Seeing that his old friend Zen Master had said the same thing, Zhang Langzhong sighed and shook his head, "Mr. Lu's pulse is weak, and I'm afraid he will die. It's a miracle that he can survive until today. According to ordinary people, he would have died as early as two months ago..." ...If he still doesn't wake up tomorrow, he will probably..."
The atmosphere in the room instantly became solemn, and several people lowered their heads and said nothing. Everyone understood it, but they didn't expect that this day would come after all.
"You'd better be prepared!" Zhang Langzhong then packed up his bags, picked up the medicine box and left.
Yin Ji burst into tears and lay on the edge of the bed sobbing. Gao Yun sighed and patted Yin Ji on the shoulder.
I know that the Zen master was originally a man who could see through life and death, but when he saw his beloved disciple reaching this stage, he couldn't help but be moved. He clasped his hands together, chanted "Amitabha", and then left with a feeling of loss.
When Gao Yun saw his old Zen master going out, he also ordered the two novices standing beside him, saying: "Two masters have worked hard too. You can go back and rest! Tonight, I will guard my elder brother for the last time."
The two monks put their hands together and saluted, and then left. Only Gao Yun and Yin Ji were left guarding the room. Gao Yun patted Yin Ji on the shoulder again and said, "Stop crying, little Yin Ji. Your master doesn't want to see you like this."
Yin Ji was already crying with tears streaming down his face. He choked and said, "Who can be as heartless as you? You haven't shed a single tear until now."
"Hey...! I said you, you little baby, are you still arguing with me? You don't know that I haven't cried since I was born!" Gao Yun's nose felt sore at this time, but he still couldn't cry. I just feel uncomfortable in my heart.
Gao Jun was also sitting on the edge of the bed, and at some point there was a bottle of wine in his hand.
Yin Ji stared at Gao Yun with tears in her eyes and said, "What time has it been? Do you still have the heart to drink?"
"This is the wine given to me by the Holy Spirit. I was afraid that these monks would find it secretly wrapped in a brocade bag. I brought it this time just to have a drink with my elder brother."
After finishing speaking, Gao Jun walked to the lobby, brought back two teacups, filled one cup and placed it on the bedside. He filled a cup and held it. He said slowly: "Brother, I'll do it first as a token of respect. Don't follow me with this glass of wine." I snatched it."
Yin Ji wiped her tears and said, "Brother Gao Er, I want to drink too."
"You are still young. If I let you drink it, my elder brother will have to beat me." Gao Jun's nose became sore again.
Yin Ji choked up and said, "But...but I'm afraid...I'm afraid that I won't have another chance in the future. And I'm already sixteen, so I'm not young anymore." After Yin Ji said this, he was about to grab the glass of wine on the bedside.
Gao Yun quickly grabbed Yin Ji's hand and said, "You dare to snatch this from your master. If you want to drink, go to the lobby to get a cup."
Shao Qing and Yin Ji also brought a cup into the room and asked Gao Yun to help fill it.
After the two of them had three cups and two drinks, Yin Ji started to blush and scream. I don't know when, Yue'er has secretly been lying in the corner of the window. The moonlight shines through the window and shines on the desk under the window, shining on a newly painted picture of lotus. Yin Ji is already lying on the edge of the bed and soundly asleep.
Gao Yun shook the bottle of wine, and there was no drop left, so he sighed, "Brother, when we first met, you were the best drinker. Now, I drink up all the wine in the bottle." Yes, you are not righteous!" Then he took the glass of wine on the bedside and said, "If you don't want to drink this glass of wine, I will drink it for you."
After Gao Jun finished speaking, he raised the glass and wanted to drink it all, but when he brought it to his mouth, he couldn't help but choked up. Two lines of hot tears slowly dripped down his cheeks, and happened to land on Yin Ji's forehead.
Yin Ji was woken up in a daze. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw that Brother Gao was crying. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother Gao, you are crying."
When Gao Yun was told this, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He tried to wipe away the tears on his face with his left hand, but he couldn't stop the tears. It seemed that all the tears in this life would be drained away at this moment. The cup in Gao Jun's right hand was shaking as he cried, and most of the wine in the cup was spilled in his hand. Looking at his eldest brother lying motionless on the bed, and then looking at his unrecognizable face, he instantly thought of Xun Mou and the prince. , suddenly became angry again, and threw the cup in his hand to the ground. The cup turned into powder in an instant. Gao Yun's thick eyebrows stood up and he said angrily: "Xun Mou, Xun Mou, one day you will fall into my hands. I must avenge this."
Just when Gao Yun was indignant, there was a rush of footsteps outside the corridor eaves. Gao Jun and Yin Ji stood up at the same time, and when they were about to lift the curtain, Zen Master Guzhi rushed in with several people.
Gao Jun and Yin Ji were stunned by the door for a moment. When they took a closer look, they saw that there was a man and a woman behind the Zen master. The woman was Jing Ruo, the daughter of Uncle Ping Yuan. The other man had gray beard and hair, but they could tell that he was still there. Radiant. Gao Yun murmured in his heart, did Princess Qiongqian really invite Mr. Shuiyue?
Gao Jun turned from sadness to joy, and stepped forward to ask the old man: "Are you Mr. Shuiyue?"
The old man didn't answer. He pointed to the person on the bed and asked Jing Jingruo: "My dear, is this the Lu Zuo you mentioned?"
Jing Jingruo blushed and nodded anxiously, "Yes! That's him. Uncle, please show him."
Therefore, I know that the Zen master also put his hands together and saluted, "Amitabha, the merits of saving someone's life are immeasurable. Please help me sir."
When Gao Jun and Yin Ji heard that it was indeed Mr. Shuiyue, they suddenly felt as if they were in a dream. Seeing him descending like a god from heaven, they almost jumped up with excitement and said in unison: "You are really Mr. Shuiyue. Thank you so much." You've been waiting for it."
"Don't be too happy too early!" Mr. Shuiyue looked at Lu Zuo's complexion, "I can tell from this young man's complexion that he is seriously injured, and his breath is weak. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to survive tonight."
"Ah..." Everyone exclaimed. Unexpectedly, the miracle doctor invited from all the way was of no avail. It was like a bucket of cold water was poured on their hearts, and they instantly became discouraged.
Gao Jun said anxiously: "Old senior, you haven't even checked the patient's pulse for diagnosis, how could you draw a conclusion?"
Mr. Shuiyue looked back at Gao Yun and smiled, "Young man, you drank a lot in the bar at night. I smelled the smell of alcohol on you from the lobby just now. And from your face, it seems that you have been drinking too much." It’s been more than a month, and every morning the next morning, I will go to the hut at least four times. For your friend, you have been drinking to drown your sorrows! I’m right!”
Gao Yun was stunned and couldn't help but exclaimed: "You are so awesome, senior!" After Gao Yun exclaimed, he found that Zen Master Guzhi was looking at him with resentful eyes. Only then did he realize that his drinking here was exposed, so he quickly lowered his head and backed away. Two steps.
Mr. Shuiyue nodded proudly. Jing Jingruo couldn't wait anymore and said quickly: "Uncle, if you still have the heart to joke now, let's show him how he is doing!"
"Oh! That's right!" Mr. Shuiyue said calmly, "Don't worry, my dear, my uncle is here. Even if he reaches the gate of hell, he can bring him back."
