A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Master, my son suddenly fell ill recently, and we couldn't find out what kind of disease he had in the hospital. Please, save my son. My wife and I are willing to go bankrupt in exchange for our son's life."

Shu Ange clicked on the private message, looked at the earnest words above, and returned concisely: "Address, contact information, details."

The reason why she asked about the specific situation was that some people asked for help indiscriminately. Even a baby who is sick and coughs more than ever, has to turn to Shu Ange for help.

When you are sick, you should go to the hospital, burn incense and worship Buddha, and hope for the gods. Isn't it a joke.

Another set of computers, Qiao Bin and his wife stared at the screen with blood-red eyes.

The son's face was sallow, wrinkled all over his face, thin as a handful of bones, like a little old man, lying sickly on the big bed behind them.

During this period of time, the two were so anxious that they traveled to large and small hospitals in Dongning City, and even went to a large hospital in the capital.

No matter where he went, no tests could detect the specific cause of his son.

The son is getting weaker and weaker every day, and he almost died a few times.

The doctor has issued several critical illness notices, and finally told them with a face of regret. The hospital is powerless, and in the last days, let's meet the children's wishes more.

For parents, the hardest thing to give up is the child.

How could the husband and wife watch their child die, and the hospital couldn't find anything wrong, so they prayed to God and worshipped Buddha, looking for all possible ways to save the child.

"Reply, Master replied!"

Qiao Bin almost jumped up when he saw the small golden envelope in the corner kept flashing.

Cheng Huanhuan wiped away her tears, grabbed Qiao Bin's arm tightly and said, "Quick, go and see what Master replied."

She didn't dare to look back at the child, for fear that she could not hold back her majestic tears at a glance.

Thinking that the child might leave him, Cheng Huanhuan could not wait to die for the child and live well for him.

"Master, let us explain the address and contact information, and the specific situation."

Qiao Bin stammered, his hands shaking on the keyboard.

"I type faster than you, for me."

Recently, the two have read a lot of stories about masters on the spiritual forum.

Even if the legendary master is a liar, the couple are willing to give it a try.

Cheng Huanhuan wiped away her tears and quickly described the specific situation of her son.

"Master, we are from the Mingang District of Dongning. A month ago, my son suddenly started to get sick, and he went to various hospitals to find out the problem. ."

At this point, Cheng Huanhuan wiped away her tears.

"The doctor has checked and my family Xingqi is not suffering from senility or other diseases, but is suffering from unexplained senescence. Before my son became ill, he had played with us in the countryside. My husband and I suspected that he had hit an evil spirit."

After briefly describing his son's situation, Cheng Huanhuan was about to press send, and Qiao Bin reminded: "Send a photo of your son, please ask the master."

He was really about to despair. The couple worked hard in the city for so many years before they had their own nest.

They have only one son, and they have been raised carefully since childhood. Xingqi is well-behaved and smart, and they don't need to worry about their studies and life.

These days, whenever Qiao Bin thinks about the debt he owes to his son when he is busy at work, his heart is overturned and uncomfortable.

Cheng Huanhuan put the photos saved in the computer into the attachment and sent them to the master.

"Still looking at the forum?"

Xia Wu's voice suddenly sounded, and Shu Ange said without looking back: "Well, if you are idle, you are also idle. There is a child who is in a bit of an emergency. Listening to the family's narration, it is not like Zhongxie, but his life has been changed. already."

At this time, Xia Wu also saw the little old man in the photo.

The child opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy, and he was hunched like a little old man.

"It's true that someone's life has been changed. It looks like he will have a few days to live."

Xia Wu's indifferent tone made people unable to discern any emotion.

He is a very complex person who can dedicate himself to protecting the common people, but he is very indifferent to the life, old age, sickness and death of ordinary people.

Perhaps this is the true nature of the gods. They guard the peace of the world, not someone's protector.

"Let's go there tomorrow morning."

After Shu Ange came to a conclusion, he made an appointment with Qiao Bin and his wife.

After seeing the message from the master, Cheng Huanhuan couldn't hold back the excitement in his chest any longer. He turned to lie on the bed, held his son's hand, and burst into tears.

She buried her face on the bed, afraid that her sensible son would be sad, so she did not dare to cry, and her back kept heaving.

Qiao Bin looked at his son's haggard and terrifying appearance, and his chest hurt for a while.

Tomorrow is the last hope for the couple. If the master has no choice, they may really lose their beloved son.

The weather was dry for a long time, and it snowed lightly in the morning.

Shu Ange held a black umbrella and wore an off-white thin woolen coat, and walked down from the taxi with Xia Wu.

Mingang District belongs to the urban and rural collection department, and there are high-rise buildings and private houses here.

When the two walked to the traffic light, Shu Ange took out his mobile phone and called Cheng Huanhuan.

"Hello, I've arrived, black umbrella, off-white coat."

"Master, I am here!"

Cheng Huanhuan stayed on the side of the road early in the morning, after the phone got through. She looked around for the first time, and at a glance, she saw the two Shu Ange with outstanding temperament.

The master was younger than she had imagined, and her clothes were not what she expected.

Cheng Huanhuan felt a little more at ease when he saw clearly the appearance of the two under the black umbrella.

How can ordinary people have such a temperament and appearance, these two masters are definitely capable.

"Hello, two masters. My name is Cheng Huanhuan and I am Qiao Xingqi's mother. Please come this way, my house is nearby. Thank you for your reasoning. We are willing to give everything in exchange for our son's life."

She said a long sentence in one breath, and Shu Ange nodded slightly.

"Look at the children first, and talk about other things later."

Xia Wu was wearing a light gray woolen coat and a pure white cashmere scarf today. Her lips were as pink as peach petals, and she looked younger than Shu Ange.

He didn't speak, and Cheng Huanhuan didn't dare to talk to him.

Cheng Huanhuan took the two of them to an old community, and when they led them up the stairs, he said embarrassedly, "The community is too old, there is no elevator, it's been hard work for the two masters, I'll help you get an umbrella. "

"It's not hard, the umbrella is not heavy, I carry it myself."

The corridor is narrow and cramped, the walls are covered with graffiti, and there are cobwebs in the corners.

The Qiao family's economic level is not good, and their determination to give everything for their children makes Shu Ange very moved.

"Arrived, the place is small, the two masters will come."

Cheng Huanhuan took the key to open the door, and Qiao Bin greeted him immediately: "Is the master here?"