#924 - Chapter 924: The Person with Different Eyes

Ye Kong heard the sound and also wanted to go over and take a look.

Ye Kong arrived at the place where the crowd was gathered, a large group of people forming a circle. Ye Kong flashed into the air, appearing on the roof of a house, seeing the entire situation clearly.

He saw a man with a dull complexion, obviously pale, sweating profusely, with purple lips, foaming at the mouth, and eyes rolled back, lying on the ground unconscious and unresponsive.

Ye Kong had excellent hearing, so he heard two people gossiping in the crowd.

"Hey, A'Qi, isn't that the son of Granny Wang at the village entrance? How did he become like this?" A woman, about forty years old, dressed in plain white clothes, with her white hair neatly tied in a bun, a plum blossom hairpin inserted diagonally, her clothes fluttering. The woman asked a young and strong young man beside her.

"Oh, Auntie, you don't know, I heard that Granny Wang's son went up the mountain to cut trees, and then suffered a wild beast attack, hiding in a cave, and as a result, he mistakenly ate poisonous herbs, and that's how he became like this. It was other villagers who found him and brought him back to the village," the young man named A'Qi replied.

"Ah! Then, then, did they call a doctor? This child is so young and filial, nothing can happen to him." The woman looked worriedly at the center of the crowd.

"Auntie, don't worry about this, the people in the village went to find the doctor as soon as they came back, he should be here soon," A'Qi said.

As soon as A'Qi finished speaking, someone pulled an old man with a handsome face and some gray hair at his temples over. The old man carried a square medicine box on his right shoulder. Ye Kong noticed that the old man's slender hands had traces of medicine, appearing black and yellow. It was not difficult to guess that they had been deformed due to grasping medicine.

The onlookers consciously made way for the old man, who passed through the crowd and came to the unconscious man, bending down and kneeling to facilitate the medical treatment.

The old man looked to be in his sixties, but when he saw the patient, he knelt down without the slightest hesitation, using his slender hand to pick up the unconscious man's right hand. The old man's right thumb supported the index finger to diagnose the inch pulse of the unconscious man, the thumb supported the middle finger to diagnose the bar pulse, and the thumb supported the ring finger to look at the cubit pulse, the left hand also doing the same.

The old man's face was solemn, and at this time, Granny Wang, who was still chopping firewood at home at the village entrance, received the news of her son's unconsciousness and rushed over from the village entrance in a hurry. She burst into the crowd, and when she saw that the person lying on the ground unconscious and foaming at the mouth was her own son, Granny Wang knelt down and cried bitterly.

When the old man saw the family member of the patient arriving, he said with a heavy heart.

"Like a sparrow pecking three or five times in a row, like a leaky house dripping once every half a day, like a stone hitting hard and scattering immediately, like fingers touching and scattering randomly like untying a rope, like a fish swimming as if it's there and not there, like a shrimp swimming quietly and jumping once, and even more like a pot boiling and surging like soup, dying in the evening if diagnosed in the morning, no medicine is needed."

Granny Wang did not seem to understand what the old man said, her two eyes filled with tears, looking at the straw that could save her son.

"First is the boiling pot, like water in a pot, boiling with fire, with outflow and no inflow, the Yin and Yang energy is exhausted!" The old man used simpler language to make Granny Wang understand. When the old man said this, he turned his head, not bearing to say it all in front of Granny Wang.

The old man's words were like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, stimulating Granny Wang. The people present couldn't help but gasp when they heard the old man's words, while Granny Wang couldn't accept it, collapsing to the ground.

Granny Wang's weathered face no longer cried weakly, her eyes became very scattered, stagnant like a dead person's, haggard, thin, and old, all showing on this old woman who had just lost her son. Granny Wang held her unconscious son's hand tightly.

The entire crowd was as silent as death.

The woman from just now had already stood at the front of the crowd at some point. The woman squatted down her old body, put her right hand on Granny Wang's right shoulder, and comforted Granny Wang softly.

"The moon has its waxing and waning, the flowers have their blooming and withering, people have birth and death, all things in the world have laws, no one can escape. Maybe this is God's will, please restrain your grief and accept the change."

Ye Kong witnessed this common occurrence in the world, and felt that the next thing would definitely be a crying and whimpering scene, so he was not interested and prepared to leave.

Ye Kong got up, just as he was about to leave, he didn't expect that the sound from the crowd would once again attract Ye Kong's attention.

Ye Kong looked closely, only to see a child of about seven or eight years old, wearing a moon-white silver fine-patterned white coat, with large lotus patterns faintly visible on the white coat, a white silk thread tied around his black hair, eyebrows long into his temples, slender and gentle eyes, delicate nose, and fair skin. The biggest difference between this child and ordinary children was that his two eyes were different colors, one eye was black, and the other eye was yellow!

As soon as people saw the child, they avoided him one after another, and the child walked towards the center of the crowd, his steps firm and steady. The crowd seemed to be afraid of the child, staying far away from him, thus giving the child a path of disgust.

The child came to the unconscious man, squatted down, and stared at the man lying on the ground who had been diagnosed by the doctor as incurable. Granny Wang's eyes were still dull, without the slightest light, and naturally she did not notice the child in front of her.

Everyone stayed far away from the child, not as close as they were just now when they were watching, but two zhang and a foot away, all seeming to be very afraid of this heterochromatic-eyed child.

And the others also pointed fingers at the heterochromatic-eyed child, wanting the heterochromatic-eyed child to stop, but no one stepped forward to pull the heterochromatic-eyed child away, because everyone feared him.

The heterochromatic-eyed child did not care about the opinions of others, and the movements on his hands did not stop at all. After stabbing one needle, he picked up another needle and stabbed it into the center of the unconscious man's abdomen, upwards, at the center of the line connecting the lower part of the shoulder blades and the navel, and then proceeded to the next step.

And the onlookers saw that the heterochromatic-eyed child was still stabbing needles. The man who had just scolded the child saw that speaking was useless, and directly picked up an egg at random and smashed it steadily towards the heterochromatic-eyed child. The heterochromatic-eyed child did not dodge. The egg hit the center, smashing hard into the heterochromatic-eyed child's smooth forehead, the egg breaking open, egg liquid covering the heterochromatic-eyed child's beautiful hair, and a bloodstain immediately left on the heterochromatic-eyed child's forehead.

But the heterochromatic-eyed child only paused for a moment, and then continued the movements on his hands.