Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Look, it's retribution.
But although they are all scammers, their rhetoric is not exactly the same.
Zhang Rong attributed He Shengwei's illness to "ghosts" because something unclean had entangled him, causing him to become crazy from time to time.
But Wang Yunfeng blamed He Shengwei for the incident, saying that he himself "got his comeuppance".
"Everyone's luck is fixed. He Shengwei's luck is too weak to bear so much talent, so there will be a backlash."
"It's like trying to put gold in paper, it will naturally be torn into a hole."
"Your family cannot receive the light of Wenquxing. The higher his achievements, the greater the price he has to pay. This is the only way to ensure the balance of this, this, this... "
Compared with Zhang Rong's statement, Wang Yunfeng's "theory of cause and effect" does seem more reliable at first glance.
But a liar is a liar, and if you think about it carefully, you will realize that he is talking nonsense.
If everyone's talent was fixed, there wouldn't be so many top scorers coming out of the mountains, and everyone wouldn't have to study hard, because learning too much would lead to retribution, and they would have to eat ginseng like He Shengwei.
Jiang Xiaozhen did not agree or disagree as before, but repeated the question she had asked before: "Master Wang, how do you think Xiao He's illness should be treated? Can it be cured?"
"It can be cured, but..."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes again, returning to his old turtle-like state of meditation. "You must cultivate your character and give up fame and fortune, otherwise this disease will recur sooner or later."
Shen Miao: …
At most, Zhang Rong wanted to cheat some money, but Wang Yunfeng was so different that he wanted to destroy the man directly.
He Shengwei has studied hard for more than ten years, and now he is asked to give up his studies and cultivate himself at home... What's the difference between this and asking the emperor in ancient times who had finally ascended the throne to take off his dragon robe and become a beggar?
Shen Wanshan felt a little uncomfortable, as if a thorn in his back and a fishbone stuck in his throat, especially when he saw Wang Juan and He Xinjun were intimidated by Wang Yunfeng and their faces were filled with despair, and the tears that had just stopped flowing again, he really wanted to scold him, "You mother can use a pen!"
But there were so many people around and the cameras were filming, so he couldn't be too uncivilized. He could only quietly take out the pipe from his waist and walk out of the house.
He has a shallow ear and can't stand too much nonsense, otherwise he will easily curse...
After listening to the two liars chattering for a long while, Jiang Xiaozhen finally moved the microphone and camera to the two people who remained silent on the side. Seeing that Shen Wanshan's chair was empty, Shen Miao explained to her in a low voice that the room was too stuffy and grandpa went out to get some fresh air.
But even if Grandpa didn’t come back, Shen Miao could handle it alone.
"Doctor Liang, based on the information provided by He's parents, what do you think is the cause of Xiao He's illness?"
"It's hard to say now," Liang Xu adjusted his glasses and answered straightforwardly, "I have to meet Xiao He in person."
Shen Miao nodded, “Yes, I need to meet Xiao He in person before I can make a judgment.”
Doctors are different from scammers who can make up a convincing story in just a few words. Every word in the diagnosis given by a doctor must be well-founded and must be consistent with the patient's condition.
They haven't seen what the exact situation is with He Shengwei yet, so they can't jump to conclusions based on the one-sided statement from He's parents.
Did they really mean that their son was crazy? Did they really mean that their son had to eat one ginseng root a day? No one knows whether there is any exaggeration or concealment in this, so we must meet him in person.
Even if Shen Miao had some guesses in her mind, she couldn’t say it out loud before meeting He Shengwei.
It just so happened that He Xinjun and Wang Juan were frightened enough by the two scammers, and now they could calm down a little and sort out their broken emotions.
Before He Shengwei came back, Jiang Xiaozhen chatted with He Xinjun about some more details of life, and the camera also shot several clips in the house to provide more material for subsequent editing.
From the words written by He's parents, Shen Miao could sense that He Shengwei was once a very sensible child. He was independent and had his own opinions since he was young. Although he did not have many friends around him, everyone spoke highly of him.
It’s no wonder that it’s hard for parents to accept that such an excellent child suddenly goes crazy.
"Who are you?"
As they were chatting, a boy's voice was heard from outside the open door.
His voice was alert, like a stray cat wandering in the alley that suddenly saw a person, arching its back while showing its claws.
His eyes moved around among the people in the room, and his expression suddenly changed: "What are you doing in my house?"
His name is He Shengwei.
Hmm, it's a little different from what I imagined...
From what I heard from He's parents just now, He Shengwei should be an ordinary person with a tall, plain appearance and a bit of bookish air. However, the He Shengwei in front of me is not only extraordinary, he can even be said to be quite handsome.
