Chapter 36: No Medicine Can Treat It
When he walked out of the hospital, Su Dajiang felt that his wound had healed a lot after the stitches were removed, and he no longer felt the sharp pain he had just felt.
The waist that had been leaning forward gradually straightened up, and the pace of the feet became a little faster.
"Dajiang, if your wound hurts, just walk slower. We're not in a hurry to go home!" Wei Guiqin saw that her husband seemed to want to speed up, and she was worried that if he walked too fast, it would hurt his wound.
"You said this is really strange. Yanyan's words seem to have magic. She said it doesn't hurt, and it really doesn't hurt!" Su Dajiang also found it incredible.
I've been injured before, and after the stitches were removed, the wound would hurt for a while.
Not this time.
Wei Guiqin rolled her eyes: "Enough with you two, you're never going to stop. Are your daughter's words the true teachings of the Buddha? Can all diseases and pains be cured just by listening to them?"
"You're right, it's true." Su Dajiang laughed dryly.
"Tsk." Wei Guiqin didn't like to hear it.
Su Hanyan smiled. She thought to herself that it was a pity that this healing function could not cure diseases, but only relieve pain. If it could cure diseases, wouldn't she be a miracle doctor? In the future, any disease could be cured by just a touch of her hand, and people would line up in long queues to see the doctor? By then, she would be able to count money until her hands cramped. How beautiful would that be? What a pity... her golden finger was not thick enough, and not powerful enough!
Su Hanyan was thinking about the golden finger, and suddenly Jin Chen's exhausted look appeared in her mind. Then... the golden finger can eliminate pain, but can it eliminate fatigue?
She regretted not thinking of giving it a try just now. If possible, she could help him...
Jin Chen's world became quiet, without the harsh noise and splitting pain. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was almost noon.
The doctor's office was still quiet. Only Lu Feifan was sitting by the bed, his chin resting on one hand, staring blankly at something without blinking.
"Cough cough." Jin Chen coughed twice.
"You're awake!" Lu Feifan came back to his senses and asked hurriedly, "How is it? Is the noise still bad? Does your head still hurt? Can you hold on? If not, I'll take a leave and take you home."
"It's okay." Jin Chen stretched his muscles and bones, "This attack didn't last long. I just took a nap and I feel much better now. By the way, how was the operation?"
"Are you still thinking about the surgery?" Lu Feifan poured a glass of water and put it in his hand. "You can't hold on on the operating table anymore. After I help you out, Director Lin will take over soon. Don't worry."
"Are you not leaving yet?" Jin Chen glanced at him.
"You are such a heartless person." Lu Feifan really wanted to punch this guy in the face. "I am worried about you. You don't have to worry about the surgery. I am not the only anesthesiologist in the hospital. Don't worry, the surgery will not be a problem."
"Yeah." Jin Chen nodded.
"By the way, didn't your previous illness take at least ten days or half a month to recover? Why did it go away so quickly this time?" Lu Feifan was also puzzled.
He and Jin Chen grew up in the same compound, and he knew that Jin Chen had this problem since childhood.
This problem is strange to talk about. Every time when Jin Chen is extremely tired, this problem will pop up and cause trouble, disturbing him to the point of being unbearable.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
However, every time he went to the hospital for a checkup, they couldn't find anything wrong with him. Even when Jin Chen was studying abroad, he consulted almost all the experts in Country M, but he still couldn't find a treatment.
(End of this chapter)