The above is a ceremony performed by a Tibetan woman’s parents and family when she reaches adulthood at the age of 16, which is equivalent to the coming-of-age ceremony for mainlanders.
After completing this ceremony, you can participate in social activities, and are also allowed to fall in love and get married.
"I like you too." Another voice interrupted: "My name is Raze, are you willing to enter my white tent?"
"And me. This is the brocade belt I knitted by myself. Are you willing to wear it every day?"
After hearing these words, Tao Le instead of being angry, a smile appeared on his lips.
She really wanted to hear how Ximu dealt with these beautiful Tibetan girls.
Ximu's voice, as clear as ice springs, rang out, and he spoke very authentic Tibetan:
"Thank you for showing favor to me. But I already have my heart."
Tao Le couldn't help but turn around and met his eyes.
Simu simply strode forward and took Tao Le into his arms: "This Mamba, who has excellent medical skills, is my lover."
The eyes of the three of them immediately fell on Tao Le, looking her up and down.
If it were anyone else, Tao Le would definitely feel uncomfortable or even angry.
But the other party is such a beautiful girl, and her eyes are so clear and clean that people can't get angry.
"I'm sorry. You are all very cute girls, and you will definitely meet better people in the future. This one." She hugged Simu's arm: "He is already mine."
The three girls showed disappointment in unison.
"It's not your fault." One girl said, "You don't need to apologize to us."
"If one day you feel you don't like him anymore, can you tell me?" Raze's eyes were still glued to Simu's face, quite reluctantly.
"There won't be such a day." Simu replied first: "We will always be together. Even if the galaxy collapses and the universe ends, we will not be separated."
The girls sighed and walked away. Tao Le looked at Ximu, who also looked back at her affectionately.
She also sighed softly in her heart.
He always goes back. Being together all the time should be just a beautiful wish.
And the good things in the world never last long.
All she can do is cherish every day now. As for the future, just take it one step at a time.
There is no airtight wall in the world.
Early in the morning, Zheng Changchun, director of the Department of Neurology at the Central Hospital of Saskatchewan, excitedly knocked on Dean Han's door and woke him up from his sleep.
"Zheng Yidao?" Dean Han opened the door, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at his watch: "Is there anything we can't talk about in the hospital?"
"I haven't slept all night and I can't wait."
Zheng Changchun squeezed through the door of the hotel room: "Isn't it a bit embarrassing that you didn't notify me of such a big thing?"
"No, what happened? What did I hide from you?" Han Tai's mind was a little confused.
"Walker, Kamura Yuken." Zheng Changchun reminded dissatisfiedly.
"Oh, you know." Han Tai finally responded: "But what does it have to do with you if someone comes over?"
"Why are there no more?" Zheng Changchun's voice raised three times: "Two core members of the International Federation of Theologians have come to our hospital, and you didn't even tell me, so you didn't treat me as a godwaiter. Does the director take it seriously?"
Seeing Han Taixi moving the corner of his mouth and still talking, he immediately said first: "No matter what they are here for, since they are here, can they perform a few guided surgeries for us?"
"Ah, guiding the operation?" Han Tai was still not fully awake, and could not help but be led away by Zheng Changchun's thoughts: "Don't say it, this is not impossible. Are there any patients in your department who are undergoing elective surgery?"
"It must be there!" Zheng Changchun said: "Meningioma in the lesser pontine angle area, suspected trigeminal schwannoma, occlusive obstruction of the basilar artery. There are so many."
"If these patients are not satisfied, I will immediately help them cast a net - with such top pediatric experts, how can we still fail to treat patients?"
"Okay - no, you wait first." Han Tai listened and finally remembered the business: "The patients you mentioned just now should be able to do it. Which one can be done today or tomorrow? , you go and make sure again.”
"I was originally planning to take the stage in these two days, and there is no problem." Zheng Changchun's voice was filled with joy: "Who said that pie in the sky won't fall? These two are extraordinary talents who can't even be invited. Why did you choose our institute for exchange and research?”
"Who said they are here for exchanges and research?" Han Tai asked back: "They are here for other reasons. Although it is a good thing, I think it is a bit unreliable."
"What good thing?" Zheng Changchun's curiosity also rose.
"They're here to inspect - well, logically speaking, I should keep it a secret until the matter is completed. But in fact, no matter what, I can't get around you, so I'll tell you straight away, they are here to inspect the members."
"Inspection?" Zheng Changchun was stunned at first, and then an incredible idea came to his mind, and he was filled with ecstasy: "You mean?"
Han Tai immediately understood that he had misunderstood: "Don't be so excited. Let me explain first, the person they are inspecting is from our hospital, but not you."
The fire of hope that had just been ignited in Zheng Changchun's heart was ruthlessly extinguished by these words.
He frowned: "Then if it wasn't me, who else could it be? Could it be Zhuo Shengli?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Deputy Director Zhuo is very good, but compared with you Zheng Yidao, there is still a gap."
This sentence inexplicably made Zheng Changchun feel a little better.
"If it weren't for the two of us, no one else in Corey would be able to do it, right?"
"Who said it was you who did it?" Han Tai sighed and said, "Don't guess, it's Teacher Tao from the emergency center."
"Which Teacher Tao?" Monk Zheng Changchun was confused: "You mean, the group of people who came to aid Tibet this time? How can you call someone Tao a teacher and not have any impression on me at all?"
"Oh?" This time it was Han Tai's turn to be confused: "This week, the whole hospital is promoting acupuncture to control pulse and stop bleeding. Didn't you learn it?"
"I'm on stage from morning to night every day, how can I have time?" Zheng Changchun didn't take it seriously: "Old Han, don't be so secretive, just tell me quickly."
"It won't take any time to learn that. You'll know as soon as you put on the VR glasses and go in." Han Tai was a little unhappy: "This technology is also useful for neurosurgery, so we really can't delay it."
"Okay, I'll go study in the evening." Zheng Changchun didn't take it seriously at all, and said nonchalantly, and then said:
"You can finally tell me this time, right?"
"It's Tao Le. She's the female disciple of Zhou Jishen, the new honorary member of the Medical Association..."
"You don't need to say anything." Zheng Changchun waved his hand: "I know her. Ji Shen said that she cured his disciple's astrocytoma."
"Really?" This was the first time Han Tai heard about this, and he immediately felt confident in his heart: "So, Teacher Tao really has expertise in neurosurgery?"
"Probably." Zheng Changchun's face was a little solemn: "But I heard that her disease was treated with acupuncture, and it has nothing to do with our gods."
"Perhaps those foreign experts are just optimistic about the advantages of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture in the treatment of supernatural beings? It can not only cure brain tumors, but also stop bleeding. With these, what's wrong with occupying a place in the Shenwai Association?"
"What you said makes sense." Zheng Changchun nodded.
(End of chapter)
