The four hundred and ninth round, tossing and turning

The four hundred and ninth round

Qin Ying's small movements were caught, and he flattened his mouth and pretended to be innocent and retorted: "As a doctor, should I see death and not save me?" ”

Yuan Lao Dao knocked on Qin Ying's head angrily, and wanted to see what kind of structure she had here: "His original life has long been exhausted, and it is redundant to linger for two years, what are you doing?" ”

Standing on her own side, she refused to take a step back, and asked him slowly but firmly: "Since the master believes in the destiny of heaven, why do you still practice along the path, this is a move against the sky." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As the old saying goes: Life and death are fate, and wealth is in the sky.

Most people are accustomed to being dominated by fate or the way of heaven, but there are a handful of people who are not reconciled, and gradually try to break free from the shackles by means of cultivation, and finally take life, old age, sickness and death into their own hands, and are no longer bound by the outside world of heaven and earth.

“…… It's useless to struggle no matter what, he has no ambition for himself, what else can you do. Yuan Lao Dao lowered his head and sighed.

"How does the master know so clearly?" Qin Ying remembered that he had always avoided Pei Lone, as if Pei Lone was a beast that could eat people, but now she heard two secrets from Yuan Laodao, and suddenly felt very fresh.

"Everything about him is written clearly on his face, and I can see it at a glance, but I don't want to say it." Yuan Laodao rubbed his faintly swollen forehead, there was no way to take the cheap apprentice he had rashly collected three years ago.

Those who swagger to the stars have no other characteristics, that is, there are many broken things, and others can't stop them.

What Qin Ying wants to do will definitely be done to the end, she won't look back when she hits the south wall on the way, and she won't cry when she sees the coffin, she treats herself quite ruthlessly. I don't know if the swagger star influenced her, or if she fits the swagger star.

According to the Taoists, the former is more likely to be larger.

The conversation between the two came to an end for the time being, Qin Ying entered Pei Lian's room, sat back on the edge of the couch, and tucked the quilt for him, the weather in mid-spring slowly became hotter, but his body was still cold, and he had to cover a layer of soft couch all day long, and he had to drink half a bowl of boiled ginger water every half an hour to drive away the cold.

Under Qin Ying's supervision, Pei Lian's hands trembled and he picked up the porcelain bowl and drank the boiled ginger water in one gulp, hesitated for a long time and choked up: "I know that I can't accompany the hairpin for too long." In the future, I am not in the world, and the hairpin girl will have no family to rely on. You help me take good care of her. Li Chunfeng is young and powerful, marrying a wife and taking a concubine is a common thing, if the hairpin girl is wronged here, you can still run away. ”

Qin Ying replied solemnly, pursed her lower lips, her eyes and the tip of her nose were red, and after a while, she asked softly, "--Your Excellency can't trust my medical skills?" ”

"Even if you have a good hand to rejuvenate, you can't save the dying man." After that, Pei Lin smiled bitterly and waved his hand to let Qin Ying go home, don't waste your energy in vain.

Tears flowed out in an instant, Qin Ying covered half of his face, he couldn't stay longer in a gaffe, packed up the incense case and the medical box and needle box, and hurriedly got up to say goodbye.

It turned out that at the most difficult juncture, what he repeatedly thought about was not his own life and death, but his daughter who was regarded as the pearl of his palm.

It was night Qin Ying who had insomnia. She lay on the couch with her eyes closed, and she was still conscious until midnight. She remembered the two "heavenly machines" leaked by Yuan Laodao, and the more she thought about it, the more sad she became.

In her previous life, she lived in isolation in the mountains and forests for 300 years, life seemed to be a matter of course, and death seemed to be an unattainable thing. When she stepped into the red dust, she finally knew that the hurdle of life and death could not be escaped by people, and she would have to face it sooner or later.

She thought that she had seen countless strange patients, and she had been able to watch the life and death of bystanders indifferently, but she was still easily emotional.

The one who is going to die is not a person who knows his life and has a one-sided relationship, but an old man who has been right day and night, and is also the father-in-law of his senior brother, and he is also the friend of the hairpin lady's Aye.

How can you bear to give up those friendships that you know.

Qin Ying kept tossing and turning, and somehow managed to get up to the usual moment.

When he was in the court, Qin Ying had an ugly face and two significant dark circles under his eyes. Seeing this, the colleague who had a good relationship asked if he had gone too far with his wife yesterday, Qin Ying shook his head and didn't want to say a word. Everyone took her as a default, looked at Qin Ying's slender figure, and tacitly pursed her lips and snickered.

She was in a bit of a trance all day long, and she didn't have the cleverness of the-for-tat confrontation with Yuan Laodao at the beginning. The people below wrote a silk book on a business trip, and Qin Ying reported to the Ministry of Rites without reviewing it, but the Ministry of Rites called Qin Ying to him, reprimanded him mercilessly, and asked her to work overtime in the afternoon.

Who knew that Qin Yingdao could make up the shift today, and she was going to Li Chunfeng's house in the afternoon to take care of an elder who was seriously ill, and she couldn't take care of her work.

This is the truth that there is no moisture, but the Ministry of Rites Shangshu raised his eyebrows fiercely after hearing this, and said in her heart how much she didn't want to be the Langzhong of the Ancestral Hall, and she didn't feel guilty if she didn't work hard, and she still pulled Li Chunfeng as a backpad!

Qin Ying and Li Chunfeng have a close relationship, and they are semi-public like Li Chunfeng's wedding.

As a member of the third grade, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites should also look down on Li Chunfeng, the order of the Taishi Bureau from the fifth grade.

After all, Li Chunfeng's reputation is spread in the community because of a book "Tui Bei Tu", and some people even boast that he is a fairy and a true monarch. So the Ministry of Rites Shangshu let go of his voice and reprimanded Qin Ying, but he couldn't be angry with Li Chunfeng. Although Li Chunfeng's rank is half a cut shorter than Qin Ying.

The gossip that Qin Ying was going to work overtime, when it spread all over the official office of the Ministry of Rites, everyone secretly raised their eyebrows, thinking that Qin Ying was not the darling of the Ministry of Rites, and would be scolded like himself.

In fact, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu privately found fault with Qin Ying a lot of times, and others had no way of knowing this.

In the afternoon, Qin Ying finished the trivial details, and the people below walked out of the official office in a gang, and went straight to the car on the side street, the coachman waited outside for two more hours, Qin Ying was very embarrassed to see him, untied his sleeve pocket and stuffed him with more than a dozen copper plates before he was satisfied.

She watched Pei Lin drink the decoction, and accepted a solemn appointment: "I have believed in Buddhism for the past two years, and after I died, I asked a few reliable monks to do things and seek the Buddha kingdom for me." ”

Only afterwards did she remember that the contradiction between herself and Buddhism was deep-rooted, and it would not be eliminated for a while, and if she came forward to find the great monks of Buddhism, they might want to reject her.

The only monk who had anything to do with her was Ruqi, but unfortunately half a year ago she was stiff, she wrote a letter of renunciation to him, and it was very refreshing to finish it at the time, but later the memories were not very right.

I remember that in mid-February this year, Ruqi came to Xihuaguan to find Qin Ying to ask for a temporary residence, and he didn't see a clear distinction for half a year.

Now it was Qin Ying's turn to take the initiative to find him. (To be continued.) )