If You Are Sick, Seek Treatment Somewhere!
by Wang Xilong
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I got a strange disease while I was doing nothing, and my damn body was alternately hot and cold. Modern medicine was helpless, and my uncle who had returned from Southeast Asia had a solemn expression on his face: "I'm afraid he's been infected by a blood poison." My family took me across the ocean: the magician in Singapore has a snake hidden in his sleeve, the magic stick in the Philippines is drowned in the crowd of barefoot people, and the herbal medicine in Laos can only be temporarily suppressed. Vietnamese master Nguyen Minh brushed his mind over the cross and the Tai Chi diagram: "It has roots in the West, and is entangled in a blood contract." A key page was torn out of an ancient book in the English church, and a monk from an Italian monastery handed over a verse: "Light a lantern during the day." After returning home and stepping into an ancient temple in the mountains of Henan, the abbot stared at the glazed lantern: "When lighting lanterns during the day, they are not illuminating external objects. But..."
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