At this moment, Fu Yusheng didn't have any strength, so he could only let Zhan Jiu fiddle.

The little short legs are pressed, and the little short arms are pressed.

Struggling and powerless......

Fu Yu grew up at this age, and it was the first time he had met such a domineering person, and he was still a monk.

Seeing that Zhan Jiu's white and tender little hands were getting closer and closer, he couldn't break free, anxious and angry.

His breath stagnated, his eyes went dark, and he fainted directly.

Zhan Jiu: "......"

She let go of her hands, gently patted Fu Yusheng's fair face, and said cautiously: "Little donor? ”

Seeing that he didn't react, he fainted completely.

Looking at the two sticks of mud in the palm of his hand again, Zhan Jiu showed a helpless look and sighed softly: "Master said that since I was born, I have been wearing a strange fragrance, and this mud strip is also fragrant, why does it give you a faint?" ”

While speaking, Zhan Jiu looked at Fu Yusheng with some disgusted eyes.

When the other party even fainted, his teeth were clenched tightly and he didn't give him a chance at all.

Zhan Jiu pouted helplessly, the mud strips couldn't be fed, but at this moment, the little donor was already in danger, and she must save him.

She subconsciously scratched the top of her head.

Oh...... It's already hairless, bare, and it's not okay to soak your hair in water and drink it.

Water?

Suddenly, with an idea, Zhan Jiu rubbed his eyes with his two little hands, and when it hurt, two tears overflowed.

Holding his face, he carefully smeared the tears on Fu Yusheng's lips, watching the tears spread on his thin lips, Zhan Jiu let go of him.

"Whew-"

Zhan Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Tears were no quicker than mud, but they could save his life.

She looked at Fu Yusheng's lips and cheeks, which were gradually regaining their blood, tilted her head, and blinked again.

"The little donor doesn't look angry, but he still has a lot of fate with my Buddha."

Zhan Jiu couldn't help but purse his lips and smile, his fan-like long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Okay, thank you and your mother for helping me fix the head of Maitreya Buddha." Zhan Jiu spoke again, and at the same time helped Fu Yusheng, who was taller than her, to lean straight against the wall, and then tidied up his robe, and then turned to leave.

Not long after Zhan Jiu left, the figure of the abbot appeared at the corner of the corridor.

He walked straight in the direction of the bath, and when he saw Fu Yusheng sitting against the wall, he sped up a few steps.

The abbot came to deliver medicine to Fu Yusheng, but before he could get close to Fu Yusheng, he smelled a familiar smell in the air.

It is a fragrance.

Unique scent.

The abbot's expression suddenly became complicated, he put one hand on his chest and closed his eyes: "Amitabha." ”

He had already delivered the medicine as soon as possible, but now it was still a step too late.

Zhan Jiu has come, and the last thing he wants has happened.

The host looked at Fu Yusheng, whose chest was regularly lying together at this time, pondered for a moment, opened the medicine box in his hand, and took a pill from it.

Then, after buttoning the medicine box again, he leaned down and patted the other party's shoulder gently: "Little donor, wake up." ”

Fu Yusheng slowly woke up.

Because of the reason that his memory stayed in the moment before he fell into a coma, he subconsciously thought that it was Zhan Jiu who woke him up, so he immediately showed rejection.

But when he saw that the abbot with a solemn face standing in front of him at this time, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, got up and shouted respectfully: "Abbot." ”

The abbot handed him the medicine box and instructed: "Little donor, go to the meditation room to rest, and tomorrow morning, go to the Buddhist hall to chant sutras." ”

"Yes."

After the host left, Fu Yusheng opened the box.

The box originally contained four pills.

He ate one in the morning, and there should be three left, but now there are only two left.

He understood that at the critical moment, it was the abbot who went to his meditation room to get medicine to save him.