It's not the kind of handsomeness that men and women appreciate, but the kind of handsomeness that has been packaged and dressed up. It's like a piece of fruit candy. It may look ordinary when placed at a party, but it will look extremely delicious when placed in the window of a shopping mall.
He Shengwei is like a piece of fruit candy put in a display window.
His temperament is totally inconsistent with the poverty of this family, and this temperament does not seem to be brought by "being well-read and elegant", but is given by the denim suit he wears and the white Huili brand shoes on his feet.
When their eyes briefly touched, Shen Miao seemed to see a hint of negative emotion: Was it disgust? Was it resistance? She couldn't describe it either, this emotion was not only towards outsiders like them, but also towards his own parents.
"Don't be afraid, they are here to help."
Seeing her son coming back, Wang Juan quickly stood up and walked over to comfort him, saying, "They are reporters and doctors from the TV station. They are here to treat you."
It is obvious that He Shengwei didn't know that his parents had someone come to treat his illness.
After entering the house, he threw his bag on the chair. He ignored the presence of other people in the house, pulled Wang Juan aside, and asked in a low voice, "Did you buy my medicine?"
"Not yet..." Wang Juan rubbed the corner of her clothes nervously, turned her head and looked at other people, as if asking them for help, "Let the doctors take a look first, maybe they can cure it? If they can, today..."
Boom!
Before Wang Juan finished her words, He Shengwei's fist landed on the table beside her.
Wang Juan has experienced this situation more than once, but every time it happens, she would be scared. She couldn't believe that her well-behaved and sensible son would become the "madman" who was yelling at her.
"Mom, do you know how much pain I've endured?! The doctor at the hospital said it can't be cured, so why did you bring these messed-up people here?!"
He Shengwei's tone became higher and higher, and his voice became louder and louder, as if his fist would fall on his own mother in the next second.
"Young man, don't talk to your mother like that. Your mother is doing this for your own good." Zhang Rong stepped forward and tried to help Wang Juan speak up. "If we can really cure your illness, your family's burden will be less, right?"
"Heal it! Heal it! How to heal it! Tell me how to heal it!"
It was obvious that He Shengwei did not appreciate her kindness. In just a few minutes, the seemingly delicious candy turned into a highly lethal bomb that could explode at any time.
"I've been treated so many times! Is it useless? Huh?"
Boom! Boom!
He Shengwei cursed loudly and pounded the table twice, "It's useless to waste time like this. In the end, won't I be the one who suffers? Have you ever considered my feelings? Ahhhh!"
Is this starting to go crazy?
Shen Miao was a little frightened by He Shengwei's reaction. His face was too ferocious, and his palms were red from being beaten. It seemed that in the next second he would turn the gun around and beat everyone in the room to the ground.
But Shen Wanshan, who was standing next to her, had no reaction, and there was no other emotion in his eyes except indifference.
Well, it's a bit like the way my grandfather looked at me when I was a kid and I didn't want to study and wanted to go out to play and lie on the ground and throw a tantrum.
Just watch yourself "going crazy" quietly, and when the fun is over, use the soles of your shoes to give yourself a good lesson.
"Xiaowei, don't worry. Your mother and I are doing this for your own good, and also for..."
“Ah! Aaaaah!”
I don’t know if he really lost his mind or just didn’t want to listen to He Xinjun anymore, but He Shengwei started shouting at a higher volume.
Zhang Rong: "This is crazy! This kid has been controlled by the little devil again!"
It would have been fine if Zhang Rong hadn't shouted, but as soon as he said this, the "evil spirit" in He Shengwei's body took over his body in an instant as if it had heard some command, and he started to show his fangs and claws to them without caring who was around him.
"Get out! Get out! Get out now!"
Realizing that his son had gone crazy again, He Xinjun no longer cared about the pain and rushed to He Shengwei to prevent him from hurting the people around him: "Rope, bring the rope quickly!"
Seeing her son having a seizure, Wang Juan's tears welled up again. However, she did not dare to waste time and hurried to the kitchen to get a hemp rope as thick as a finger.
"Don't tie me up! Get out! Get out of here! No filming! Throw away your broken stuff!"
Seeing that the person in charge of filming kept pointing the camera at him, He Shengwei became even crazier. While struggling to get up from the table, he kicked him hard, trying to kick his camera off.
Seeing that He Xinjun was about to be unable to control him on his own, Liang Xu and another cameraman nearby hurried forward to help.
They tied his hands and clamped his arms, and it took a long time before they managed to subdue him.
Finally, when He Shengwei was put back on the bed in his bedroom, he was like a rice dumpling just out of the pot: to prevent him from going crazy and hurting others or himself, his hands and feet were tied tightly, and a piece of cloth was blocked in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.
