We went to a remote area to find this miracle doctor. A famed surgeon who could cure cancer, who could go in and remove everything in one go. Mum had so much faith in the guy after she heard it from a lady at a shop.
I googled online for his name... What was his name? Why did I spend hours looking for it but could not find it. Rumour had it he is located somewhere near Linkou, an area near the international area, where there is also a massive medical hospital. But I could not find him. With more searching and playing with words online, I eventually managed to track down an address and a phone number.
I had visions of him opening up a person's body. It was a soldier for some reason. And from inside the body, this famed surgeon took out bones. Bones that were not belonging to the person whose stomach had been somehow opened (not cut open, but just "opened...") They were bones belonging to a child r a baby...
Mum and I ventured to this place. It was not a hospital, but a little shack on the side of the road, situated at a busy intersection. How disappointed we were. But on the shack was a big billboard bearing the surgeon's name. White characters against a brown background.
It was the most bizarre dream... So intense, so filled with hope in the beginning, and then everything just broke down at the end with a great big disappointment...
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