11. Boring Words (Part II)

Since Shiqimen reappeared in the rivers and lakes, the four poinsettias have fallen a little, and Qin Keqiang's fame has become bigger and bigger.

But boredom just a little polite to him, just looking at Zhu Tong.

Qin Keqiang returned to a quiet and silent state, and only drank half a sip of wine; Zhu Tong didn't care so much, and opened another bottle of wine to pour wine.

"Farewell on the ship, the monk traveled in Shanghai; Suddenly I didn't want to leave, hehe, every wine and a drop of wine are fate, and tonight's gathering is an opportunity for the monk Sansheng to cultivate. "Boredom seems to be accustomed to the actions of the senior brother, and he doesn't explain it.

From the boring monk, Zhu Tong couldn't see any clever ability: "It turns out that the chances are the chances of the two masters, and they must have nothing to do with us; However, the monk may explain, what is chance all about? ”

Boredom turned the rosary: "The Buddha said: 500 times in the previous life, and once in this life; It takes a thousand years of concern to get the spring and autumn of this life. Fate is everywhere. A little autumn wave, the pulse Bodhi, the flowers bloom like a dream. Hand in hand before flowers, autumn waves, and the moon looming, are all fate. ”

"Haha." Zhu Tong laughed and patted his stomach, his face showed naughtiness: "Monk said Xing, if this is the case, my previous life must have been very busy and busy; How many people are there in Shanghai? How many people do I have to see each day? How many people do you have to rub shoulders with? It's amazing, I've been wandering around with Master since I was three years old, and I've seen more than a million people. In this way, I had to look back at least a million times a day in my last life. After all, there are at least twenty women who have slept with me today, could it be that I have lived for 20,000 years? Okay, you monk, in order to repay so much care, you are cursing me to be a duck for the rest of my life. ”

"Huh!" Qin Keqiang couldn't help laughing, Zhu Tong's nonsense was really interesting.

The bored monk drank the wine in the cup and smiled peacefully: "Ten years of crossing, a hundred years of pillows, and a thousand years of fate, and the lack of the full moon, only in the heart and not in the world, these things cannot be taken seriously." But today's encounter is indeed a chance, and the monk did pass by and saw the two of them before coming for a while. ”

"Is there any news about the Snow Mad Monk?" Zhu Tong didn't want to be too much, and asked about the snow mad monk. Tonight's excitement was caused by him, and there are many people who can't sleep, and the boring monk probably smelled something, so he came to find a mouth, right? There must be a connection between boredom or ruthlessness and Jiang Xiaoyu, and if you talk too much, you are suspected of being a thief.

"Uncle Kongxue has returned to the Golden Buddha Temple, and Master Kongxue asked me to bring a message to Senior Brother Zhu, which disturbs me a lot."

"It's impossible to bother, where there are rivers and lakes, there are indispensable charlatans, everyone is messing around and drinking." Zhu Tong poured another glass for boredom, and poured a sip from the bottle himself: "Master of boredom, I have always wondered, how can you use boredom as a legal name?" ”

"None, empty, chat, rely on; Boredom means that there is nothing to rely on, and in the vast world, all you can rely on is a little cold in your heart. When the poor monk was fifteen years old, he had a dream and entered a Buddhist temple, the temple was not very wide, but the building was antique, the trees were verdant and flowery, and the courtyard was paved with bluestone slabs inside and outside. The most bizarre thing is that there is a pond in the courtyard of the dream, and the bowl lotus in it is in full bloom, and the fragrance lingers. I saw two monks in robes, both of whom were wise men with kind eyebrows and good eyes. There is no Buddha statue in the main hall, and there is a gold ingot, a Buddhist scripture, and a green fan on the incense table, which depicts a stunning beauty wearing a thin veil. The monk welcomed me into the door, asked me to choose before the incense case, I picked up the gold ingot, but I became a hedgehog when I started; picked up the fan, but was haunted by a green poisonous snake. Finally, when he grabbed the Buddhist scriptures, his heart was at peace, the hedgehog turned back into a gold ingot, and the fan returned to its original shape. The monk knocked on the wooden fish, and we woke up from a dream. ”

"When he was thirty years old, the poor monk recognized him as a wise monk in his dreams when he saw Master Empty Silence for the first time; The first time I entered the Golden Buddha Temple, I saw the lotus in the courtyard of the half pond bowl was blooming, and I smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, so I knew that the Buddha flowers were extraordinary flowers, and the dream at the age of fifteen was not a dream. Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, fifteen years in the blink of an eye, I really feel emotional. ”

Boredom showed a strange light in his eyes, as if he was remembering everything in the past, Zhu Tong was silent for a moment, and touched the boring wine glass at the mouth of the wine bottle: "The coldness in the monk's heart, is it for love or for something?" ”

"It's gone, it's gone." Bored to recite the sound of the Buddha, rectify the expression: "Master Empty Silence has come to the east, and he will come to Shanghai in a few days and settle in Fuxian Temple; Please wish my brother a moment to come. "The head of the Golden Buddha, Master Kongl, is coming to Shanghai, which is a big surprise.

