Chapter 701: Cured

Chapter 701: Chapter 701: Cured

A monk from the Golden Ray Monastery let it slip, and many people found out that the blessing ceremony was actually Li Xu’s idea.

Its purpose was to treat Shen Wen.

Li Xu was already a hot topic, and when the news broke, the matter’s popularity surged again. Some streamers even started analyzing it in dedicated videos.

"Regarding the recent consecration and blessing ceremony at Golden Ray Monastery, there’s new information. It’s said to be an idea from a traditional Chinese medicine doctor named Li Xu at the Feng City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, proposed to the Guangshun Group..."

"As a longtime enthusiast of traditional Chinese medicine, I’m going to give you all an analysis of this today. Based on the rumors circulating online about the wife of the Guangshun Group’s Mr. Cui, she seems to have a psychological condition brought on by a traumatic shock. This consecration and blessing ceremony at Golden Ray Monastery is actually a method that falls under the Zuyou Skill of traditional Chinese medicine..."

...

Li Xu frowned as he listened.

The way things were developing had gone beyond his expectations.

In the internet age, secrets never stayed secret for long.

His biggest worry right now was Shen Wen.

"Guanghui, don’t worry about what they’re saying online for now."

Li Xu cut him off. "Let me ask you, does Aunt Shen know about this? She hasn’t seen any of this news, has she?"

The most crucial aspects of the Zuyou Skill were the patient’s "absolute trust" and "unawareness."

Once Shen Wen found out that the Hundred Buddha Painting and the ceremony were just a "show" put on by Li Xu and her son, her psychological defenses would collapse in an instant.

Not only would all their previous efforts be for naught, but her condition would become even more severe than before.

"No, no, don’t worry."

Cui Guanghui quickly replied, "The moment I saw things were heading in the wrong direction, I had the butler unplug the internet cable at home. I used the excuse that the fiber optic line was under repair and would take several days to fix. My mom doesn’t really watch short-form videos much anyway; she mostly just watches a bit of TV and checks her Moments. I also had someone turn off all the news notifications on her phone."

"So, keeping it from her for seven or eight days is absolutely no problem."

Only then did Li Xu breathe a sigh of relief. "That’s good. Seven or eight days is enough time. As long as we get through this period, the ’anchor’ of the psychological suggestion will be deeply embedded in her subconscious, and the effect will be completely solidified."

"By then, even if she finds out the truth, her mind will already be stable. At worst, she’ll just get angry and scold you a bit, but she definitely won’t have a relapse."

"Phew... That’s good."

Cui Guanghui sounded immensely relieved. "Brother Li, once my mom’s condition has completely stabilized in a few days, you must come over for a simple meal. We want to thank you properly."

"No problem."

Li Xu smiled and hung up the phone.

...

The on-call room at the hospital.

Several young doctors and residents, having just finished their meal, were relaxing in their chairs.

One of the young men was scrolling through TikTok on his phone.

Suddenly, he came across a video.

"Hey, everyone, come look at this."

The others in the on-call room crowded around.

In the video, a streamer calling himself a "veteran researcher of TCM culture" was animatedly analyzing the latest gossip—the Golden Ray Monastery’s blessing ceremony.

"Folks, do you really think that ceremony was just about some rich people burning incense and praying to Buddha? You’re dead wrong! Today, I’m going to peel back the curtain and show you the ’TCM masterstroke’ behind it all."

"According to a reliable inside source, this ceremony was actually a ’prescription for the soul’ written for the wife of the Guangshun Group’s chairman by the Divine Physician who’s all the rage right now—Li Xu."

"The chairman’s wife was traumatized by a car accident and developed severe post-traumatic stress disorder, or what we call in traditional Chinese medicine, ’a sudden fright that unmoors the spirit.’ For this kind of illness, medicine and injections are often of little use. But Dr. Li Xu brilliantly employed the ’Zuyou Skill,’ a nearly lost art from the thirteen departments of traditional Chinese medicine."

"He leveraged the patient’s reverence for Buddhism and her love of calligraphy, using a grand ceremony and a ’Hundred Buddha Painting’ consecrated by an eminent monk to perform an incredibly clever psychological suggestion. This is the TCM method of ’shifting the spirit and transforming the qi.’ Curing a major illness without a single pill—now that’s a true master."

"Let me see..."

The young doctors huddled together, staring at the screen with excitement in their eyes.

"Holy shit, that analysis actually makes sense."

"You guys think... this was really Dean Li’s idea?"

"Probably. Like they say, where there’s smoke, there’s fire. And don’t forget, when Dean Li was treating that one person for mania the other day, didn’t he use a similar psychological suggestion technique?"

Someone said in admiration, "Dean Li is incredible. To even think of an idea like this... it’s like he’s mastered medicine, psychology, and social dynamics and has them all in the palm of his hand."

You have to understand, streamers these days will exploit any opportunity. The moment they smell the slightest drop of blood in the water—in this case, web traffic—they swarm like sharks.

How could they possibly let go of a hot topic that combines high-society gossip with the mystique of traditional Chinese medicine?

"With this, Dean Li has officially broken out of his circle. He’s probably going to become the nation’s Divine Physician."

...

「A few days later.」

The provincial capital, at the Cui Family’s mountainside villa.

After breakfast, Shen Wen sat upright at her desk, just as she always did, her gaze fixed on the Hundred Buddha Painting hanging on the wall.

She had been looking at this piece of calligraphy for several days now, yet she still felt like she discovered something new each time, unable to tear her eyes away.

Shen Wen came from a scholarly family and already had a very high appreciation for calligraphy.

And Master Hui Yuan, to ensure Shen Wen could focus on the work without getting bored, had truly poured his life’s work into it.

Not a single one of the one hundred "佛" (Buddha) characters was the same.

The master had used the dignified regular script, the fluid semi-cursive script, the ethereal cursive script, the wild clerical script, and even the archaic seal script and oracle bone script.

Each character contained a different atmosphere and Zen meaning, as if a hundred Buddhas in various postures were smiling at her.

Coupled with the "sacred halo" bestowed upon the calligraphy by the consecration ceremony, every time she gazed at it, Shen Wen felt her soul being cleansed. The fear in her heart was gradually soothed by the scent of ink and the essence of Zen.

Because Shen Wen had been living in seclusion during this time, declining all social engagements.

Therefore, she remained completely unaware of the roaring discussions online about the calligraphy and the ceremony.

She only knew that thanks to the Hundred Buddha Painting and the protection of Master Hui Yuan’s Buddhist teachings, her sleep had improved, her nightmares had vanished, her appetite had returned, and her mental state over the past few days had undergone a world-shaking transformation.

"Mom."

Cui Guanghui gently pushed open the study door.

Seeing his mother still studying the Hundred Buddha Painting like a devout believer, her complexion rosy and her expression serene, Cui Guanghui breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, his admiration for Li Xu grew even stronger.

’Li Xu’s method was truly the perfect remedy, a display of divine skill.’

’He not only borrowed the mystical power of Buddhism but also precisely leveraged his mother’s love for calligraphy.’

’Throughout this process, without a single drop of bitter Chinese medicine or the prick of a single scary Silver Needle, he had managed to silently and subtly cure his mother’s "illness of the heart."’

’What an incredible method!’