It was said that an ordinary doctor was invited, but Qi Jiahen still brought a white-haired old man who looked very experienced.
But it was obvious that the white-haired old man had come to the seventh floor for the first time, and he had two words written all over his body.
nervous.
The white-haired old man was shaking like a sieve through chaff from the moment he entered the door. Bai Gu was even afraid that his eyebrows and beard would be shaken off by him.
But as soon as the white-haired old man got started, his whole aura changed and he became high-spirited. He helped Bai Gu remove the bandage, anti-inflammation, apply medicine, and bandage in a few moments, and it was done quickly.
This comes from confidence in medical ethics and one’s own medical skills!
Medical knowledge can help the world, save lives and heal the wounded, how great is it!
How can you not be proud of having accomplished something in your studies and doing your little bit for the common people?
Bai Gu thanked the white-haired old man. The latter quickly waved his hands in fear and said incoherently that it was just a trivial matter. Why should the distinguished guest take it to heart? He also said that the villain was just doing something within his duty. What the distinguished guest said was too serious. kind of discourse.
Bai Gu smiled and said that you are kind-hearted and will live long and peacefully in the future.
Finally, Bai Gu stood up and said goodbye to the white-haired old man with a smile, watching the latter leave.
When the Qi family sent the white-haired old man away and returned to his private room, Bai Gu asked him to come closer and whispered a few words in his ear.
Qi Jiahen's expression suddenly became embarrassed and serious, but after careful consideration, he invited Bai Gu to another room, not knowing what he was doing.
Bai Xiaoxiao originally wanted to follow him, but Bai Gu used a candied haws stick to place him on his seat and waited obediently for him to come back.
He Yan smiled and reassured Bai Gu that she would keep an eye on Bai Xiaoxiao and not let him run around.
Bai Gu smiled, without comment, turned around and followed Qi Jiahen out.
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The big waves hit the cliff, splashing a piece of broken jade, and then fell back into the sea.
This is the coast of the East China Sea.
A young monk wearing white Zen robes clasped his hands and looked at the vast sea.
"When a thought is pure, the heart is like a lotus flower blooming."
The young monk looked at the undulating blue waves in front of him, and the scenes reflected in his eyes changed.
There was a scholar with a small boat, lying on his back facing the sky, closing his eyes and concentrating, feeling very uncomfortable.
A fishing boat encountered heavy rain and strong winds and waves. The entire fishing boat overturned and sank to the bottom of the sea. No one survived.
Someone with a sword on his back came in the form of a rainbow, killed the big demon causing trouble with one sword, and left in the form of a rainbow without leaving his name.
Some enlightened people created an island out of thin air in the sea, built a hut on it, cultivated it, and lived in seclusion to escape the world.
…
The scene in the young monk's eyes gradually receded like a wave and returned to normal.
"Like the rolling dust of three thousand lifetimes, closing your eyes is like an insect, opening your eyes is like the wind."
The young monk recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Senior, don't you have to hide all the time. Wouldn't it be better to come out to meet and chat?"
"Hey, you little monk is so interesting. I was about to leave, but you came to the door instead." A middle-aged man in slovenly clothes suddenly appeared next to the young monk. He had an unshaven beard, sleepy eyes, and a look of sleepiness on his face. , and didn’t look like he’d washed himself for a long time.
The middle-aged man picked his nose and flicked it off casually, "I really didn't expect that in this world, there would be such an... interesting guy like you again."
"Again?" The young monk was a little confused, "Senior, please clarify."
The middle-aged man yawned, "Your talent is very interesting."
The young monk understood immediately, "Senior, do you mean that those who have living beings are the same as young monks?"
There are spiritual beings in the world, but not only the human race can practice cultivation.
"It's almost the same. Although it's a little different, you and him will meet one day. That day should be very interesting."
"Thank you, senior, for spending all your time and energy on this young monk and revealing the secret." The young monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "This matter has spread to the top of the mountain now. It's not a secret. I'm just talking to remind you. No need to thank me."
The young monk hesitated for a moment, "Is it inevitable between the young monk and that one?"
"It's more than inevitable. You two are destined to fight against each other. How can you hide from it?" The middle-aged man touched his stubble-covered chin and looked up and down with interest at the man who was a head taller than him and was surrounded by Buddhists. The young monk, who has high hopes for us, said, "I still hope that day will come soon. I feel that it will be very different. The battle between the two of you can be said to be...unprecedented and unprecedented."
The young monk questioned: "Where are the two great swordsmen who broke the Dou Ling Cellar?"
"The two of them? In fact, they are similar to you, but their influence is not as big as yours." The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, "Don't forget, they are just sword cultivators."
"Young monk is taught." The young monk hesitated again and again, but asked again with a shy face: "The young monk has a question in his mind, I wonder if the senior can help the young monk clear up his doubts?"
"I'm not one of your people." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, "Why, there are some things that can only be practiced by you Buddhists, and no one else can touch them?"
"The young monk is just curious about why senior chose this thankless path. There is absolutely no other meaning. Senior, don't get me wrong."
"Who told you that this road is so hard and thankless? You should also have some exposure to this road, and you won't have such thoughts, right?"
The young monk was silent for a moment, "It's just the way senior walks that makes the young monk really unexpected."
The middle-aged man understood and laughed loudly, "There are many roads and people are different. I just chose a more unique method. Anyway, no matter what, just tell me whether this method works or not."
The young monk also laughed, "Senior can think what others can't think of, and naturally achieve what others can't."
