Super Wizard

Chapter 17: Things that are close to the body can't be leaked

"Mr. Fang can see what kind of disease is old?"

Shen Zike suddenly asked, but afterwards he regretted it a bit. The reason why he used to speak was purely because of habits, and he always likes to ask more about medical matters.

But he was afraid that Fang Ming would have misunderstood his meaning, thinking that he had deliberately wanted to consider the other party, and explained at the moment: "Old decay has no other meaning, just ask casually."

Of course, there is a more important reason that he does not think that Fang Ming can see what disease he has. After all, Fang Ming's age is there. Even if he really understands medical skills, he can't go anywhere.

What's more, he has a special disease.

"Since the old principal asks questions, I'll guess." Fang Ming didn't care. His eyes stared at the old principal's face, and he answered after half a ring: "If I didn't guess wrong, the old principal, you probably don't know it. When I contracted the disease, I couldn't find the root cause when I discovered it."

"You...how do you know?"

At this moment, Shen Zike was shocked. He stood up involuntarily from the position. The old face had an incredible color, and looked at Fang Ming with a strong shock.

Because, he really did not know when he was suffering from the disease. As a medical expert, he did not know what disease he had. It seems ridiculous to say that, but this is the fact.

Seeing Shen Zique's expression change, the other people present knew that Fang Ming was right again. Except for Dazhu and Kiki, there weren't many surprised expressions. Qin Defeng was also a strange face.

Shouldn’t it be such a god, if they didn’t know the identity of the old headmaster, they almost all felt that they had entered a scam. The old headmaster was the young man’s trust.

"I can guess it's very simple. To some extent, it can't be regarded as a disease. The more accurate name should be caused by lack of soul."

Fang Ming smiled faintly, and after seeing the doubtful eyes of everyone present, he asked again: "President Shen, please carefully recall whether you have been to some deep mountain and old forest before you found yourself sick. What happened?"

When Shen Zike heard Fang Ming's question, he fell into a memory, and hesitantly replied after half a ring: "If I had been to the deep mountain and old forest, I really did once. That was when I went to a poor mountain village on behalf of the school for medical poverty alleviation. At that time, the mountain village was in the mountains, but it seemed that there were no special things."

This is the reason why Shen Zike hesitated. As an intellectual young man of that era, he naturally went to many places, and he traveled a lot through famous mountains, so he was not sure.

"There is only one thing if I have to say something special, that is, when a colleague and I arrived at the mountain village when I was in a mountain village, I was seriously ill because of the difficult conditions. Because it was an acute illness, there was no time for rescue."

Hearing Fang Ming's eyes lit up when Shen Zike said that he already had a guess in his heart.

"Is the doctor buried there in the end?"

"Well, this colleague asked for it because there was no wife or child. After his death, we buried his body in that small mountain village." Shen Zike also seemed to think of something, and looked up and asked Fang Ming: "Mr. Fang, wouldn’t you think that I was suffering from a disease there? You know that although my colleague left, he didn’t have an infectious disease, and there were several other colleagues who were together. They I didn't get this strange disease like me."

"That's because other colleagues didn't leave your personal things to you as you died while they were buried together."

Fang Ming's sudden interruption made Shen Zike stunned, and his old eyes showed the color of memory.

"Personal items? When I was buried at that time, I thought of my colleague, who finally put a hero pen that accompanied me for more than ten years into the coffin and buried it together."

"Then the root cause of the disease was found. Mr. Shen should not have been to that small village for a long time. Take some time to see the old man."

As soon as Fang Ming spoke, Shen Zike was shocked, because he instantly understood what Fang Ming meant.

"Thank you Mr. Fang for reminding me and blaming me. I have been busy with things all these years and have no time to visit old friends. No wonder old friends get angry."

The conversation between Shen Zike and Fang Ming heard that Qin Defeng was confused, and they understood it in the front, but what did it mean in the back?

Qin Defeng and others did not understand it. Shen Zike glanced at his students for a few times, and finally explained, "My illness is nothing, except that there is a slight tingling in the chest every Mid-Autumn Festival and Chongyang. It seems that someone is gently sticking my right chest with a sharp object. In addition, because of personal habits, I liked to hang the pen on the right chest pocket of the top."

Qin Defeng's expression became weird, and it can even be said to be horrified. The atmosphere of the entire dining room table became extremely peaceful at this moment.

