Qing looked at the mountain rock in the distance, covered Zou Jingchen's head with an umbrella, and then ran to the bottom of the rock with a bamboo basket on his back and a puddle on his feet. She put the bamboo basket in a hidden place under the rocks, and used a few relatively small rocks to protect the bamboo basket, looking left and right and feeling more satisfied, and then happily ran back to the place where Zou Jingchen fell.

Qingshuang helped Zou Jingchen up and carried him on his back. She picked up the umbrella on the ground, only to find that the wind on the mountain was very strong, and it was impossible to hold an umbrella with one hand and Zou Jingchen behind her with the other. In desperation, she could only accept the umbrella and put it under her armpit.

Qingshuang staggered to the side of the rock before throwing the umbrella under his armpit into the bamboo basket. she

He supported Zou Jingchen, who was lying on his back, and walked towards the mountain.

By the time Qingshuang returned to the Immortal Nunnery, it was already getting dark.

The many nuns surrounded a young boy and were at a loss for what to do, so Qingshuang had no choice but to invite the meditation teacher.

The meditation master took off Zou Jingchen's wet clothes, and when he took them off to his calves, he saw that Zou Jingchen's calves had been beaten and deformed, and the blood had begun to scab.

Master Jingjing opened the door and said to Qingshuang, "Qingshuang, go get a smaller dress." ”

Qingshuang took out the light blue nun robe from his cupboard and handed it to the meditation master.

Master Jing turned around and instructed, "Cook a bowl of ginger soup and you all take it." ”

After a while, Qingshuang brought two bowls of ginger soup to the inner room. At this time, Mrs. Jing Jing had already changed Zou Jingchen into the clothes worn by nuns on weekdays, revealing her injured calf.

The meditation master looked at Zou Jingchen's injured calf, sighed too much and said, "This kid's life is miserable, even if I help him connect his bones now, he may still have foot diseases in the future." ”

Qingshuang said anxiously: "Master, is there no other way?" He's still so young. ”

The meditation master shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it's going to get better. ”

Qingshuang showed a distressed look on his face and said, "It's so pitiful. ”

Meditation Shitai made a look, Qingshuang put down the soup bowl and held Zou Jingchen's thigh. only heard a "click", and the bones joined each other, Zou Jingchen was made in pain by this sudden pain, and woke up and fainted.