Visuddhimagga I-109

Mahāmittattherassāpi mātu visagaṇḍakarogo uppajji, dhītāpissā bhikkhunīsu pabbajitā hoti. Sā taṃ āha – ‘‘gaccha ayye, bhātu santikaṃ gantvā mama aphāsukabhāvaṃ ārocetvā bhesajjamāharā’’ti.

大友长老的母亲，一次身上发生毒肿，便对她的女儿出家的比丘尼说：「你去将我的病状告诉你的哥哥，要他拿些药来。」

Ñ(I,109): The Elder Mahā-Mitta's mother was sick with a poisoned tumour. She told her daughter, who as a bhikkhuni had also gone forth, 'Lady, go to your brother. Tell him my trouble and bring back some medicine'.

Sā gantvā ārocesi. Thero āha – ‘‘nāhaṃ mūlabhesajjādīni saṃharitvā bhesajjaṃ pacituṃ jānāmi, apica te bhesajjaṃ ācikkhissaṃ – ‘‘ahaṃ yato pabbajito, tato paṭṭhāya na mayā lobhasahagatena cittena indriyāni bhinditvā visabhāgarūpaṃ olokitapubbaṃ, iminā saccavacanena mātuyā me phāsu hotu, gaccha idaṃ vatvā upāsikāya sarīraṃ parimajjā’’ti.

她即往告其兄。长老对她说：「我实不知如何采集药根，也不知如何制药；然而我将告诉你一种药：便是我从出家以来，从未以贪心看异性之色而破坏我的诸根律仪。[PTS 040] 你将我的实语告诉母亲，并祝她迅速病愈。你现在去对母亲优婆夷这样说，同时按摩她的身体。」

Ñ: She went and told him. The Elder said: 'I do not know how to gather root medicines and such things and concoct[kənˈkɔkt] a medicine from them. But rather I will tell you a medicine: since I went forth I have not broken [my virtue of restraint of] the sense faculties by looking at the bodily form of the opposite sex with a lustful mind. By this [40] declaration of truth may my mother get well. Go and tell the lay devotee and rub her body'.

Sā gantvā imamatthaṃ ārocetvā tathā akāsi. Upāsikāya taṃkhaṇaṃyeva gaṇḍo pheṇapiṇḍo viya vilīyitvā antaradhāyi, sā uṭṭhahitvā ‘‘sace sammāsambuddho dhareyya, kasmā mama puttasadisassa bhikkhuno jālavicitrena hatthena sīsaṃ na parāmaseyyā’’ti attamanavācaṃ nicchāresi.

她回去照样的说了此意。便在那一剎那间，优婆夷的毒肿如泡沫一样地消失了，她的心中无限喜悦，流露这样的话：「如果正等觉者在世的话，必定会用他的网纹之手触摩像我的儿子这样的比丘的头顶。」

Ñ: She went and told her what had happened and then did as she had been instructed. At that very moment the lay devotee's tumour vanished, shrinking away like a lump of froth. She got up and uttered a cry of joy: 'If the Fully Enlightened One were still alive, why should he not stroke with his net-adorned hand the head of a bhikkhu like my son?'.