chsdbacks Chapter 30 Kung Fu Superstar Li Feihong 2
Chapter 30 Kung Fu Superstar Li Feihong 2
Li Feihong was brought over in a wheelchair by Li Danna.
When I saw Li Feihong's face, I thought I was seeing things. He looked completely different.
I looked at it twice more before I was sure I wasn't mistaken.
The dead leave behind their physical form; this is a principle that even ordinary people know.
But Li Feihong's appearance was different from that of someone on the verge of death. He now had a sinister look on his face, the kind that made you feel uncomfortable no matter how you looked at him, and even gave you goosebumps.
Especially his eyes, something was very wrong.
Li Feihong sat slumped in his wheelchair, his head tilted to one side. Due to the angle, it was very difficult for him to make eye contact with me. But his eyes, like compound eyes, darted around. I suspected that even if I moved behind him, he could still see me.
Seeing his condition, I deliberately said, "You're completely emaciated; I can't treat you like this. You should take him to the hospital right away!"
"I'm not going!"
Upon hearing what I said, Li Feihong managed to utter two words with difficulty.
"This isn't the first time this has happened. It's really nothing, and going to the hospital won't help!"
"Lidonna said quickly."
"Going to the hospital is useless?"
I looked at Lydonna with feigned suspicion.
Li Feihong was getting anxious. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Li Danna spoke first, "My husband has an evil disease!"
"An evil disease?"
I frowned and said, "Come, let me take your pulse first!"
After I finished speaking, I returned to the examination table.
"well!"
Li Danna nodded quickly, pushed the wheelchair over, took Li Feihong's left hand, and placed it on the table.
"Um?"
The moment I touched Li Feihong's hand, I glanced at him in surprise. His hand was very cold, as if it had just been taken out of the freezer.
"A blocked radial pulse indicates a pathogenic disease!"
After a long pause, I slowly opened my mouth and began to stroke down my wrist.
"What have you done? How did you manage to attract so much trouble?"
When I touched his middle finger, my brows furrowed even more. Li Feihong's situation was a bit special.
I've examined quite a few cases of ghostly veins, maybe eighty or a hundred, but I've never encountered one like Li Feihong before.
There's a formula for diagnosing ghost pulses: the base of the finger is the spirit, the middle joint is the immortal, and the last joint is the ghost.
This means that if the base of the middle finger twitches, it attracts gods; if the middle joint twitches, it attracts spirits like shamans; and if the last joint twitches, it attracts ghosts.
Li Feihong's fingertips twitched, both inside and outside the distal phalanx.
The inside jump signifies an insider, someone within the threshold, meaning someone in the family.
The outermost jump is called an "outer ghost," meaning someone without blood relation.
The idea that the finger root jumps to represent a deity might indicate a problem with praying to gods or Buddhas, which is understandable.
It's very rare for someone to jump on both the inside and outside of the ball in the final quarter; at least I've never seen it.
In other words, those who came to find Li Feihong included his deceased relatives within five degrees of kinship, as well as ghosts from outside the family.
Not only did they come, but there was more than one.
Generally speaking, a throbbing motion at the upper part of the knuckle indicates a soul who died at the age of forty or older; a throbbing motion in the middle indicates a soul who died between the ages of twenty and forty; and a throbbing motion at the bottom indicates a soul who died before the age of twenty.
Li Feihong's current condition is that the inner side has all the upper, middle and lower sections, and the outer side also has all the upper, middle and lower sections.
In other words, those who came to him, whether they were internal traitors within five degrees of kinship or external traitors, were all from three generations: old, middle-aged, and young.
His situation is something that even my grandfather, let alone me, has never encountered.
Faced with my questioning, Lydia immediately said, "My husband had an organ transplant, and the possession might be related to that!"
"Organ transplants aren't that weird, your husband has more than one thing on him!" I said.
"My husband has had more than one organ transplant!" Lydonna added.
"Not just once, but several times?" I pressed.
Li Danna hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Li Feihong instead of answering.
I looked at Lydonna suspiciously; something was off about her.
Lydia Shum is a seasoned veteran of the world of fame and fortune; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to captivate the gambling king back then.
After getting to know her, I found that Lydia was like a naive young girl who had never seen the world. She was very inexperienced and lacked any sense of order in her speech and actions.
This isn't right!
Five times!
Just as I was thinking about it, Li Feihong spoke with difficulty.
"Five times?"
I was shocked and asked, "So, you have five parts in your body that aren't your own?"
"Um!"
Li Feihong uttered a muffled sound from his throat, which could be considered an affirmative answer.
"No rejection reaction?"
I asked instinctively.
"A few years ago, a new drug was developed abroad that specifically targets rejection reactions!" Lydonna blurted out.
Upon hearing this, Li Feihong's eyes narrowed, and his hand resting on the wheelchair twitched slightly.
I immediately realized that Lydonna had said the wrong thing.
Logically speaking, there's nothing wrong with what he said. If there's nothing wrong with it, why did he react this way?
Unless, something's wrong with that new drug.
That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that after five organ transplants, which of the organs in his abdomen is still his own?
The heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys—that's only five things in total!
"Five times?"
I chewed for a moment, then casually asked, "That's pretty impressive, finding a donor five times in a row?"
"The hospital was responsible for finding it!" Lydonna blurted out again.
"Which hospital is it? They seem to have a lot of resources?" I asked again.
"Help me!"
Just as Li Danna was about to speak, Li Feihong interrupted her. She seemed to realize something and fell silent.
"Wait a minute, my brother and I need to think about a treatment plan!"
Fatty Lin, who hadn't spoken until now, finally opened his mouth.
"Then hurry up!" Lidonna said hastily.
"Um!"
I nodded and went to the small house next door with Fatty Lin.
"You're crazy! Li Feihong is acting very strangely!"
After the door closed, Fatty Lin said.
"I know!" I nodded.
"Normally, after attracting so much trouble, one shouldn't be in a clear-headed state, but look at him, he's perfectly lucid!" Fatty Lin said.
"Also, judging from his condition, it doesn't seem like he's done anything to cause trouble!"
"Fat Lin said again."
"Fatty, what do you mean?" I asked.
"I think he's been affected by the backlash!" Fatty Lin said.
"Backlash?"
I hesitated for a moment, then asked, "You mean, like other celebrities, he got into trouble by raising ghosts or doing something shady?"
"I can't quite put my finger on it, but I had a really bad feeling about him, a very sinister one!"
"That's what Fatty Lin said."
"Then how do we treat it?"
I asked.
"Okay, I'll ask him about his birth chart when we go out later and see how he reacts!" Fatty Lin said.
"Okay, let's do it this way!" I nodded.
After we finished discussing it, my brother and I went outside. But before we could even speak, Lidana said, "Master Feng, Master Lin, I don't ask to cure my husband. You just need to help stabilize his condition. We'll handle the rest ourselves!"
"Are you sure you want to handle this yourself?" I asked.
"OK!" Lydonna nodded.
"Sure, give me your husband's birth date and time first, and I'll calculate it for him!"
"That's what Fatty Lin said."