"You, a little monk, are so good at talking." The middle-aged man grinned and touched his chin, "Since you praise me like this, then as an elder, I have no reason not to give you some greeting gifts."
The middle-aged man pointed in a certain direction, "Go there, your path will not only be farther, but at least it will be wider."
The young monk followed the middle-aged man's fingers and looked over.
It is the direction opposite to the sea water in front of you.
west.
"I heard that there is a vast sea in the far west. It is also very spectacular. The young monk is fascinated by it."
The middle-aged man nodded, "The scenery there is great and the people are nicer."
"It seems that senior misses it there very much."
A nostalgic smile appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, "The white waves hitting the shore are my hometown. How can I not miss it?"
"Senior, is there anything you need me to do?"
"If you're good at it, there really is one." The middle-aged man held out two fingers, "Help me pay homage to a good friend, anything will do, just don't let you break the precept. In addition, there is a tea mountain there, and the output is Although their tea is not famous, I haven’t had it for some years. If you remember it when you come back, bring some back for me. Forget it if you don’t remember. These two things are trivial and dispensable. "
For some reason, I can't go back home, which is really a headache.
The young monk took a step back, clasped his hands together, bowed and said, "Senior monks have entrusted me with this, and I, as a young monk, should keep it in mind."
The middle-aged man nodded, "Go, it's not easy for you to be born, and it's good to walk more."
"Little monk, take your leave."
Seeing the white streak melting into the wind and snow between the sky and the earth, gradually moving away, the middle-aged man smiled. Only then did he reluctantly stretch out his left hand that had been hidden in his sleeve, twisting his two fingers together, holding a Threads that are difficult to see with the naked eye.
The silk thread was extremely thin and short, twisting slowly between the middle-aged man's fingers, like an insect.
The middle-aged man looked at the thread between his fingers with interest, "It's fun, interesting."
Then the middle-aged man pinched the silk thread, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then swallowed it.
A majestic aura suddenly burst out from the middle-aged man's body, turning into countless streams of light scurrying around, like countless swimming fish trying to escape from the cage of the middle-aged man's body.
Then, a more powerful aura appeared, crushing the disobedient streamers like a torrent, detaining them in one place, gathering them into the original thread, and crawling quietly inside the middle-aged man's body.
"Dele, we have the appetizers, let's go have a drink!"
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Bai Gu came back soon, and after Qi Jiahen prepared some medicine for He Yan, he went downstairs and left.
Just when they were about to leave Changzhou Pharmacy, Bai Gu and the others met a familiar person.
Fang Dan, a young man in brocade clothes.
The Shanshui Lang of Shanshuifang who can naturally defeat the spirits and ghosts.
He Yan always had a teasing tone when they met, "Hey, Master Fang, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you here to make up for me?"
Fang Dan passed through Jiaoyue Mountain and suffered heavy losses. Not only did he overdraw countless cultivation essence and blood to open the third vertical eye, but he also touched a certain taboo in his body and hurt his foundation. It was like missing a step when walking up the stairs and falling directly.
Moreover, Fang Dan opened his third vertical eye and the attack in conjunction with Lian Feng did not cause any substantial damage to the female shadow. Therefore, Fang Dan and Lian Feng were two unlucky guys. One overdrawn his cultivation essence and blood, damaging his foundation, and the other self-destructed his natal sword and gave up the future of the road. In the end, they didn't even make a splash, and they were in vain.
It's really a loss of my wife and a loss of soldiers.
At this time, Fang Dan still looked pale, weak and seriously injured, a bit more miserable than Bai Gu. He looked like a playboy who often hangs out in the Golden Cave, with all the bones in his body hollowed out.
Fang Dan naturally heard the implication of He Yan's words, and couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth, "Who is like you? You eat spicy food every day, so of course you are full of energy."
"Are you envious? You can try it too, otherwise your body will be hollowed out sooner or later."
Fang Dan rolled his eyes, not wanting to get involved with this guy who came from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River and spoke more openly than a northerner like him, so he raised his legs and was about to walk into Changzhou Pharmacy.
Qi Jiahen, who was following Bai Gu and the others, came out and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Young Master Fang, who was greeted from afar."
"Shopkeeper Qi?" Fang Dan was a little surprised to see Qi Jiahen appear.
Generally speaking, as the manager of a medical clinic, only when important events or important figures appear will he come forward to deal with them.
And the closer you are to the gate when seeing off guests, the more important it is to reflect the matter or person.
In Fang Dan's impression, He Yan was just a third-class guest at Cheung Chau Pharmacy, right?
Are you worthy of having Qi Jiahen delivered to the door?
You don't get this kind of treatment yourself!
Is it possible...
Fang Dan looked at Bai Gu.
But Bai Guli ignored Fang Dan and walked straight to his carriage.
Pay attention to him?
Why?
I'm not familiar with this guy, so why should I pretend to be so affectionate?
And if I remember correctly, when we first met a few days ago, this guy was still talking nonsense behind his back, right?
On Jiaoyue Mountain, can you defeat that ghost thing by losing your cultivation? is that useful?
Don't play with wishful thinking and move yourself. This is reality, not a script. Who are you playing it for?
Qi Jiahen quickly chased after him, "Mr. Bai, walk slowly."
Bai Gu nodded, "Just don't forget about me. It shouldn't be difficult, right?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Bai, I will definitely keep this in mind."
Bai Guy hummed, and then he hugged Bai Xiaoxiao and got into the car, followed closely behind.
Fang Dan was extremely shocked, but with a calm face, she called Qi Jiahen who was reluctant to leave, and turned around to enter Changzhou Pharmacy.
Let's have a good chat.
