Chapter 299 Don't Be Superstitious
After replying to the message, Han Nianlu quickly turned off the screen of her phone and put it aside and said:
"My uncle has two children: a sister who is three years older than me and is studying for a master's degree at the school next door, and a brother who is in the second grade of junior high school at the affiliated middle school next door.
Just half a month ago, the sister who was studying for a master's degree suddenly fainted in the laboratory. She exercised regularly and had physical examinations on time and did not have any illness.
After fainting this time, I was diagnosed with leukemia, but it was acute leukemia, which is very likely to be cured."
"Lulu, there's nothing wrong with what you're saying. Maybe it wasn't detected during the previous physical examination. It's normal, right?"
After hearing this, Li Manxiang frowned and said, I don’t see anything strange about this.
"If it was just this incident, it wouldn't make me think of all those weird things. Just a week ago, my younger brother, who is in the eighth grade, broke his leg during physical education class at school. It was really broken.
Three days ago, that aunt also sprained her ankle while walking up the stairs while going to the hospital to take care of the siblings. Isn't that weird? It's a combination of all the bad things that happened at once."
"This is too unlucky. The whole family is suffering from bad luck."
After hearing this, Li Manxiang and Yi Cong'an both expressed sympathy.
"That's right. The company was already struggling, and everyone in the family, big and small, was hospitalized. I've been with Rourou for so long, so naturally I started thinking about that. Rourou, do you think this is normal?"
After Han Nianlu finished speaking, she looked at Qing Yanrou expectantly. If it was really her uncle's family that was unlucky, then there was nothing she could do about it, but what if it was really as she thought?
Then she could also introduce Rourou to them, which would be a piece of cake for her.
Rourou makes money, and they avoid disaster.
"I need to see them in person to judge the specific situation."
Qing Yanrou finally put down the book in her hand and listened attentively to her story about that family. Now that she asked her, she opened her mouth to reply.
"Okay, okay, then I'll take you there this weekend?"
"OK."
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The weekend came quickly, and Chu Tingbai didn't have to work overtime, so he stayed with her.
When the three of them arrived outside the hospital ward, Han Nianlu saw Uncle Zhou, who used to be so high-spirited and talking about the market with her father, now sitting dejectedly on a chair outside the ward.
He lowered his head, and his hands kept pulling at his hair, which was already turning slightly gray.
"Uncle Zhou, I brought my friend here."
The middle-aged man sitting decadently in the chair immediately raised his head and looked at her when he heard her voice.
"Lulu, thank you so much."
Zhou Xinjun quickly stood up and went to greet him.
Han Nianlu told her father when Qing Yanrou said she would come over to visit on the weekend, and Han's father told his long-time friend Zhou Xinjun about it.
Zhou Xinjun didn't believe these things at first, but Han's father told him about the magical hair-growth talisman and what happened later on the day of Han Nianlu's coming-of-age ceremony.
After hearing this, Zhou Xinjun thought about the bad luck that had befallen his family recently, and finally decided to give it a try.
"This is my good friend Qing Yanrou. She owns a Taoist temple. Even the elders of Baiyun Temple often invite her to teach their disciples. If your family's problems are really related to those things, then she can definitely help you solve it."
Han Nianlu introduced Qing Yanrou to him, her tone full of pride.
"Master Qing, I'll leave it to you."
Zhou Xinjun was still a little skeptical at first, but when Han Nianlu moved out of Baiyun Temple, he believed it a little more.
After all, Baiyun Temple is a century-old temple and has a high status in Beijing.
The fact that Baiyun Temple invited this little girl to teach its disciples must mean that she has something extraordinary.
He now actually hoped that his family had encountered something unclean, which would make the problem easier to solve.
"It's okay, go in and take a look at them first."
When Qing Yanrou saw Zhou Xinjun's face full of black energy, she knew that his family was not unlucky in the ordinary sense.
Unexpectedly, Han Nianlu guessed it right. It seems that the influence of more than a year is still very useful.
As soon as she entered the ward, Qing Yanrou's delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
The black air in the ward was about to swallow up the person on the bed. If she had arrived a little later, the person would have been beyond saving.
Without waiting for Zhou Xinjun to speak, she quickly walked to the bedside, stretched out her arm and waved it a few times in the air above the bed. The black air covering the patient dissipated, revealing a pale little face on the bed.
It was Zhou Xinjun’s daughter Zhou Qianqian.
She was unconscious at the time, and Zhou Xinjun pressed the pager in a hurry.
The two sober ordinary people present did not notice the black air just now, but after Qing Yanrou did all that, they clearly felt that the room was brighter.
Zhou Xinjun felt this change and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
Does this mean that his family's misfortune is truly caused by an evil spirit? And this little girl looks capable. Perhaps his family really can be saved.
"Master, please look at my daughter. Does she really have leukemia?" he asked in a slightly nervous voice.
"Yes and no."
After saying that, Qing Yanrou took the disposable paper cup beside her and took a cup of warm water from the water dispenser next to her, while he looked at her with confusion.
She took out a talisman from her bag and muttered something. After a while, the talisman caught fire in her hand without any fire. She put the burning talisman into the paper cup.
In a moment, the talisman dissolved in the water.
When Zhou Xinjun saw that she was about to feed the magic water to his daughter, he instinctively wanted to stop her, but then he thought of everything that had just happened and swallowed the words back.
He quickly sat down on the hospital bed and helped lift his daughter up so that she could drink the talisman water.
Zhou Qianqian, who had her eyes closed and fainted, only felt a warm current flowing through her throat. The warm current flowed through her limbs and instantly dispelled the cold air in her body.
She slowly woke up and found her father looking at her worriedly, "Dad."
Her voice was extremely weak, but Zhou Xinjun, who had been paying attention to her, immediately noticed that she had woken up.
"Qianqian, Qianqian, how do you feel?"
"What's wrong with the patient? Get out of the way."
Before Zhou Qianqian could answer him, she heard hurried footsteps coming from the door, and several nurses and doctors walked in and asked anxiously.
"Doctor, please help me check my daughter."
When Zhou Xinjun saw them coming, he asked them to check Zhou Qianqian's physical condition.
"It looks like it's in good condition. I'll do a detailed examination later."
The attending doctor looked at him for a long time and then comforted him. However, when he saw the talisman ash remaining in the paper cup next to him out of the corner of his eye, his brows, which had just relaxed, frowned again.
"Don't believe those feudal folk remedies. She has acute leukemia, which is very curable. Don't use those to mess with the child's body."
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