chapter 2 I wish you

After cleaning the wound, Ashburn went to the canteen and ordered a serving of beef porridge. Due to the long-term suffering of illness, Irene Lynch's appetite gradually decreased, had been unable to eat anything, but could only eat some liquid food.
Irene was like a withered wood lying in the hospital bed, her eyes were deep-set, and the wrinkles on her face were becoming more and more obvious, but to see her son come in, she still showed a smile.
"Mom, it's time to eat."
"Ashburn, Let's talk......"
"Talk about what?" Ashburn opened the lunch box, scooped out a mouthful of porridge, and put it to her mouth.
Irene swallowed it hard and said, "I just want to leave... Hospital is money-squandering. It's too expensive. Mom's disease... can't be cured. It's already a terminal cancer."
"Mom, don't worry about that, trust me."
This was not Ashburn's comfort, in the past, he did not have a little confidence, but now it was different.
The Five Techniques of Taoism Medicine Character Scriptures are divided into three categories: prescription, acupuncture, and spiritual treatment. Cancers that are difficult to be cured by modern human medicine can be cured by each of the three medical skills with a high probability.
At this time, Eric Yates suddenly came in with a nurse. He was going to conduct a check-up on Irene, with an obviously impatient expression. If it weren't for work requirements, he probably wouldn't give a shit to Irene, and he wouldn't even get a red envelope! Such a naive loser!
"Ashburn, listen to my advice and discharge your mother quickly. Don't cry that you don't have money for your mother's surgery. Even if you have money, the chance of healing is only 50%. Why bother? Let alone my master performed this major surgery. He is about to be graded. I don't want him to increase the failure rate. He is the best oncologist in the hospital, if it has affected his career, can you take responsibility?"
Saying such words in front of the patient, without fear of affecting the patient's emotions, Ashburn frowned. As the saying goes, doctors are like parents, what kind of bullshit doctor was this?
"Dr. Yates, does your master's career have anything to do with me? As a doctor, shouldn't he be responsible for saving lives?"
Seeing that Ashburn dared to talk back, Eric was furious, "Don't be ungrateful. I'm doing this for your good. If you have money, just do the surgery for her. If you don't, get out of here as soon as possible. Don't embarrass yourself here!”
"Hey, Ashburn, listen to Dr. Yates and get me discharged from the hospital, he is right." Irene sighed helplessly.
"Aunt Lynch, you are right to say this. The operation fee for your disease alone is two or three hundred thousand, and it may not be cured. And do you think your son is someone who can afford so much money for it?? " Eric sneered.
The young nurse next to him seemed to think that Eric's words were too unkind, so she pulled him and said, "Dr. Yates, it's time to check the patient."
Eric glared at her, "Do you want me to check it myself? Stupid woman with no brain."
The young nurse was a little aggrieved, but she still carried out some basic examinations for Irene Lynch honestly.
Ashburn's eyes became extremely cold. He originally wanted to use prescriptions and acupuncture to treat his mother's illness, but the treatment with these two methods would take a long time. After all, the disease was cancer, and it could not be cured overnight.
In this way, the mother will inevitably have to suffer a little more, and the process of treatment was always painful.
But now Ashburn changed his original intention. He didn't want his mother to suffer pain anymore, so he chose spiritual treatment.
Spiritual treatment was a mysterious knowledge, especially witchcraft. The original intention of witchcraft was to curse the disease and kill the disease so that the patient could be cured.
But this required at least a thousand years of spiritual cultivation. In this context, 'years' referred to a unit of spiritual progress, not necessarily implying a thousand years of actual practice. Some highly skilled individuals in the world didn't live to a hundred years old, yet they possessed a thousand years' worth of spiritual cultivation.
Human beings are the primates of all things. They have been born with five hundred years of spiritual cultivation, but most people don't know how to use it. When he received the inheritance, Ashburn used internal vision to see his own behavior. He only had 520 years, which was not enough to curse the disease.
However, there was another way in the witchcraft, which was called transferring disease.
Coincidentally, when he picked up the wallet, he had seen Eric's ID card. Among the four pillars of his destiny, he could calculate at least three pillars through the fortune-telling formula. Compared with the horoscope arrangement of his mother's birth date, Eric was an excellent target for transferring illness.
It's just that this approach goes against the laws of nature, and Ashburn will inevitably harm his spiritual cultivation.
But for the sake of mother's life, what if sacrificing a little bit of his spiritual cultivation?
"...According to the Internal Canon of Medicine, in ancient times, the only way to treat diseases was by changing one's essence and Qi. People's essence and Qi would transform into different forms and energies... aligning with their destined fate. By altering these energies, one could alleviate their ailments. Jade can be used as a tool to facilitate this process... The higher the alignment with destiny, the greater the chances of success... However, it is important to note that this approach goes against the natural order, so caution must be exercised!"
Finding the information about witchcraft's illness transferring in his mind, Ashburn activated his Taoist power, and the broken jade bracelet on his left hand trembled slightly.
According to the theory given by inheritance, everyone's essence and spirit can form a magnetic field, and the magnetic fields can be converted through special media.
Now the broken jade bracelet was the medium.
Irene's current magnetic field was a disease field, and through the bracelet, it was exchanging with Eric's magnetic Eric field.
"Are you done with the yelled at The young nurse impatiently, "Just check it out casually. There is a dying person after all. Why waste time? I have to rush to date Abigail!"
"Dr. Yates, please speak more politely."
"What? Am I wrong?" Eric looked at Ashburn arrogantly, "You don't have the money to pay for the surgery. She deserved to wait for death!"
"It wouldn't be a pity for someone like you to die." Human lives mattered. Originally, Ashburn felt a little guilty for transferring Eric to his mother's illness, but now he felt that his guilt was superfluous.
"Boy, do you still want to be beaten by me?" Eric's face getting paler, but at this moment he didn't notice it at all, he was still arrogant and disdainful, "If this wasn't in the hospital, I would have killed you. You poor thing, leave some money to buy your mother a coffin!"
"Dr. Yates, you...you..." The young nurse looked at Eric in shock.
"What are you doing? Do you think I spoke too much, Bitch? Hum, if you want to report me, just go ahead. My mentor is Kevin Yancey, the director of surgery, and my family donates millions of equipment to the hospital every year. Do you think the hospital will fire me?" Eric was confident.
"Dr. Yates, you are nosebleeding!"
Eric subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe the blood. At the same time, he felt dizzy. He stretched out to support the wall and slowly slid down.
The young nurse shouted, "Dr. Yates, what happened? Help! Dr. Yates fainted!"
After a while, several medical staff came and carried Eric away.
In the ward, Irene had already packed up.
Ashburn helped her out of bed and couldn't help but cry with joy when he saw that she was able to walk. As Mom's condition worsened, she could only use a wheelchair before.
"Mom, you can...walk!"
After saying this, Ashburn suddenly felt like the world was spinning.
"Ashburn!"