Bore, seeing that Zhu Tong didn't speak, he said, "Master Empty Silence wants to have a meeting with Zhumen's seniors." ”

It turned out that I wanted to see my uncle Zhu Huang, and I was bored to pass the word; Zhu Tong calmed down: "I'll talk to Uncle Shi." ”

"It's so good, I'm bored and thank the donor." Boring monk Hesh.

"Do you have any other requirements?" What Zhu Tong meant by asking: What is the theme of this meeting, and what do you want to say? With an empty position, I will not invite the seniors of the Zhumen casually, and I will at least convey the general scope of the conversation when I am bored, so that both parties can be mentally prepared.

"It's mainly about Xiaguang Temple, and there's Uncle Kongxue's injury, and the head of Kongxue wanted to come to ask for advice. But ......"

"However, can't you find me Zhumen Shanmen? Hehe, got it. Where there are rivers and lakes, there are indispensable charlatans, is there a difference between Xiaguang Temple in your hands and in our hands? ”

Suzhou Xiaguang Temple is a big temple with the same reputation as Fuxian Temple, and now it is the territory of Zhumen, and the host is Zhu Chengshu, a disciple of Zhu Tong's senior brother, and the foreign law is called Huishu. Yipin Golden Buddha still wants to fight the idea of Xiaguang Temple, and it is the master of emptiness who comes forward in person, even Uncle Zhu Huang has to scratch his head, right?

Suddenly, Zhu Tong lost the interest in drinking: "Brother Qin, the wine has also been drunk, the words have been spoken, the people have been seen, and the night is late, let's go back." ”

Qin Keqiang dropped a banknote and stood up, leaving the stall with Zhu Tong.

Bored and sat there quietly tasting wine, without saying a word or moving, it seemed that they couldn't leave and had nothing to do with him.

The mystery of Zhumen is still erratic, and no one has ever found the mountain gate of Zhumen; It is said that there is a place, but now Zhu Tong, who is known as the head of the Zhu Gate, knows nothing about it.

"Before the bored monk saw through the red dust, he used to be the trader of the domestic stock market super predator, but he was censored more than ten years ago and was forced to throw himself into the river from the Leshan Giant Buddha; Maybe it was really a chance that the Master of Empty Silence happened to pass by and came to his rescue; Today, the bored monk is the presiding officer of the Golden Lotus Hall of the Golden Buddha and is in charge of all the finances of the Golden Buddha Temple and even the Golden Buddha. ”

"Brother Qin, you seem to know everything." Zhu Tong was surprised by Qin Keqiang's introduction, stared at the blue doll hanging in the taxi, and said leisurely: "The boring monk has no taste of money, he seems to have become a monk because of love." ”

"That's why he can be in charge of the Golden Lotus Hall, and the Golden Buddha used to collect a lot of incense money, but the expenses were also large; It wasn't until he was bored and came forward to take charge of the Golden Lotus Hall that he slowly began to get on the right track. Zhu Tong, do you know the Golden Lotus Fund? It's just a boring monk who got it. Although the Golden Lotus Fund has only been established for two years, it has made gains in the stock market and the real estate market. ”

"I don't know." Zhu Tong shook his head, he really didn't know about the Golden Lotus Fund. However, now that the Buddhist faith has gradually become a climate, the Golden Buddha has a huge annual income, and there is such a person to take care of the finances, and the master of emptiness does have a vision. In comparison, the Erpin Taoist Sect is a bit backward, and the Bamboo Taoist doesn't even have a dojo of his own, and he has to rely on Liu Yilan to cultivate the landscape Taoist temple for him.

"How much money does the Golden Lotus Fund have?"

"There are about 200 million exposed, and the boring monk has been away from the capital market for more than ten years, and his previous connections have been broken, and he has no intention of picking it up. Mr. Lan said that today's Golden Lotus Fund seems to be conservative, and the plate is not big, so it is still a mystery what kind of calculation and how much money it has. With boring previous means, habits, and practice analysis, he is testing the waters with the Golden Lotus Fund, as if he is planning some big move; His connection to the Silver Gun is proof of that. ”

"Who is the boring enemy? Is he going for revenge? The man who forced himself to commit suicide fifteen years ago in boredom, did he know that he was back? "Zhu Tong likes to watch the excitement, boredom gives him the impression that he is not a peaceful monk, maybe Shanghai Tang will be because of the boring comeback starting point.

"Many, many, it was the combined forces of all sides that drove him to a corner. For example, Tian Gongzi. Qin Keqiang stopped the car, and Zijin Mansion arrived.

The next day, as soon as Zhu Tong sat down at his desk, Assistant Wu's phone called, informing him to go to the intensive care unit: Zhao Yongbing was critically ill.

Be critically ill? Eighty percent of them are dead, right? Zhu Tong was discussing work with Chen Yiyi, put down the phone and said hello and left.

Miss Chen seems to be in normal condition, as usual, in good spirits and in good condition; The attitude towards Director Li is also normal.

Zhao Yongbing has not completely lost his breath, Assistant Wu, Zheng Shurong and the doctors in the intensive care department are still rescuing, Zhu Tong hurriedly changed his clothes and walked in, and when he touched Zhao Yongbing's vein, he knew that he was hopeless.

