Because the body of the person being expelled did not contain any Gu worms, it would not cause a reaction from their own kind. Fearing that it might affect Qi Banxian in the house, they stayed in the courtyard and dared not move. They just sat quietly under the eaves, nervously clasping their hands together, slightly stunned.
The words Qi Banxian had just said would echo in their minds.
He seemed to be saying that as long as the Gu worms were removed and the body was properly nourished, the Ji family line could be passed down again.
Over the years, from the wedding of the first grandchild in the family to now, more than ten years have passed. We have experienced the birth of three children and the death of two. This grief and despair are deeply ingrained in our bones.
The older women of the Ji family, the wives who had been married into the family for several years, and the young wives who disregarded the Ji family's curse of having no children for love, all had red eyes and couldn't help but imagine the arrival of their newborns.
Everyone in the family has already expelled the Gu worms from their bodies; now it's the old man's turn.
Although Grandpa Ji was excitedly shaking Qi Banxian's hand, his grateful gaze was directed at Ke Meiyu.
He was a man with one foot in the grave. In fact, apart from being obsessed with saving face, he had seen through everything. Everyone dies sooner or later.
However, he was too ashamed to face his parents and ancestors, so he let the once illustrious Ji family disappear into the annals of history, leaving no descendants!
Now, the last bit of worry that had been weighing on his chest was gone, and the old man was more deeply moved than anyone else in the Ji family.
The latter couldn't help feeling guilty and gave the person an awkward smile.
They say old ginger is spicier, and the old man saw the crux of the matter at a glance.
Qi Banxian smiled and reassured him, "Old man, you also have Gu worms in your body. The paralysis is a symptom caused by the Gu worms. I will remove the Gu worms, and your health will definitely improve, but I cannot guarantee how well you will recover."
With tears welling in his somewhat cloudy eyes, Old Master Ji nodded heavily and closed his eyes.
Qi Banxian glanced at Ke Meiyu as usual. By now, Ke Meiyu had changed seven or eight kinds of snacks and was eating a homemade hawthorn lollipop.
Qi Banxian was already very skilled at applying the stiffening talisman to Old Master Ji, even when he was speaking directly to the old man's head.
Before he could even sprinkle the medicinal powder on the Gu worms after taking them out, Ke Meiyu stepped forward, took out a syringe, inserted it into the incision, and drew out the stagnant blood, thus destroying the Gu worms that had grown to the size of walnuts.
Ke Meiyu took out a life-saving talisman and carefully tore a hole in it.
The talisman was like an IV bag, with drops of emerald green, sesame-seed-sized beads falling down and drilling along the cut to the damaged area invaded by the Gu worm.
Once the liquid stopped dripping from the talisman, Ke Meiyu applied the medicinal powder to the old man.
If she hadn't been so mentally exhausted recently, she could have guided the spiritual energy from a life-giving talisman to circulate through the old man's body.
Now the entire talisman is dripped onto his paralyzed area; it's unknown how much he can absorb or how much effect it will have.
However, Ke Meiyu's eyes flickered, and she clasped her hands together in a devout prayer.
Throughout his life, the old man upheld the Ji family's ancestral precepts, cultivating his character, educating his children and grandchildren, controlling the direction of the family, and treating others with kindness. He never slacked off for a single day.
It can be said that the good deeds the old man has done are just like Mr. Lei's, enough to fill an entire train. Such a person is called a great philanthropist, who can accumulate profound blessings that will benefit the next life. His good fortune will never be changed because others have taken it away.
In other words, what has happened can never be erased. Just as external glory and honor can be temporarily taken away, they can also be rebuilt! There is always a way out.
The old man will surely recover quickly and live to be a hundred years old, surrounded by his children and grandchildren, living the life a truly virtuous person should have.
When Grandpa Ji woke up, his numb and cold body regained feeling. He tried to lift his arms and stretch his legs. Although the movements were not very smooth, it gave him hope.
No one wants to lie in bed without dignity, unable to take care of themselves, and dependent on their children and grandchildren for service, even if the children are filial.
He smiled and nodded, then struggled to sit up slowly. "Good kids, you're really capable!"
"Although science is being promoted and superstitions are being dispelled, the world is full of wonders, and many things cannot be explained or solved by science. It's rare to find young people like you who understand these things."
"I hope you can persevere on this path. There are too many people like the Ji family waiting for your salvation."
Qi Banxian and Ke Meiyu were both stunned for a moment. They didn't think too much about it; they simply wanted to help the Ji family get back on track.
Now, thanks to the old man's encouragement, they are being defined as a profession like shamans, and their goal is to help people achieve happiness and well-being.
The two exchanged a glance and gave him an awkward smile. They decided to deal with the future later; their lives were too long and uncertain for either of them to know what they would do the next day.
After seeing Old Master Ji off, it was Ji Yuchen's turn next.
The little guy is over six years old, but he is thin and frail, not as tall as the four-year-olds who run around the village, and his bones are so thin that you can see them!
His eyes appeared unusually large, completely black without any light, even though his family had been excitedly telling him that he would soon recover and be able to run and jump like a normal child.
Ji Yuchen remained unchanged, not daring to harbor any hope. After all, he was born with the assumption that his existence was an accident that could end at any moment. He was terrified of the despair of climbing out of hell only to be pushed off a cliff again.
Rather than that, he'd rather not hold onto any hope.
But he was only a six-year-old child who had never seen the beauty of the world. How could he be content with that?
Ke Meiyu walked up to him with a light laugh, half-squatted down, and ruffled his thinning, yellow hair. "Don't be afraid, with Aunt Yu here, everything will be alright!"
Ji Yuchen tilted his head slightly to look at her, and his pale, bluish face suddenly broke into a smile, a smile that could melt winter snow. "Aunt Yu, I believe in you!"
Ke Meiyu had mixed feelings.
She herself hadn't actually given anything, but for the Ji family, it was a turning point in their lives.
Many other people also bear different burdens due to physical discomfort.
But so what?
She came from the apocalypse and has long since become indifferent to everything. She is selfish to the core, and apart from her family, she only helps others because of a liking for them.
Qi Banxian drew out the Gu worms from Ji Yuchen's body, dripped a life-giving talisman on them, and then applied medicinal powder.
Once the effect of the stun spell wore off, Ji Yuchen opened his eyes, blinked blankly, and felt most of his pain disappear. His whole body felt as if it were floating on water, which made him relax and his lips couldn't help but turn up.
"Aunt Yu?" He looked at Ke Meiyu eagerly, waiting for an answer.
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