Let the true energy circulate for a while

……

The following day, in Xincheng, at the Oncology Department of the Central Hospital.

When Chen Jianbin came out of the doctor's office, he had a somber face.

The physical examination report issued by his company last month revealed some minor issues, and the doctor advised him to undergo further examinations at his own expense as soon as possible.

The results came out today.

Stage II follicular lymphoma! This type of disease progresses slowly, is not surgically treatable, and can only be managed with conservative treatment. It is common for patients to live with the tumor for 5 to 10 years.

Before leaving, the doctor advised: maintain a regular schedule, keep a cheerful mood, quit smoking and drinking, and avoid staying up late, which may prolong your life.

In addition to physical factors, doctors warned that his mental state, characterized by prolonged high pressure and subconscious escapism, was prone to developing hyperactivity and delusional tendencies.

The clinical manifestation is an inflated sense of self-esteem and unrealistic, exaggerated ideas. This symptom is associated with metabolic disorders and psychological stress caused by lymphoma.

To put it simply, he may have paranoia.

Chen Jianbin squatted on the steps at the hospital entrance, lit a cigarette, and puffed out smoke.

Life is unpredictable. He smoked while scrolling through his phone. In the video, a middle-aged man was dancing in the rain, looking very carefree.

"I really envy him."

Opening the comments section, many comments said that this person used to be a civil servant, and his wife died in a fire less than three months after their marriage, which drove him insane.

As Chen Jianbin watched, his eyes welled up with tears.

He thought of Sun Xiaojuan, his wife.

I remember that September, the first day Chen Ye started kindergarten.

The couple felt like they had been granted a pardon for a while, and Chen Jianbin took Sun Xiaojuan to see a movie.

I haven't been to the movie theater in more than three years.

He remembered it clearly; it was at the Dadi Cinema near Wanda Plaza. It was early in the morning, and the cinema was deserted. He was watching an art film filled with all sorts of unrealistic romantic scenes.

When Chen Jianbin was halfway through watching, he started looking down at his phone.

When the two came out of the movie, Sun Xiaojuan said that after her child graduates from university, she will open a bed and breakfast in Yunnan.

I'll plant sunflowers, raise cats, a Border Collie, geese, and parrots. I'll also learn the guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument), painting, and tea making, experiencing the kind of poetry and distant places depicted in movies.

Chen Jianbin was horrified when he heard this, as it was all based on the premise of winning 500 million in the lottery.

Will he really be free after his child goes to university? His child will still need to get married, buy a house, and he'll have to help take care of his grandchildren.

Men and women think differently. Women are mostly emotional, while men are mostly rational. Opening a bed and breakfast and opening a coffee shop are the same – both are traps that exploit people's emotions.

Chen Jianbin squatted on the steps, accidentally burning his fingers with the cigarette in his hand.

Watching the crowds coming and going at the hospital entrance, he suddenly realized something.

If the length of life has already been measured, then why should I confine myself to the cage of worldly life?

"My whole life has been like walking on thin ice..."

For houses, for cars, for children, for face, they spin like tops.

I forgot about myself, though.

"I have to make it!" Chen Jianbin muttered under his breath.

Immediately, a relieved smile appeared on his lips. "I'm not getting treatment anymore. My wife and I will open a bed and breakfast and experience the beauty of poetry and distant places!"

"But before that, I want to do some things that I've always wanted to do but never dared to!"

Chen Jianbin bought two sets of night-clothes with hoods on Taobao. One is his, and the other is his son's!

"Every man dreams of a life of adventure, of being a superhero!"

After placing the order, Chen Jianbin's eyes lit up with rage.

"I want to leave a lasting mark on this world before I die!"

At this moment, some people were heard talking, saying that they should try anything, even a dead horse, and go see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

Chen Jianbin suddenly remembered that his son had told him that he had learned the art of traditional Chinese medicine in the other world.

The so-called "art of Qihuang" seems to be just medicine, right?

Believe it or not, when Chen Jianbin reopened his phone, intending to return the night-clothes, he discovered that the seller had already shipped them.

