I am the only one who can do it: I think I am really going to become an immortal

The fine-tuning of my short-term plan in version 8.0 is that the time for practicing transparent world perception in the afternoon has been adjusted from to o'clock to to o'clock.

It's not as tight as before.

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Shucheng West China Hospital.

In the afternoon, the sunlight was no longer as gentle as it was in the early morning. Instead, it slanted into the hospital corridor with a bit of laziness and warmth.

The light passed through the half-open curtains and was divided into beams of light, which were reflected on the ground, interweaving with the long shadows to create a series of mottled pictures.

Walking in such a corridor, even if you have many worries in your heart, you will unconsciously slow down your pace because of the tranquility and warmth. Perhaps at this moment, you can find a little comfort and peace of mind.

At this moment, Jiang Anping and her mother, who were in the consultation room, were in extremely complicated moods.

The mother was filled with hope and anxiety.

Jiang Anping was a little confused and bewildered, but his face showed calmness.

"So from yesterday afternoon till now, you have no more coughing symptoms?"

The doctor pushed up his glasses and asked the two people in front of him while looking at the various instrument diagnosis reports made by Jiang Anping.

Hear the words.

Jiang Anping's mother quickly pushed Jiang Anping who was in a daze.

In response to this, Jiang Anping nodded silently and gave a reply.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

I took a nap in the study yesterday afternoon, and all my serious symptoms seemed to have disappeared.

She was clearly in a very serious condition a few days ago.

It was so serious that whenever I went out to eat with Sun Huiwen, I would cough so hard that I could hardly breathe. I had to go to the hospital for checkups every few days.

A cup of bitter Chinese medicine is always kept on hand.

But since waking up yesterday afternoon.

Everything has changed.

That afternoon, the sun lazily penetrated the half-closed curtains and sprinkled on her peaceful face. The words between the pages seemed to jump on the edge of dream and wakefulness, leading her into a long and deep dream.

When I woke up, the sun had already set and my whole body was covered in a layer of light golden color, as if even time had become soft and slow at that moment.

From that moment on, Jiang Anping felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation permeating every inch of her skin.

Those minor physical ailments that troubled her day after day - occasional headaches, tightness in the shoulders and neck, indescribable fatigue, and the cough that had plagued her all her life.

It seemed as if everything had disappeared along with that dream.

Her body was as light as if it was blown by the first breeze of spring, and every joint and every nerve was cheering silently, celebrating an inexplicable freedom.

This feeling is so strange.

To the point that Jiang Anping once doubted whether he had really woken up from the dream.

She tried stretching her limbs and could clearly feel that she no longer felt stiff as before; she tried taking a deep breath and her chest felt full of freshness and vitality, without any sense of oppression.

Everything is so real.

She couldn't help but recall fragments of her dream, vague but full of meaning, as if something was whispering to her in the depths of her dream, giving her strength and healing.

But what it is exactly is as elusive as the morning mist.

"To be honest, my advice is to observe first. The fact that he has stopped coughing is good news, but your child has a rare disease in the world after all, so it's hard for me to make any judgment easily."

The doctor said this after hesitating for a long time.

He told the truth.

He really didn't dare to make any decision easily.

Jiang Anping has been here many times, with countless medical records and diagnostic data, but the cause of the disease and the cure have never been truly determined.

This is a very rare disease with a clear cause that is difficult to find.

Fortunately, it was just a persistent cough and intermittent breathing difficulties, which was not actually fatal.

We have tried our best before, even trying psychiatric and psychological treatments.

But in the end, only conservative treatment was possible.

That is to say, use some gentle Chinese medicine methods to maintain and regulate as much as possible.

So this time.

He also made the same judgment and decided to observe for a while.

"Doctor, do you think Anping might have recovered on her own?"

Jiang Anping's mother had concern in her eyes.

I couldn't help but ask the doctor in front of me.

The doctor sighed softly, his eyes showing both helplessness and warmth.

"The human body is amazing, and we cannot rule out the possibility of self-healing. Sometimes an improvement in mental state, a change in living environment, or even a change of seasons can stimulate the body's potential for recovery."

"Has Anping experienced anything special during this period, or has his mood changed? These may be influencing factors."

The doctor gave hope seriously.

Because he understood that the child's mother urgently needed this at this moment.