Sharp objects, the right chest is tied, the pen hanging on the right chest, the pen left in the coffin...

None of the people present were fools. Those who could become leaders of top medical schools were more intelligent and EQ than ordinary people. After Shen Zique said this, they understood.

It's just that they are really unacceptable, this... this is too mysterious.

"Fang...Mr. Fang, you mean that my teacher's illness is related to the pen in the coffin, and... to my teacher's dead colleague."

Qin Defeng found that his voice was a little trembling. If two other people said such words in front of him, he would only blame each other for nonsense, but one of them was his own teacher, with his own identity and status There is no need to lie.

"Do you believe in ghosts?" Fang Ming asked with a smile.

Qin Defeng looked at each other face-to-face. They naturally wanted to say unbelief. But if they didn't believe it, how would they explain what happened to the old principal?

Fang Ming didn’t care when they saw that Qin Defeng couldn’t answer them, because he didn’t intend to answer them, and continued: “Actually, no matter whether there are ghosts or not, leave their personal belongings in places like graves. It's an inappropriate thing."

"Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and yin and yang have a magnetic field, and the magnetic field is divided into two types, a yang and a yin.

"The so-called yang magnetic means that this aura is suitable for our living beings, that is, living people. When living people step into it, there will be a refreshing and even energetic enjoyment, just like bathing in the sun. And Yin magnetic is On the contrary, it gives a cold and wet feeling of being uncomfortable.

Fang Ming pondered for a moment, and continued: "This is a large-scale magnetic field, but in addition, we still have a magnetic field. Everyone has their own magnetic field. In the words of your medical community, It’s DNA, and it’s unique."

"The difference is that the DNA will not change but the magnetic field will change. The personal magnetic field will be affected by the environmental magnetic field or even other aspects. The ancients have a deep meaning in the saying that the parents of the cloud have skin and skin."

"Modern medicine can extract DNA from everyone's hair, but from the perspective of feng shui, it can't be easily left behind to prevent personal magnetic fields from being damaged."

Fang Ming's words suddenly stopped, which made everyone who heard half of them suddenly feel uncomfortable. Dazhu couldn't help but say: "Fang Ming, don't say half of your words."

"I think it's easier for you to understand by using actual operation to show you." Fang Ming smiled, "Just, Dazhu, you pulled a hair to me."

Without any hesitation, Dazhu pulled out his own hair and handed it to Fang Ming.

Putting the hair of Dazhu on the table, Fang Ming directly picked up a glass to cover the hair, and then picked up a chopstick to put the chopstick on top of the glass.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Ming picked up the bottle on the side and poured the liquor down the chopsticks. Finally, he drew a circle around the glass with the chopsticks stained with alcohol.

After doing all this, Fang Ming took the glass away again, and then asked, "Who has a lighter?"

"I...I have!"

A school leader quickly took out the lighter from his pocket. Fang Ming directly lit the alcohol on the table after receiving the lighter.

Alcohol burned, and the hair around the pillar formed a circle of fire. Everyone stared curiously, but after a moment passed, there was no special picture after the flame went out.

"Fang Ming, what are you?"

Dazhu scratched his head and just opened his mouth, but it was at this time that Fang Ming's eyes lit up, and the hand holding the chopsticks suddenly spurted out, and the chopsticks punctured the hair of Dazhu accurately.

boom!

Da Zhu's hair burned instantly, and this sudden scene made Qin Defeng's eyelids jump a few times and was startled, and Da Zhu, who was one of the parties, suddenly exclaimed at this moment.

"Oh, why did I just suddenly feel a hot brain."

Fang Ming laughed at Dazhu's words. The reason why Dazhu suddenly had a hot brain was his reason, it was he who just stabbed this hair.

"It's very simple, this hair is a small part of your magnetic field, but I amplified this small part by some method, so when the hair is damaged, you are also affected. "

According to Qin Defeng and others, Fang Ming only covered his hair with a cup, and then burned a circle around the hair with alcohol, but they did not see Fang Ming’s secret movements. In fact, Fang Ming was stabbing chopsticks. There is a choice of time in a flash.

If you did not seize that time, there would be no such effect, but this point Fang Ming will not tell Qin Defeng and others.

The reason is simple: the law cannot be passed on!

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