The herbs are blooming, the flowers are fragrant, and the green smoke is lingering in the small bamboo house.
A man, a woman, an old man and a young man sat opposite each other, drinking from their glasses, asking questions and answering questions, and had a very happy conversation.
Master Mingzhen asked the most questions about new medicines. Xiao Ming was not detailed in everything, but had unique insights. He answered questions by analogy. After such a long time, Master Mingzhen not only looked at Xiao Ming with admiration, but also became a good teacher and friend. I have great admiration for the master I have never met.
Mingzhen sighed for a long time after hearing that Xiao Ming's master traveled south to the sea, full of regrets.
"Such a wonderful medicine and wonderful prescription can save the people of the world from water and fire. Master, he has the world in his heart and has made countless achievements. It is a pity that Mingzhen cannot see his true face in person and cannot seek advice from his disciples. It is a lifelong regret."
"Master, he doesn't care about fame or money. He devotes his life to treating diseases and saving people. He traveled south to the sea to study more advanced medical skills." In this way, Xiao Ming used the same rhetoric as before.
It took ten million lies to cover up one lie, and she was tired.
Everyone asked her if she wanted a master. Where could she find one?
Mingzhen is also a free and easy person. What he envies is that his master can put aside his fame and power to travel around the world and disappear between heaven and earth. This is so free and easy. It is a pity that he will never meet such a strange person in this life.
He benefited a lot from the publication of the world's prescriptions in his name. He didn't care about fame or the respect of people in the world. He only cared about the magic of the new medicine and wanted to concentrate on research. Even though he had never met his master, he felt a master-disciple relationship. Mingzhen naturally included Xiao Ming, the master's only disciple, among his classmates. After the discussion just now, he greatly appreciated Xiao Ming's medical knowledge. Therefore, like Min Fangqi, he treats Xiao Ming as his junior sister.
Ambition does not depend on age, talent does not matter whether you are male or female. In his eyes, status is not based on age or gender. Xiao Ming has such ability and medical skills at a young age, which is enough to rival him.
"Junior Sister, it's rare for me to come to the capital once. There is a temple fair at the foot of Beixiao Mountain on the fifteenth day of every month. You can come and have fun." Master Mingzhen invited. He retreated into Buddhism to study medicine and cut off contact with the outside world. Only on the first and fifteenth day of every month did he go down the mountain to diagnose diseases for the people.
It is also because he only went out twice a month that the Beixiao Mountain Temple Fair became famous. Whether it was seeking medical advice or visiting, he would choose the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
Facing the invitation, Xiao Ming only hesitated for a moment before nodding happily.
After chatting for a while, Xiao Ming conveniently said goodbye. If she didn't go back after being out for a long time, she might worry Chen Yuanze and Xiao Yu.
Mingzhen nodded, even though he had regrets, he didn't hold back much, and summoned a young novice monk to lead Xiao Ming out.
Xiao Ming left, and the small bamboo house became quiet. Mingzhen sighed softly, scalded the cup Xiao Ming used with boiling water, filled another cup, and then said: "The person has left, come out!"
In the blink of an eye, a man in mysterious clothes walked out slowly. He was tall and tall, with a resolute face. It was Shi Tingyu who had escaped from Prince Luo's palace in embarrassment.
Because Shi Tingyu couldn't stand Shen Che's nagging, he jumped out of the window and came here. Unexpectedly, he found Xiao Ming entering here by mistake as soon as he sat down, and he quickly avoided it.
Ming Zhen was amazed.
The water in the tea belly gurgled, and the aroma of tea lingered on the tip of Shi Tingyu's nose with the lingering green smoke. Shi Tingyu ignored it. In addition to the aroma of tea, he smelled more of the aroma of medicine, which was a relaxing thing about Xiao Ming. Pleasant medicinal aroma.
This is where she was sitting just now, and the cup she was drinking tea from. When he was in the northwest, he couldn't stop thinking about her all the time. He thought he must be crazy. Obviously Xiao Ming was only fourteen years old, but he just couldn't stop thinking about her endlessly and recalling every moment he spent with her. , her words and deeds, every frown and smile. I wish I could stop the war and come back to be with her and grow up with her.
He wanted even more, he wanted her to have him with her every day from now on.
He wanted to grow old with her.
Even if life is always dull, he can feel happiness and peace of mind from it.
My peace of mind is my hometown.
Wherever she is, it must be her hometown, he thought.
But, see you today. But he acted like a coward. He actually hid and secretly looked at her smiling face...
She is still the same, calm and composed, her face is like the rising sun, and she always has a confident smile.
For a moment, Shi Tingyu's mind was in confusion, and he safely ignored the smile of the old monk Mingzhen opposite him, who was smiling like an extraordinary person. After a while, Shi Tingping suppressed the infinite thoughts in his heart and became confused again when looking at the tea on the table.
He looked expressionlessly at the old monk in front of him who smiled kindly.
A silent accusation.
What to do?
Why? ?
He and Xiao Ming drank tea together, and he could even smell the fragrance of tea from across the room. Xiao Ming praised Mingzhen's good tea more than once.
But……
Why, what is in front of him is clear water...
It's Qingshui, confirmed without a doubt...
The treasure of Mingzhen is sitting solemnly and upright.
If you drink water like a cow, it's better for you to drink clear water, but don't waste his rare good tea.
The young monk led the way, and Xiao Ming followed behind and walked happily, with a smile almost overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
The young monk was holding a basket in his hand, filled with freshly unearthed medicinal materials, each of which was rare.
Master Mingzhen is generous! generous! So generous! Xiao Ming laughed.
The young monk sent Xiao Ming to where there was a voice, pointed out the direction and went back.
Xiao Ming smiled happily while holding the medicine basket, and she could only hum a tune to express her happy mood at the moment.
After returning to the crowded place, Xiao Ming ignored the strange eyes along the way and went straight to the pavilion. She had been out for an hour and hadn't returned for so long. I wonder if Li'er and Xiaoyu would be worried if they couldn't see her.
Before Xiao Ming reached the pavilion, she heard the news that a little girl had fallen into the water.
Xiao Ming's expression changed and she sped forward.
Beside the pavilion, a little girl walked anxiously, wringing her hands and looking around from time to time. When she saw Xiao Ming's figure, she couldn't help but be overjoyed and hurried to Xiao Ming's side.
"Dr. Xiao, why did you come back just now? Miss Bai fell into the water."
"What, is someone okay? Where is he? Take me there quickly?" Xiao Ming was so anxious that she grabbed the little girl's clothes and asked her repeatedly. The medicine basket in her hand fell to the ground and she didn't care.
"Miss Xiaoyu is fine. She is settled in the yard behind. I don't know how the slave fell into the water." The little girl was Chen Ningke's personal maid. Because Xiao Ming could not be found, Chen Ningke had to leave her to wait for Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming answered the question truthfully. As for the reason for falling into the water, he was a little vague.
Xiao Ming was worried about Bai Xiaoyu and didn't even notice the little girl's hesitant expression. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Good Doctor", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find close friends~