"Let me think..." Jiang Anping's mother pondered for a moment, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, "Indeed, Anping made several new friends some time ago, and he looks much happier than before. Right, Anping, you should be very happy, right?"

Jiang Anping was silent for a moment after hearing this.

Then he touched the jade sword pendant on his chest and nodded seriously.

all of us are……

very good friend.

The doctor saw this and said with a hint of affirmation: "A happy mood and closeness to nature are all excellent 'medicines'. We might as well follow this direction and continue to encourage Anping to maintain such a positive lifestyle."

"I will prescribe some Chinese medicine for her to help consolidate this positive trend. Of course, regular check-ups are still necessary to ensure that everything is moving in a positive direction."

After saying that, the doctor handed Jiang Anping's mother a prescription for medicine.

Jiang Anping's mother took the list, her frown finally relaxed, and she nodded gratefully, "Thank you, doctor, we will pay attention. As long as Anping is healthy, everything is worth it."

Done.

She excitedly took Jiang Anping to get the medicine.

Jiang Anping just followed behind silently.

It would be nice to have hope of recovery, but she has always been a calm person.

Except when he is very persistent about certain things, it is difficult for him to show too much expression even on important matters like his own.

The elevator descends slowly.

The mother and daughter inside had one calm expression and the other excited expression.

"Anping, let's go worship the gods in a few days."

Jiang Anping's mother said this with some excitement.

However, when he saw that Jiang Anping was unmoved.

Recalling that Jiang Anping didn't like to accompany her to church before, and recalling that she exchanged the cross necklace she asked for for a jade sword given by a friend.

Jiang Anping's mother was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and said, "After you worship the gods and give thanks and blessings, invite all your friends over for a meal to celebrate."

Jiang Anping's mother looked at Jiang Anping who was in a daze beside her and touched her hair seriously.

Hear the words.

Jiang Anping raised his head and looked at his mother.

"it is good!"

Jiang Anping rarely spoke.

Her face remained calm, but her eyes showed a little more seriousness and concern.

A figure whom I hadn't seen for more than a week flashed through my mind.

He left quietly on April 11th.

Today is April 20th.

Has his dart and gaming skills reached a higher level now?

If I wasn't suffering from illness...

In terms of games and darts, I should be able to catch up with him, right?

In Jiang Anping's mind.

This thought came to my mind.

She was so naive that she didn’t know what she was thinking. She only knew that her thoughts at the moment were very simple.

Just ...

Chasing the figure that seems to be never catching up.

Chapter 211: Chaos Cloak Stick Technique

When I returned to Deng Yuezhao's home, it was already 2:15 in the afternoon.

Wang Shanshan breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way back, she looked around again and again to make sure no one was following her.

In order to avoid making a mistake in judgment, she asked the driver to go to a place other than her home, but instead called for the next car in advance. After arriving at the destination, she immediately changed cars and went in another direction.

It went around in circles for a few times.

Finally, he stopped near Deng Yuezhao's home and walked back home through a hidden shortcut.

You can't blame her for being cautious.

What happened in that Fenghai market this morning was really too scary.

Out of the blue, a person suddenly disappears.

It was as if the wicked would be punished by God, and even God could not stand the face of that unscrupulous businessman.

A gust of wind, a bunch of coincidences.

The stall owner farted without even having time to utter a wail.

At that time, looking at the stall owner who had a knife in the neck and was hung by a rope and unable to speak, Wang Shanshan was filled with fear and terror.

She was not as panicked as the people around her.

But there is an intense fear.

It was not because of the stall owner’s previous evil deeds, but because the stall owner’s strange death made her subconsciously associate him with the man she had reminded before.

The man's words seemed to indicate that he had anticipated the stall owner's death, which was truly unforgettable for her.

I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild.

Then he fled the market in a panic.

After all, if it was a bully or a profiteer, she wouldn't be too scared.

But this possibility of being supernatural being really makes it hard not to be afraid.

Seeing that his good friend Deng Yuezhao, who was letting him stay at the boarding house, was acting like nothing had happened, he went to the refrigerator to find some leftovers to heat up for today's late lunch. He was just a complete idiot who didn't remember anything.

However, Wang Shanshan couldn't calm down for a long time.

She hid in her bedroom alone, not daring to tell anyone about this matter.

I just quietly opened the local short video channel and search engine, and followed the situation at Fenghai Market online.