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307 The Magician's Means

"Principal Yun, you recognized the wrong person. I don't have a father."

During the day, he showed a cold face, showing an introverted feeling.

Children who come out of the welfare home have this expression whenever they are asked about their parents.

No one can always be optimistic and positive, and at some point, some emotion will suddenly surge into your heart.

Whether it is Che Zhen, Bai Tianxiu, or even the deceased boss Tang Chuan, there is a broken part of his personality. The brokenness comes from the lack of the original family, because there has been no concept of family since I can remember.

When that sense of lack suddenly emerges, you often do some extreme things.

For example, Tang Chuan likes to steal things. The stealing process makes him feel thrilled. He was known as the Golden Finger in the Black Street as a teenager.

For example, Che Zhen, he likes to find missing maternal love from beautiful aunts.

As for the day show, he would become extremely withdrawn and would not talk to anyone for several consecutive days.

In a sense, this is the main reason why a teenager never forgets his first love.

During the month we spent together in the basement, although the two sides didn’t talk a few intimate words, Bai Tianxiu could feel that he had found a similar person.

Aware of the boy's resistance, Principal Yun said in a stern manner: "Everyone has parents. The difference is that most people have seen their parents, but a few have never seen them."

Bai Tianxiu said coldly: "It's obvious that I belong to the latter, senior, I'm here to find you today, not to talk about such off-topics."

Yun Baichuan said in a deep voice: "It's about your parents, how can you say it's off-topic?"

Bai Tianxiu became even colder: "I don't remember that I have parents. I haven't had that kind of thing since I remember. Today, someone suddenly jumped out and said that he knew my father. Do you think I should believe it?"

Principal Yun sighed, "Your doubts are reasonable, but I seem to be talking nonsense. Since I can recognize you, some old guys can recognize you, and there will be endless troubles at that time, so I must explain some of them to you as soon as possible."

Bai Tianxiu said, "Principal Yun, I respect you as a respected senior, so I have been patiently listening to you talk so much. If another person said such nonsense, I would have slapped him long ago. You and I have never known each other before, but just look at me and you will know who my father is. Don't you think this is nonsense?"

"A glance is enough." Principal Yun said confidently: "Young man, you should have heard the common people say something that some father and son are carved out of the same mold."

Bai Tianxiu was stunned: "Is it that similar?"

Yun Baichuan nodded: "It may be an exaggeration to say that it is exactly the same, but I dare to guarantee that you are sixty or seventy years of credibility and your father looked sixty or seventy percent similar to your father when he was young."

The white angel's eyes lit up and soon dimmed again: "Forget it, I don't want to talk about this. When he threw me at the gate of the welfare home, the relationship broke down. It's boring no matter how much he talks now."

"Young man, I can imagine that you have been resentful to your parents over the years, but have you ever thought that they might have had no choice but to have any difficulties? Even the person who threw you at the gate of the welfare home was the other person?" Yun Baichuan asked two good questions.

These two questions directly made the boy's mind buzz, and a strong wind and waves were stirred up in the lake of his heart.

Bai Tianxiu said calmly: "You don't want to say that I was abducted by human traffickers when I was a child, right? This doesn't make sense. If you really encounter human traffickers, you'd sold me long ago and you won't throw me in an orphanage."

Principal Yun sighed, "Forget it, you are in a mess today, and your emotions are extremely unstable. No matter how much you talk, it will be futile. When you calm down, you want to chat one day, come to me again."

Hearing such an order to expel guests, Bai Tianxiu was not vague and turned around and left.

When he walked away, someone came out of the medicine garden, and it was Yunwei.

"Teacher, did you let him go?" Yun Wei asked.

"Don't worry, he will come back." Yun Baichuan was confident.

"Why are you so sure?" Yun Wei asked again.

"Because, he is the son of that man."

The old principal gave an inexplicable answer.

"Who is that man?" Yun Wei didn't understand.

"It's hard to say. In short, don't look at him verbally indifferent to his parents, he may not be so in his heart. He will definitely come to me before dark." The old principal said very affirmatively.

After a pause, the old man added: "Girl, since you have made a choice, the teacher respects your decision. When that kid comes back, you will be listening next door. His life experience is related to your life experience."

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"Okay." Yun Wei said, and suddenly changed the topic: "Teacher, in the past two days, I saw Grandpa Liu ask for advice whenever he had time. It seems that he highly praised Dr. Zhu. Could it be that Dr. Zhu's medical skills are better than Grandpa Liu?"

"I'm sure I'm not alone. No one is convinced by the bad temper of Old Man Liu. Only when he meets someone who is much better than him will he be convinced. In the past few days, the old man has to follow Doctor Zhu if he has something to do. In the words of you young people, he is Doctor Zhu's little fan." Principal Yun said.

"Teacher, Grandpa Liu has been treating this disease for more than ten years but has not been effective. I... I want to try it with Dr. Zhu." Yun Wei expressed her true thoughts.

The old principal pondered for a long time after hearing this and said two words: "Okay."

Yun Wei immediately set off and walked towards the three-story building in the backyard.

The building is called Yaolou, which contains many medical books and can be called the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Ghost Doctors.

Zhu Cuihua is a regular visitor to the Medicine Building. She has been lingering for several days and is flipping through the medical scriptures she has never seen before.

Learning until you are old is not only the case for ordinary people, but also the patron saints.

Not only did the ghost doctor highly admire Zhu Cuihua, but in fact, Zhu Cuihua also looked at the ghost doctor with admiration. This chief famous doctor at No. 9 base really has something to do, and some medical insights made her shine.

"Doctor Zhu is healed." Yun Wei walked in and said straight to the point: "I heard from Grandpa Liu that Dr. Zhu can see the root of the disease by just looking at the patient. I wonder if I can see my problem?"

Zhu Cuihua asked back: "Your question or 'your' question?"

In a simple sentence, it demonstrates strength.

It's indeed a miracle doctor!

Yun Wei was frightened and asked tentatively: "What are our questions? Please let Doctor Zhu make clear."

Zhu Cuihua put down the ancient book in her hand, looked up at the haggard girl in front of her, and hit the nail on the head: "There is a type of person in the world who encounters great disasters in childhood and cannot bear it. They often split up another personality to share the harm. You are the one who splits out, and you bear most of the pain in this body."

Speaking of this, Doctor Zhu made another blow: "Girl, you often have confusion and loneliness in your eyes. I boldly guess that you and 'she' do not share memories. When she controls her body, you do not know what she has experienced. When it is your turn to control your body, she does not know what you have experienced... You two have to clean up the mess with each other, and often have to go through the mouths of others to figure out what is going on. I believe you have been in great pain over the years."

Yun Wei was shocked all over and blurted out: "Can it be cured?"

Zhu Cuihua said calmly: "The problem is not whether I can cure it, it depends on your choice."

"What does it mean?" Yun Wei asked hurriedly.
Chapter completed!
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