Regarding the sales activities of lucky bags, no, it is always smooth sailing.

Although she finally sold eleven lucky bags, during this period, she was rejected three times, and was scolded by the woman pointing her nose and scolding: "Desecrate the pure land of Buddhism!" ”

If it weren't for the fast flipping of her mouth, coupled with the fast running, the other party's reaction was too fast to throw away, she should have been tied up by the woman's domestic servants and thrown out of the wall!

And—

Some people said her: "Speculation! ”

Isn't it just to sell a lucky bag?

Can't make an idol merchandise?

The mood is a little unhappy.

Glancing at Sun Da, she was not angry and asked him to hurry up and pull the medicine king soap over.

Sun Da shrunk his neck: "It's here, it's outside the temple." ”

A hundred pieces of Yaowang soap is not much.

The board car pulls two frames, just one hundred.

The proverbial lecture was divided into two sessions, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, and at the end of the afternoon session, I went to the Cloud Hall - because Master Yuankong was there.

Saying...... Master Hara Kong is also very busy, and his daily schedule is full, either to meet the pilgrims who make appointments, or to go to the ward, or to deal with various things about geranium.

Can you not be so busy?

She replied for the master: "Tiankui Temple has a hundred mouths to eat!" ”

I brought two pieces of Yaowang soap to the Cloud Hall.

"Midsummer" waits.

Master Hara Kong was still in the "early spring" room, and it is said that the pilgrims who met him refused to leave.

When I put my butt on the mat, I immediately felt that my legs were sore, and I walked for about six or seven hours, of course, I was tired...... While organizing the language, I wondered if there would be a bhikshuni who made a small report to Master Haraku, after all, when I was selling lucky bags earlier, I saw a bhikshuni sneaky, and when I looked at her, it seemed that I was filled with righteous indignation.

Suddenly.

A shout came from next door: "What?!" ”

There was a muffled thud.

It's like something heavy has fallen to the ground.

Immediately after, I heard Master Yuankong's voice: "Take my medical box!" ”

Hurry up and get up.

Run towards the door.

Just out of the house -

"Ouch, my ......" bumped into a bhikshuni.

The end is a lose-lose situation.

The bhikshuni who was taking the medical box for Master Harakura ran out, and by chance, she bumped into her who had just gone out, and she was knocked back, but the bhikshuni "flew" out.

The bhikshuni did not get up.

Instead, she stood up, rubbed it twice, and went next door.

My head was still a little dizzy.

All of a sudden, I was sober.

"Zhou Gong! Zhou Gong! ”

The door of the next room was open, and at the door was a young bhikshuni with a panicked look, and he was looking at the two people in front of the collapse, one was Master Yuankong, and the other was a middle-aged man, the man was on his knees and shook the person lying on the ground.

"Don't ......, don't benefactor"

The middle-aged man immediately shouted: "If Zhou Gong has three long and two short, I will demolish this Tiankui Temple!" ”

"Donor, let me take a look at it for him."

"You ......"

Before the middle-aged man's words were finished, he was pushed away.

"People are going to die! What the hell do you want! ”

She immediately knelt down.

On the ground was an old man in his fifties and sixties.

Raise your hand - it's a slap in the face!

"Smack-"

"You? What are you doing?! ”

"Shut up!" glared at her and yelled, and then she slapped again: "Hey! Wake up! Wake up—"

The old man didn't wake up.

Two fingers pressed to the side of his Adam's apple.

One second.

Two seconds.

Weak pulse.

"Did he suddenly get emotional just now?"

Just asked, but before anyone could answer, she got up again and dragged the man's clothes.

Drag firmly twice.

The old man was lying flat.

Reach out and pull at his clothes.

Dizzy oh, wear so many layers.

"Help! Untie! ”

Master Yuankong immediately knelt aside, and quickly untied the old man's layers of clothes.

"You guys are an insult to Zhou Gong!"

The middle-aged man made a gesture to rush over to stop it.

Just as someone ran in, she could already hear whose footsteps it was.

"Dong Xinglin, stop him!"

Dong Xinglin, who had just appeared at the door, reacted quickly, didn't ask one, two, three, four, and immediately rushed to the middle-aged man, fell down, and hugged someone's calf.

The old man's shirt was untied, revealing his naked-naked chest.

Gesture a position.

She quickly folded her hands, palmed them down, and pressed thirty times in a row.

Lift the old man's jaw.

Crack your mouth.

Bend over.

Mouth-to-mouth.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

Except for her two big exhales.

There were also a few gasps in the room.

And so on and so forth.

All at once.

The old man said "whew"!

The old man opened his eyes.

With his mouth wide open, the old man gasped for breath.

At this time, Master Yuankong's medical box finally arrived.

Several people hurriedly and carefully lifted the old man from the ground, lay him down, and the original empty master administered needles to him.

As she went out, the middle-aged man kept staring at her.

The mouth is wide enough to fit an egg.

She walked out of the Cloud Hall alone and strode towards the lodging room.

On the way, I met Sun Da.

"How?"

"Failed?"

"Why are you so ugly?"

"If you don't make it, you can't do it! You ......"

She ran away.

Sun Da was so annoying.

Waving your hand means – don't talk to me.

I didn't think of it.

She gave her first kiss to an old man she didn't know.

At this moment, there is a peculiar smell in the mouth.

Don't want to talk.

Can't speak.

I need to go back and brush my teeth and wash my face!!

Later in the evening, the bhikshuni came to invite her to the abbot's house.

Don't want to go.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

The people who came were still the three, Master Yuan Kong and Dong Xinglin, as well as the bhikshunis who had seen in the hospital.

"Thank you Lord Liu for your help, otherwise, Lord Zhou is afraid that it will be more than lucky, and heart disease has always been difficult to treat."

Master Yuankong gave her a monk's salute.

"It's a gesture." She was embarrassed, and returned the salute to Master Yuankong, while saying: "You don't need to thank me, if you want to thank me, it's still the old man's family, by the way, they're gone?" ”

I learned that the old man and his party had left.

But it is deeply regrettable.

It's really not a good way!

Shouldn't she be rewarded with a lot of money for a life-saving benefactor like her???

"Alas", he waved his hand, signaling that they could leave: "Master, Yaowang soap has been sent to the ministry hall, please check it out." ”

"More Liu donors are generous." Master Yuankong saluted again.

As soon as I mentioned this.

I had to get up and salute again: "Each other, thank you for your generosity." ”

Dong Xinglin asked at this time: "Shopkeeper Liu, what did you do just now...... That one...... Mouth-to-mouth ...... Can it be used to treat heart disease? ”

"Ugh."

For a while, I didn't know what to say.

Master Yuan Kong said: "In the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", I saw a similar method, but it was to blow the ears with a pipe to save the hanged dead. ”

According to Du Niang, in ancient Chinese medicine, there was also a similar cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

In the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", written at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it is mentioned that if two people blow into the ear of that person, and one person's hand is pressed on the person's chest, and so on, the person will wake up quickly.

After a little hesitation, she decided to say, "It's called cardiopulmonary resuscitation." ”