the Charon couple.

I'd done my research and learned that Thais don't usually shake hands. I told Chunlai that when we meet, just put your hands together.

Arriving at the gate, Charon and his wife first bowed to Cruz and said, "Sawadee Ka" (meaning peace and good fortune).

Then he bowed to me, Tang Man, and Chunlai in the same way.

We also followed their example, put our hands together and said, "Sawadee Ka".

The entrance was a large living room with floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides and a set of sofas. The host and guests sat down while the airport attendant took our luggage and carried it to a corner of the living room.

The servants brought tea and fruit. At first I thought they were catering to my taste, but later I learned that Thailand is famous for its green tea, oolong tea, and scented tea.

However, even when drinking tea, it is not the same flavor we drink, but tea with borneol added.

Only then did Cruz introduce us one by one. With each introduction, the couple stood up and clasped their hands together.

Fortunately, everyone in their family speaks English, and there was a woman sitting next to them. After the host introduced her, I found out that she was a Thai-Chinese with Chinese ancestry.

The woman, about 25 or 26 years old, introduced herself as Zheng Yiting. She smiled and said, "I can serve you well. I speak Chinese, Thai, and English."

At this time, Tang Man seemed redundant.

In order to make it easier for us to communicate, the Chalun family had already hired a translator.

Next, Yiting will be the main translator.

Charun has the common bronze face of Thais, is short and stocky, but Mrs. Charun is a first-rate beauty. Although she is over fifty, her face is delicate and without makeup, she has a graceful and elegant beauty.

Charun spoke in Thai, and Yiting translated it to me in fluent Chinese. Tang Man then whispered the Chinese translation to Cruz.

Charun first welcomed me and thanked Mr. Cruz for providing such good information. To bring me closer to him, he also said that China and Thailand have a traditional friendship.

After 1768, Taksin, a descendant of Chinese from Chenghai County, China, was crowned king in Thailand. Therefore, all Thai kings were named after the surname Zheng and had a Chinese name.

As for now, there are many Chinese living in Thailand. There are 16 million Chinese people, accounting for 24% of Thailand’s total population. Chinese people come to Pattaya for tourism all year round.

What Chalun said was all true; I'd already looked it up on Baidu. I simply didn't interrupt him and let him narrate. Another thing: I enjoyed watching Zheng Yiting speak.

This kind of look is not just about liking her beauty, but an indescribable cultural factor. Zheng Yiting has been mixed-race for several times and no longer looks Chinese.

But when I heard her speak, she had a completely Chinese accent and spoke Mandarin more fluently than I did. That's why I liked listening to her.

The feeling of cultural affinity begins with language. When you hear the local accent in another county, you feel at home. When you hear the local dialect in another province, you feel closer. When you hear fluent Mandarin in a foreign country, you feel particularly excited.

After Charon finished speaking, I said, “I was fortunate to meet Mr. Cruz. Through Mr. Cruz’s introduction, I came to Pattaya and met Mr. Charon’s family.

"Being able to meet someone in this vast sea of ​​people is what the Chinese call fate. Traditional Chinese Medicine has been a treatment method used by the Chinese for thousands of years, and acupuncture is even older. I will do my best to treat Dana."

Chalun said: "Dana is the apple of my and my eyes. Her sudden illness has deprived the family of joy. We have tried our best, but the results are not ideal.

You are a miracle doctor from China. We have placed great hopes on you through Mr. Cruz."

I nodded and glanced at Cruz.

Cruz said, "I've tried my best. Whether I can be cured depends on Mr. Wan. I can only introduce you to him."

After saying this, he and Tang Man lowered their heads to discuss for a moment. He continued, "Tomorrow, Miss Tang and I will return to Cebu."

After listening to this, Chalun looked at me.

I said, "Professor Cruz is very busy. Let's see your daughter first. Tonight, we can discuss a diagnosis and treatment plan together."

Actually, this was just a polite remark from me. Cruz had already made his position clear and there was nothing he could do. Cruz listened and nodded.

So, Chalun and his wife led the way and the group followed.

Through a door on the left side of the living room, there is a passage leading to a one-story bungalow.

When I walked in, I found that the house was very big. It should be a leisure place for wealthy people because there was a swimming pool in the middle of the house.

The Chalun couple led us into a large house on the left side of the tourist pool. A lady in a wheelchair saluted us with a smile, her hands folded.

Her angelic face and her beautiful smile made me not believe that she was a patient.

Su Yiting bent down to introduce me to her. She kept her hands clasped together and looked at me with a smile.

My heart melted by her smile.

I must save her because her beauty is completely natural, not a paralyzed or incomplete beauty.

Without much greeting, I asked her to put her hands on the armrest of the wheelchair, and Tang Man, who understood Chinese culture, immediately brought me a chair.

I placed my hand on her pulse and used the chi, guan, and cun method Mr. Dong had taught me to feel her pulse. The room was very quiet.

I closed my eyes and felt with my heart. Then, I switched hands and felt the rhythm of her heart again.

When I opened my eyes, she still had that angelic smile on her face.

I said only three words to everyone: "I will treat it."

All eyes lit up, especially the Chalun couple, who let out their pent-up breath, clasped their hands together, and bowed deeply to me.