Chapter 008: Believe Again

During this period, Du Guanglin gradually regained his composure, but he was contemplating how to experiment and understand what exactly that transfer was all about

Then, Li Tongbiao exclaimed in shock, "What, you have stomach cancer? How is that possible?"

A series of two startled exclamations came directly from the mouths of Du Guanglin and Li Tongbiao. Li Tongbiao was astonished, as he had not expected his friend to casually disclose his mental illness to a stranger. On the other hand, Du Guanglin was shocked by the mental value; could it truly correspond to a person's brain health? Just a moment ago, he had only asked whether the other party was also feeling unwell, precisely because he was unclear about what the mental value actually represented. However, it now seemed that he had guessed correctly.

"Tong Biao, don't be angry, let me explain..." At this moment, Wang Minghai stepped forward to Li Tongbiao, whispering in his ear.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared before him, and Du Guanglin found himself in a very strange space. In this space, there were no objects, resembling a void, only a grayish atmosphere within a radius of one hundred meters. Du Guanglin could not find his own existence; or rather, at this moment, he had no body, only a pair of eyes. However, these eyes could capture a 360-degree panoramic view of the scenery.

And the hope for this thing, if it does not exist, so be it; however, once it is born, it will inevitably grow larger and larger. Especially since this hope has been reborn after Wang Minghai rationally extinguished it once, it will undoubtedly be even more immense than before.

Strange, transfer

Subsequently, Du Guanglin did not follow that thought to experiment, but instead contemplated for a moment and chose the thought of returning to his body

Du Guanglin suddenly felt a sense of absurdity rising within him. Did not these two characters, along with their corresponding values, represent each person's health? How could he possibly move them? Could it be that one person's health could be transferred to another?

Wang Minghai was indeed very surprised. Just now, Du Guanglin had been fixated on the behavior of that middle-aged man who was staring unabashedly, which naturally caught his attention. That middle-aged man was actually his childhood friend, Li Tongbiao, who was also the owner of the Qing Shui Real Estate upstairs. Unfortunately, he suffered from congenital intermittent mental illness; during episodes, he would become dazed and confused in his thinking, but normally, he was just like any ordinary person.

Hehe... Du Guanglin hurriedly forced a hint of an apologetic smile, and once again lifted his foot to walk out with the book.

Thus, Wang Minghai immediately exclaimed, "You are right; Tong Biao indeed has a congenital intermittent mental illness, you..."

After finishing this sentence, Wang Minghai quickly stepped forward and grabbed Du Guanglin, saying, "Have you seen something again?"

But Wang Minghai suddenly changed his expression and said, "Wait a moment."

Gao Ren, this Du Guanglin, is he truly an extraordinary person? Wang Minghai could no longer remain calm; Li Tongbiao, does he have a mental illness? Yet he was able to pinpoint it in an instant. This mental illness, if it does not manifest, can still be discerned, but it is truly remarkable.

A few steps away, there is another font circle, which is the one that keeps flickering rapidly between -0.2 and -0.3, yet has a spirit value of 0. Behind it, there is a font circle with a mental value of -0.2 and a spirit value of -0.7

For instance, Li Tongbiao at present appears absolutely radiant, showing no signs of illness whatsoever. However, why is Du Guanglin staring at him so strangely for such a long time? In fact, it seems even longer than the time he spent looking at himself yesterday

This is rather strange

Mr. Du, previously, I had my doubts about you, thinking that you could not possibly help with my cancer. However, now that I have seen the *illustration* book, I realize I was wrong. Tong Biao's condition is, on the surface, absolutely the same as that of an ordinary person, yet you were able to see something was amiss at a glance... Wang Minghai stepped in front of Du Guanglin again, saying, "I also understand that cancer is not a trivial illness, but you are different. Even the renowned traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in our provincial capital cannot discern whether Tong Biao is ill at a glance like you can, so you..." Wang Minghai stepped in front of Du Guanglin again, saying, "I also understand that cancer is not a trivial illness, but you are different. Even the renowned traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in our provincial capital cannot discern whether Tong Biao is ill at a glance like you can, so you..."

That middle-aged man? And Wang Minghai. Within Du Guanglin's consciousness, a glimmer of understanding arose, but soon after, two thoughts emerged within him. One of these thoughts indicated that he could now return to his own body, while the other was somewhat peculiar, suggesting that he could move the numbers on these character circles. In other words, he could transfer a number from one character circle to another. A glimmer of understanding arose, but soon after, two thoughts emerged within him. One of these thoughts indicated that he could now return to his own body, while the other was somewhat peculiar, suggesting that he could move the numbers on these character circles. In other words, he could transfer a number from one character circle to another

After all, no one wishes to be tormented by cancer indefinitely. Even though cancer is no longer considered an incurable disease and there is hope for recovery, one still has to remain trapped in the continuous nightmare of chemotherapy, hospitalization, and ongoing treatment. Any normal person would not hope to live in such an environment

The closest to him, directly beneath his body, was a font circle with all values being zero. Du Guanglin surprisingly felt a sense of flesh and blood connection to this font circle, and then he suddenly realized that it was indeed his own font circle.

"Speak softly, I don't want too many people to know..." Wang Minghai once again lowered his voice, and then began to whisper again. As this murmur continued, Li Tongbiao's expression began to change, occasionally casting increasingly strange glances at Du Guanglin, which became more and more peculiar.

Ah? Wang Minghai was taken aback, and a trace of excitement suddenly flashed across his face. "You actually noticed it! This..."

It was as if he had just answered a multiple-choice question. As soon as Du Guanglin made his choice, he felt a darkness envelop him once again, followed by a sudden brightness. When he opened his eyes again, he had regained the sensation in all parts of his body.

Within the space, apart from the void, there are floating and rotating circles of characters.

Until the end, it seemed that he recalled the expression on Du Guanglin's face when he had just looked at him, which immediately made him feel somewhat suspicious

Du Guanglin was slightly taken aback. He initially intended to say that he had not seen anything, but upon seeing Wang Minghai's eager and hopeful expression, coupled with the fact that Wang Minghai had just helped him, and considering that the middle-aged man in front seemed to be his friend, Du Guanglin then said, "Is he also feeling a bit unwell?"

After having this doubt, Wang Minghai found it increasingly difficult to remain calm. Although he rationally believed that if Du mhetushucom .com Guanglin could help with his cancer, it would undoubtedly be a fantasy, the series of unusual behaviors exhibited by this young man ultimately led him to uncontrollably harbor a glimmer of hope

As he spoke, Wang Minghai became increasingly agitated. Not long ago, even he himself did not believe that the young man before him could cure cancer. However, Du Guanglin's extraordinary performance once again ignited a flicker of hope within him, plunging him back into a state of desperate seeking for medical help, even more intense than the previous night. After all, China is an ancient and mysterious country, where myths and qigong are widely circulated among the people. Du Guanglin's display was indeed miraculous, making him feel as if he had grasped a lifeline. "Mr. Du, please help me. I will pay you any amount if you can cure my illness!"

A few minutes later, the two finally ceased their conversation. Wang Minghai wore a calm expression, occasionally flickering with a hint of joy, while Li Tongbiao still appeared perplexed and uncertain, though the look of suspicion on his face was unmistakable. However, he chose not to say anything further

At that very moment, he immediately noticed that a middle-aged man a few steps ahead was staring at him with a very peculiar gaze, filled with both confusion and disdain. Any man would feel somewhat uncomfortable being directly stared at by another man.

Ah!