عَنْ مُحَمَّدِ بْنِ حَاطِبٍ عَنْ أُمِّهِ أُمِّ جَمِيلٍ بِنْتِ الْمُجَلَّلِ رَضِيَ اللَّهُ عَنْهَا قَالَتْ أَقْبَلْتُ بِكَ مِنْ أَرْضِ الْحَبَشَةِ حَتَّى إِذَا كُنْتُ مِنَ الْمَدِينَةِ عَلَى لَيْلَةٍ أَوْ لَيْلَتَيْنِ طَبَخْتُ لَكَ طَبِيخًا فَفَنِيَ الْحَطَبُ فَخَرَجْتُ أَطْلُبُهُ فَتَنَاوَلْتَ الْقِدْرَ فَانْكَفَأَتْ عَلَى ذِرَاعِكَ فَأَتَيْتُ بِكَ النَّبِيَّ صَلَّى اللَّهُ عَلَيْهِ وَآلِهِ وَسَلَّمَ فَقُلْتُ بِأَبِي وَأُمِّي يَا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ هَذَا مُحَمَّدُ بْنُ حَاطِبٍ فَتَفَلَ فِي فِيكَ وَمَسَحَ عَلَى رَأْسِكَ وَدَعَا لَكَ وَجَعَلَ يَتْفُلُ عَلَى يَدَيْكَ وَيَقُولُ أَذْهِبِ الْبَأْسَ رَبَّ النَّاسِ وَاشْفِ أَنْتَ الشَّافِي لَا شِفَاءَ إِلَّا شِفَاؤُكَ شِفَاءً لَا يُغَادِرُ سَقَمًا فَقَالَتْ فَمَا قُمْتُ بِكَ مِنْ عِنْدِهِ حَتَّى بَرَأَتْ يَدُكَ
It is narrated from Sayyiduna Muhammad bin Hatib Jumahi (may Allah be pleased with him), he says: My mother, Sayyida Umm Jameel bint Mujallal (may Allah be pleased with her), says: I took you to the land of Habsha, and was returning. When only two nights' journey was left to reach Madinah, I cooked food for you. When the fuel ran out, I went out in search of it. Meanwhile, you grabbed the pot, which overturned and fell on your arm, burning your arm. I brought you to the Noble Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) and said: O Messenger of Allah! May my parents be sacrificed for you! This is Muhammad bin Hatib, his arm is injured. The Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) put his blessed saliva in your mouth, passed his hand over your head, prayed for you, and sprinkled his blessed saliva on your hands and said: "Remove the pain, O Lord of the people, and grant healing, You are the Healer, there is no healing except Your healing, grant such a healing that leaves behind no illness." My mother says: I had not yet stood up with you from his presence when your hand had become completely fine.