But even so, he still couldn't calm down. He stared at everyone fiercely with his eyes, and his red eyeballs were almost bleeding.
Seeing He Shengwei's wrists red from being tied up by the rope and his legs bruised from accidentally bumping into them during his struggle, Wang Juan could no longer control her emotions. She ran into the bathroom, closed the door, and burst into tears alone.
"Son! My son! How could you become like this? How can your mother live in the future?..."
Listening to Wang Juan’s helpless cry, Shen Miao felt very uncomfortable, her nose felt sore when she breathed, and her eyes became moist.
Bang bang…
After the chaotic atmosphere in the house calmed down a little, someone knocked on the He family's door.
"Is Sister Wang home?"
He is a neighbor who lives in the same building, on the sixth floor. He and Wang Juan are both workers in the third workshop of the first line.
He Xinjun wiped his face with a towel and forced a smile as he opened the door. "She's not feeling well. What do you want to see her for?"
The woman took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to him, saying, "I heard from my sister that this doctor is very good at treating madness. If you have time, try to contact him and see if he can cure Xiaowei's disease."
"Yes," He Xinjun took the note and nodded gratefully at her, "Thank you, Sister Liu, thank you..."
In order to help He Shengwei calm down quickly, He Xinjun temporarily took Jiang Xiaozhen and others out of their home.
While waiting, Jiang Xiaozhen also interviewed several neighbors who were familiar with the He family, and got to know He Shengwei better through their perspectives.
A neighbor lady said: "Xiaowei, Xiaowei is a very smart child. He has been obedient since he was young. He has never made his parents worry for a minute. Everyone who sees him has to praise him."
An elderly grandfather: "Xiaowei is the top student in our school. He always scores the best in the final exams every year. Alas, how could he get this disease..."
A primary school student: "Wei Ge was very good to us. He used to take me out to play and even brought me candies when he came back from school in Hai City~"
In the family compound, from the eighty-year-old old lady to the six- or seven-year-old child, everyone praised He Shengwei. He was the benchmark for the children in the cotton mill family compound and the pride of all the elders. Of course, this was before he became insane...
Seeing a once sensible and obedient child become like this, everyone would feel sorry for him, so they would try every means to find out if there is any way to cure madness. No matter whether it is true or false, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they would take the initiative to tell He Xinjun and his wife and ask them to try it as soon as possible.
After waiting outside for nearly half an hour, the noise in the house finally weakened a lot.
"Let me go talk to him first," Liang Xu took out a pen from his pocket and a booklet from his trouser pocket as he followed He Xinjun upstairs. "I want to learn more about Xiao He's symptoms."
Shen Miao secretly glanced at the contents of the booklet, and she didn’t know when he started writing, but there were already a few words written on it, but they were all in English.
P? H?
She didn't quite see what was written, nor did she understand what it meant.
Before He Xinjun could speak, Zhang Rong smacked his lips impatiently, "Tsk, the situation is already very obvious now. It's useless to observe and try to figure out what's going on. The key is to get treatment."
After that, she took off the cloth bag around her waist and said to He Xinjun confidently, "Brother, I now know the specific situation. Let me do it. I am confident that I can definitely cure our child!"
She was so sure about this guarantee that Shen Wanshan's eyes widened a little when he heard it: This liar is so bold.
"Thank you, Master Zhang! Thank you, thank you so much!!"
When she arrived at the door of her house, Zhang Rong officially started her performance before she even entered the house.
"Taishang Laojun has arrived, demons and monsters, get out of the way!"
Crash!
She first shouted towards the house, then grabbed a handful of beans and threw them into the house.
The beans of various colors scattered everywhere after hitting the wall, and the already messy ground suddenly became even more messy.
Afterwards, Zhang Rong walked towards He Shengwei's bedroom while muttering something, placing each step precisely on the beans on the ground and making various gestures with his fingers in the air.
The person in charge of filming followed her very seriously, afraid of missing any of her movements. If it was really useful, it could be edited into positive material in post-production. If it was useless, it could also serve as a negative example.
"Get out! Get out!"
After seeing them come back, He Shengwei, who had finally calmed down, started to go crazy again.
"Get out of here! I don't want to see you! Ahhhh! I don't want to see you!!"
He Shengwei was even crazier than before. Wang Juan, who was standing by, couldn't stand it any longer, so she wiped her tears and prepared to go out, "Dad, I'd better go buy some ginseng for Xiao. If he can't be cured, don't treat him. Going crazy is better than losing his life..."
Which mother can accept watching her son go crazy in front of her more than once without being able to do anything about it?