According to the director of the intensive care department, Zhao Yongbing may have pulmonary tension pneumothorax due to surgical complications, and the fatal was uremia caused by liver and kidney failure, which in turn caused heart failure; Advanced equipment, such as ventilators and cardiopulmonary bypass machines, can only delay the onset of death.

Zhu Tong walked to Zhao Yongbing's head and took out a silver needle and stabbed it into his middle acupoint.

Zhao Yongbing opened his eyes, slowly changed to find Zhu Tong's gaze, his eyes were fixed on his face, there was no resentment and fierceness in it, there was no hatred, no prayer, only the peace of liberation. At this moment, without the communication of the butterfly god, Zhu Tong can also understand what he is thinking.

"They all know, they give me medicine, I know it in my heart, I say it all." Zhao Yongbing used his eyes to convey his inner peace, and what was lying in front of him was just an ordinary patient, not an underworld boss.

Zhu Tong lowered his head and whispered in Zhao Yongbing's ear: "You can go with peace of mind, they will get retribution." ”

Zhao Yongbing shook his head vigorously and slowly closed his eyes.

"I've had a lot of sins in my life, and I should have died a long time ago. It doesn't matter if I go to hell, I should pay the debt, Master Chuansu said, as long as I put down the butcher's knife in my heart and repent of my past sins with all my heart, I can be liberated. ”

"Chuansu!" That's really a great monk, or a great monk who came back from overseas.

No wonder, no wonder, Zhao Yongbing can at least get some false comfort before he dies. It's just that he should know that once the secret is spoken, this life is over.

Zhao Yongbing sighed, he was sincerely repenting for his past, for those who had been hurt by him, and for everything he had done.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the rescue in the intensive care unit stopped, and Zhao Yongbing's life came to an end with great difficulty in the efforts of a group of doctors.

Zhao Yongbing's death cannot be said to be a medical accident, and there is a great risk in carrying out such a major operation, but the summary still needs to be carried out.

Zheng Shurong was the most depressed person, this was the first major operation he participated in, everything was going well, Zhao Yongbing had passed the most dangerous stage, he didn't expect death to take away his confidence so quickly.

The summary was carried out in the office of the intensive care department, Zhu Tong looked at the cases one by one, and he knew in his heart that Zhao Yongbing's death was not accidental, but inevitable; He was killed.

"What drugs can cause kidney failure?" In the end, everyone found the main cause of Zhao Yongbing's death, kidney failure; Zhu Tong asked Assistant Wu softly.

"Painkillers, he's been using painkillers and anesthetics, both of which can cause kidney failure, mostly painkillers. Curiously, at the time of the preoperative examination, the patient's kidneys were healthy, what could acute kidney failure occur so quickly? ”

Assistant Wu is not easy, he is the leader of the treatment team, although the patient's family did not raise any objections, and the high medical expenses are not a problem, but the death of the patient is a heavy psychological pressure for him after all; In his mind, with a little care, all this could have been avoided.

The director of the intensive care department has been shirking the blame, and he has been talking the most, emphasizing the factor of surgery.

Zhu Tong couldn't listen to it, Zheng Shurong's head was about to be buried between his legs.

"It's useless to say this and that now, I want to look at last night's surveillance video, duty records, and medication records."

"Surveillance footage?"

"Didn't you? There is surveillance video in the intensive care unit 24 hours a day, you wouldn't say no, would you? ”

Zhu Tong's tone is aggressive, and his heart is like a mirror, and the other party will definitely not be able to take out the surveillance video; Although he didn't see everything that happened here last night, he could roughly estimate who was there.

"A few days ago, there was a problem with the wiring of the monitoring room, and it was almost the New Year, and the logistics had not sent anyone." A panicked look flashed on Nurse Xia's face, and she took out the duty record and medication record; Zhu Tong saw it in his eyes and knew that she also had a share, so these two things were worthless.

Jiang Xiaoyu should have been discharged from the hospital, in the future, will Nurse Xia still be able to see Jiang Xiaoyu? It's doubtful.

However, is it Jiang Xiaoyu's hand or Tian Gongzi's hand? Could it be her hand? As the head nurse, it was too convenient for her to give Zhao Yongbing some medicine.

"We need to be clear, we can't put the blame on logistics, let alone on one person." Assistant Wu spoke, he just understood what Zhu Tong meant, what he had to do now was to come out and cooperate with Director Li to sing red and white faces; Extinguish the fire that gradually burned towards Zheng Shurong.

"There are hard and fast indicators for everything in the operation, and we all know that the operation was a success, and that is a valuable asset to our marine hospital; We also need to remember that the patient's life-and-death surgery accounts for up to 50% of the responsibility, and post-operative care ....... ”

In the Ocean Hospital, Assistant Wu can be said to be an old man, and what he said is reasonable and well-founded, and he can't help but be unconvinced.

The summary ended quickly, and the final case was written by the head of the intensive care unit.

Zheng Shurong glanced at Director Li gratefully, his career has just started, and he will have a future if he escapes this catastrophe.

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