Chapter 1829

Chapter 1829

"Master's pulse has been exhausted, and my medicine can only delay the arrival of that day."

The great monk lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"I understand, please write down the prescription." After a moment, he said solemnly.

Li Qingchen walked to the old elm table where the old monk copied scriptures.

The pen and ink visit on the table is still the same as before.

He first copied scriptures while standing on a small stool on this table.

Li Qingchen quickly wrote the recipe.

There are several medicines in it that are not available on the market.

Li Qingchen made a phone call and had someone fly overnight from the imperial capital.

The great monk did not dare to delay.

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I went out in person in the middle of the night and took the medicine according to the prescription given by Li Qingchen.

When the morning light broke, the few medicines Li Qingchen asked for were quickly and slowly delivered to the temple.

Li Qingchen divided the medicine and gave it to the great monk: "I will come here every day to give Master acupuncture."

"Thank you for your hard work." The great monk nodded gently.

Then he was silent for a while, and then said: "A monk should not have such persistence as me, but...but I..."

He just didn't want to be separated from his master.

When I think about it, in the years to come, there will no longer be a master around me.

He was panicked!

"I understand." Li Qingchen patted the great monk's shoulder gently.

The great monk glanced at him and immediately relaxed: "You haven't slept a wink all night. Go get some sleep."

"Um."

Li Qingchen nodded.

He glanced at the closed door of the Zen room again, and then left the old monk's Zen courtyard.

Li Qingchen did not go back to the monastery to rest.

Instead, he was waiting on the road that Shen Xinyue must pass when leaving the monastery.

Waited for a while.

Shen Xinyue stared in confusion and followed the monks out.

"Mr. Xiao Li, are you waiting for your wife to come so early?" a monk joked.

Li Qingchen is a wonderful person, he looks like a fairy, and he looks like he is out of the ordinary world.

But he is extremely clingy to his wife.

Wherever his wife is, he will follow her.

"Qingchen, why are you here?" As soon as Shen Xinyue heard Mr. Li, she immediately came to her senses and trotted towards him.

Just take a look.

Shen Xinyue noticed something was wrong.

Li Qingchen wore the T-shirt and trousers he wore when sleeping.

He's very particular about not running around in sleeping clothes.

and......

"Why are there slippers for each foot? This one doesn't belong to you, right?" Shen Xinyue took Li Qingchen's hand, glanced at his feet, and whispered.

Li Qingchen couldn't care less about what he was wearing this night.

"No wonder the instep feels a little scratched..." He took a look and saw that the shoe on his right foot was a little too small.

"Senior sister, you go first!" Shen Xinyue said hello to the monk sisters, took Li Qingchen's hand, and walked to the monastery where he lived, "I hope the one who wore the wrong shoes hasn't left yet. !”

one night.

Li Qingchen was in a bad mood.

The whole person was immersed in repeated self-blame.

According to the old monk's pulse, he read through all the medical books he could find in his mind.

There is no prescription that can save the old monk's life.

Shen Xinyue's hand wrapped his cold hand with warmth.

A state of confusion.

I was healed to a great extent in an instant.

It was like a ship adrift in the stormy waves, returning to his own safe port to dock.