Wow, such a dedicated seller? I have to support them!

*Snap!* He locked his phone, stood up, and looked refreshed.

After half an hour.

In the living room, the father and son sat facing each other.

Chen Jianbin had a small pillow under his hand, and Chen Ye was taking his pulse.

"The other hand."

Chen Jianbin switched hands, and Chen Ye continued...

Then he looked at his father's tongue, rolled his eyes, and patted and fiddled with his body for a while.

"Is there any hope for Dad?"

Chen Ye pondered for a moment and said, "From the medical skills my master taught me, you have a deficiency of vital energy. I just looked it up online. The lymphatic system is equivalent to the channel through which the body's defensive energy flows. The lesion is essentially a lump formed by stagnation of qi and blood and accumulation of phlegm and dampness."

What is Wei Qi (defensive Qi)?

Chen Ye explained, "Wei Qi is the Qi that protects the body, which is somewhat similar to the immune system in modern medicine."

Chen Jianbin: "The doctor recommended chemotherapy."

The doctor said that this disease is unknown to the naked eye without examination, and it may suddenly become very serious many years later.

Chen Ye said confidently, "Dad, I don't know anything about chemotherapy, but if you practice the Longevity Technique with me, this disease can be completely cured on its own."

"But I can't cultivate true qi."

Chen Ye said, "Dad, you can do it! I told you, as long as you have a clear mind!"

Chen Jianming remained silent, lost in thought.

"Dad, my master said: When the mind is clear, the path will be open! When worldly affairs entangle the mind and obsessions are like locks, the heart becomes stagnant and it is difficult to generate true energy."

"Now I understand why my master took me, a few children, as his disciples back then. Adults think too much, but children's thoughts are easily understood. For example, Er Mao, give her a pile of sand, and she can play with it all day long."

Chen Jianbin's eyes shone brightly, as if he had suddenly realized something, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Son! Perhaps your father knows!"

He took out his phone and showed his previous purchase records, which included two night-clothes.

Chen Ye was completely puzzled.

Chen Jianbin said, "Once these clothes arrive, we'll go to the bar street area tonight and fight crime!"

Chen Ye: "..."

"I've already decided on a title: The Black and White Duo!"

"But both pieces of clothing are black!"

"It's not important. I'll think about it carefully tonight. You know, when I was a kid, I had a dream of becoming a fierce man like Yang Guo!"

Chen Jianbin used to be quite immature, but he has gradually changed since becoming a father.

Chen Ye suddenly understood and said, "If this is Dad's knot in his heart, I'm willing to go crazy with you! In the path of cultivation, the most important thing is one's state of mind. If the mind is clear and unobstructed, the Qi will follow the intention, and the true Qi in the dantian will naturally arise in response to the thought!"

Chen Jianbin took off his shirt, twirled it in his hands, and laughed heartily, as if he had found a new way of life.

"Hahaha, that's great! How about we, father and son, drink to our hearts' content today?"

"Given your condition, you shouldn't drink alcohol for now."

"It's alright, a little beer won't hurt."

Chen Jianbin walked into the kitchen, tied on an apron, and said, "Dad's cooking. Don't tell your mom about this yet."

"I know."

Ding! The doorbell rang.

Chen Ye opened the door.

"Hello, your same-city delivery!"

Chen Ye took the package, which was addressed to Yang Guo.

"Was this delivered to the wrong address?"

Is the last four digits of your phone number 5166?

"No stamp."

Chen Ye opened the package and found two black outfits, and as expected, a hood.

"Dad, the night clothes you ordered have arrived."

"No way, that's efficient! I just placed the order a little over three hours ago." Chen Jianbin came out of the kitchen, looking excited.

He quickly checked the equipment he had ordered online. If he wore the mask, he would look a bit like a dark version of Spider-Man, and he would also have two wolf-like ears.

"Son, your mom went to Los Angeles on a business trip and won't be back for a week, so how about we do it tonight? You know what I mean!" Chen Jianbin raised his eyebrows.