Chapter 100: My Buddha's Compassion (4)

People who are highly nervous, once relaxed, most of them will look very tired, Zhao Xin was woken up by Zhang Xiaoshuai before getting off work, seeing that although he still can't wake up, but his mental state is obviously a lot better, he simply helped him call a taxi downstairs, and left him to go by himself.

As a first-tier city, the most significant feature of X City is that there are many people in the car and many stupid B, and if there is no outstanding psychological quality and super endurance every day, there is no way to survive safely in this city.

Ye Jinghong grew up in the mountains since she was a child, although her mother occasionally led her down the mountain to take a look at the scenery, but the number of times is really only a handful, and when added to a piece, it is not enough to count two hands, so when she first came to this modern metropolis, she really wanted to destroy the city more than once, don't doubt it, anyone who is stuck on the way to get off work, and can't move an inch for an hour or two, will have this kind of impulse that is close to rage.

Looking at the long car formation blocked in front of him, Ye Jinghong took out a book very calmly, and the old monk looked at it as if she was settled, fortunately she didn't have to drive by herself now, otherwise she had to get out of the car and walk home.

Zhang Xiaoshuai was a little bored with one hand on the side of the car door, calmly greeting the prying eyes from all directions or envy or envy or envy, the beauty of the fragrant car is a man's unremitting pursuit in his life, not to mention that there is such a superb beauty sitting beside him.

"Did you find out? What is Master Yuantong's disease? ”

Because of some special reasons, although Master Yuantong is in critical condition, the ward did not ask for consultation, and even few people in the ward know his true origin, Zhang Xiaoshuai has seen his medical record, and the name on it is Chen Chen, and I don't know if this is his common name, or it is just made up at random.

"Chronic poisoning, systemic organ failure, the end is coming."

If it weren't for the fact that he was too strong in survival, he was afraid that he would have died a long time ago, Ye Jinghong had really been stimulated a lot since he went down the mountain, and everything she saw and heard was an anecdote that she could never have imagined in her life, no wonder my mother often said: 'Red dust refining heart', it turned out to be this meaning.

It turned out to be poisoning, which coincided with his previous guess, Zhang Xiaoshuai yawned lazily, and drove the car slowly forward about half a meter, damn it! Traffic jams every day, driving is not as fast as riding a bicycle, it's really fucking annoying.

When the two returned home, it was already more than an hour later, and the original journey of less than half an hour turned out to be driven for nearly two hours, and whoever was in a bad mood would be in a good mood.

Zhang Xiaoshuai took off his coat and threw it aside, completely sinking the whole person into the sofa to raise the corpse, his eyes casually swept over the coffee table, and he was immediately attracted by a pile of books neatly listed on it.

"It's all a lonely book, worth a thousand gold, get dirty and wrinkled a little, and pay for your little life."

Ye Jinghong threw down this sentence, and then carried a change of clothes into the bathroom, Zhang Xiaoshuai couldn't help laughing, does this girl not know how to be good to others at all? obviously did good deeds, but he put on a fierce and wicked appearance, and I don't know how to raise such an awkward temper.

Looking at himself with a slightly red face in the mirror, Ye Jinghong really couldn't understand why he did this, this codex is the work of the senior brother, its preciousness is not at all money can be measured, the senior brother has been drunk and loves medicine all his life, his codex will give birth to different feelings every time he reads it, such a precious classic, it is actually thirteen copies borrowed (there was another one in Zhang Xiaoshuai before), saying that he will come back when he goes out now, I don't know if it is too late?

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It is even more difficult to get back the borrowed things, not to mention that Zhang Xiaoshuai really knows Ye Jinghong so well that when Ye Jinghong walked out of the bathroom, those codexes had already been treasured by him.

The next day, at breakfast, when Ye Jinghong saw someone with bloodshot eyes but still in good spirits, a strange thought was unexpectedly born in his heart, this man can always bring her unexpected surprises, if he gives him enough help, can he really rise to the top and roar for nine days.

When she first saw him, she had to wonder if it was her mother's menopause, why the older she was, the more out of tune, just such a little white face who had achieved nothing, where was it worth her eldest lady to protect her for thousands of miles, with her left and right, but after a long time, the more she could feel his difference, he was in danger, he was brave and kind, although she was a little unwilling, but I had to admit that he did constantly refresh his perception of him.

"You've been looking at me like this, I'm too shy to eat."

In fact, Zhang Xiaoshuai wants to say, you show your brother hard, okay? Don't you know that men are most impulsive in the early morning? Is it really good to stare at a certain young man with a strong blood like this?

Ye Jinghong choked on a mouthful of egg drop porridge, and couldn't cough or swallow it, so she got up decisively and went out, not wanting to see someone's cheap face again, she must have been funny by her brains, so she would come up with those inexplicable thoughts just now, Zhang Xiaoshuai, this bastard can't get on the wall at all, she will think he is a plastic talent when she is crazy.

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At half past nine o'clock in the morning, Master Yuantong's old mother finally rushed to the Qingchuanjiang Mental Hospital, she was almost forty years old before giving birth to such a son, old and childlike, naturally pampered, but did not want him to fall into the empty door, become a monk, such a huge blow, once made her almost collapse, and threatened to never recognize his son again.

Now she is approaching her old age, and her wife died of illness decades ago, but she still has to drag the white-haired person who is half-buried in the soil to send the black-haired person (no, it seems that Master Yuantong has hair at all!). The blow was almost fatal, but she did it anyway.

The old man has a very serious high blood pressure heart disease, can't take the plane, so he has to drive all the way over, a strong person for a lifetime, is not tolerant of weakness, when she was young, she was also the pride of the sky, China's first batch of college students, scholarly family, a daughter and a noble girl, how proud, what a scenery, to get old but end up with such a result, can not say that the evening is not bleak, but when she refused to support, crutches, all the way trembling into the ward, no one did not respect, even those patients who surrounded to watch the excitement, unconsciously quieted down.

Zhang Xiaoshuai led the old man to Master Yuantong's bed, turned around to bring a chair for her, and carefully sat down with her.

Seeing the old man come in, Ye Jinghong took the needle, and followed Zhang Xiaoshuai out of the intensive care room, the huge intensive care room, and in an instant, only the mother and son were left, and the patients were all gathered in the amusement room to watch TV, at this moment the room was quiet, except for the rustle of the leaves swaying outside the window, there was only the slightly rapid heavy gasping sound of Master Yuantong.