A magic formula
Ventu Sea.
My cousin was born in '70. When he was six months old, he developed epilepsy, which he had several seizures in a month.
At the onset of the disease, the person falls to the ground, foaming at the mouth, twitching of the hands and feet, and loses consciousness. After a few minutes, the convulsions stopped and the person came to his senses.
The family was poor and could not afford to see a doctor, and the disease dragged on until the age of four, and the attacks became more frequent, sometimes several times a day.
One day, when he fell ill again, looking at his son who fell to the ground and kept convulsing and fell into a coma, his uncle and aunt burst into tears, but they couldn't think of any way.
At this time, a passer-by passed by the door, saw the situation, and immediately entered the house, and said to his uncle and aunt, "Look at this poor child, I will give him a prescription to try."
The uncle saw that the man was in his fifties, his eyes were bright, his clothes were tattered, his trousers were rolled up, and a pair of straw sandals were stained with mud. When he heard that he could cure his son's illness, he was overjoyed, and he was busy serving tea and giving up his seat, treating him like a distinguished guest.
The visitor drank the water and said to bring pen and paper.
My uncle hurriedly searched for pen and paper for the visitor.
The visitor held the pen and pondered for a long time, and then, nodding his head, as if he had understood, he began to write the prescription.
I wrote it in a moment, looked at it, thought about it, tore it up and wrote it again, wrote it, tore it up, and it took three times to make a prescription.
He took the prescription and said to his uncle, you go and grab a medicine, decoction and feed it, just this medicine, if it can be good, it will be good, and if it can't be good, don't treat it again. After saying that, go out and go, don't give a penny.
My uncle went to the town to get the medicine, and the price of the medicine was only a few cents. I fried it and ate it to my cousin, but I didn't have any hope in my heart, in his cognition, how could a medicine cure a disease, let alone such a difficult disease.
Who knows, since my cousin took this medicine, he no longer got sick, January, February, a year, two years, so far I haven't had a seizure, and the disease is completely cured.
This miraculous prescription, from the hand of a mysterious visitor, cured my cousin's epilepsy with one payment, which is unbelievable and unbelievable.
In order to find the truth, I asked my aunt and uncle, and I asked my cousin and cousin, and they all said that this was indeed the case.
It's a pity that the prescription has long been missing.
There are masters in the people, and there are strangers in the people, and some of their skills are enough to subvert people's common sense.
What's the mystery here?