So she chose to compromise and admit defeat.
If he can't be cured, then don't treat him. Even if she has to sell everything she has, she is willing to support him for the rest of his life!
"Don't worry."
Zhang Rong stopped her and took out a handful of beans from his cloth bag: "What he needs is not ginseng, but the little ghost is bothering him. Just feed him a handful of Taishang Laojun's coal ash and he will be fine."
The coal ash of Taishang Laojun is omnipotent. It can drive away evil spirits, cure diseases, and even drive away ghosts...
Oh, no wonder the Monkey King had to drill into his alchemy furnace back then, it turns out he was coveting his coal ash!
Zhang Rong continued to chant the spell, then walked up to He Shengwei and smashed the beans on him.
"Get out of here, get out of here, all these monsters, get out of here..."
"Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..."
One handful after another, first hitting his stomach, then his legs, and even his back... The beans didn't look big, but such a large handful would hurt a lot when hit by them, not to mention that she was hitting him from such a close distance.
Looking at her posture, it didn't seem like she was treating He Shengwei at all. Instead, it seemed like she was treating him as a punching bag where she could vent her anger at will.
Finally, she grabbed a handful of beans and recited a long spell, then signaled Wang Juan to help pry open his mouth so that she could feed the "coal ash from Laozi's alchemy furnace" to the "little ghost" in his body.
He Shengwei was originally just mad, but after being hit by Zhang Rong with beans, there was obviously more resentment in his eyes and his breathing became heavier.
Just as Zhang Rong came over and was about to feed the beans into his mouth, He Shengwei seized the opportunity, suddenly arched his body, broke free from Wang Juan's restraints, and bit her wrist.
"Ouch! Oh my God!"
Zhang Rong didn't expect that the crazy He Shengwei would open his mouth and bite people. His hand loosened and the handful of beans just "splashed" to the ground.
He Shengwei's bite was intended to draw blood, leaving no room at all. In just a moment, drops of blood dripped down her hand onto the ground.
Fortunately, Wang Juan found out and helped pull her hand out in time, otherwise if He Shengwei had used more force, the piece of flesh on her wrist would have been bitten off.
Looking at the teeth marks on his wrist, Zhang Rong stepped back in fear, his calves trembling constantly.
Seeing that Zhang Rong's hand was bleeding, He Xinjun hurried over to get a towel to wrap it for her. He didn't care about disinfection or not, he just wanted to stop the bleeding quickly.
"Oh my God, oh my God..."
Sitting on the chair, Zhang Rong's forehead was sweating from the pain. It seemed that she was really scared by He Shengwei. She didn't expect that the "ghost" in his body would be so difficult to deal with.
"The ghost power in your little body is quite high. I, I..." Zhang Rong swallowed.
She didn't say anything else, probably because she didn't want to admit defeat so clearly.
After all, it was less than half an hour since she made such a solemn promise. It was a bit too fast to say that she couldn't cure it after being bitten by He Shengwei.
Looking at the towel soaked with blood, Shen Wanshan just curled his lips in silence and said nothing.
He had long expected that there would be a good show today, but he didn't expect it to be such a good show. Hearing her trembling wailing, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
"I just said that if you can't be cured, you must completely let go of the world and cultivate your character before you can make up for it."
Taoist priest Wang Yunfeng also couldn't hold back, but he used the most disdainful tone and said the most sarcastic words, "You are trying to forcibly interfere with the karma of others. Look, you are getting retribution."
Zhang Rong: …
Zhang Rong was already in so much pain that she couldn't breathe. After hearing what he said, her face turned even darker. If there weren't so many people watching, she would have stood up and given him a bloody slap.
Wang Juan: "Don't treat it yet. Go buy some ginseng and let Xiao recover first."
I don’t know if it was because of the blood, but He Shengwei in the room became even crazier.
This was not going to work, so Wang Juan had no choice but to ask He Xinjun to go out and buy some ginseng to stabilize her son's condition.
"No need to buy it, I have it with me."
Shen Wanshan said as he touched his pocket, “I heard that he was seriously ill, so I put some ginseng in my pocket when I went out today.”
Shen Miao: ???
When was it installed? How come she doesn’t know?
He Xinjun replied: "No, ordinary ginseng slices won't work. It has to be ginseng that's over 20 years old."
"This is a ginseng that is more than 20 years old," Shen Wanshan said, and took out a small cloth bag, "This is an old ginseng that is more than 100 years old. It was passed down from my father's generation. I have never been willing to use it."
Shen Miao was even more confused.
It is true that there are ginseng slices at home, and there are also some ginseng slices that are 20 years old, but when did we find ginseng slices that are more than 100 years old? !
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