"Are you still satisfied?" As if he hadn't heard Jiang Tingzhi's complaints, Luo Ying asked deliberately.

Jiang Tingzhi lowered his eyes and did not speak. It wasn't him who was by her side, how could she be satisfied?

Seeing that he avoided answering, Luo Ying didn't force him, held his hand, and asked with a little begging: "Ah Ting, let's not make trouble, okay?" I really can't rest assured that you're like this. ”

"Okay." Jiang Tingzhi exerted his strength slightly, tightened his hand, felt her body temperature, and agreed.

Mo Yao, a single dog, looked at the two of them with a look of life (thick) death (love) and farewell (honey) (meaning) (Jiang Tingzhi really thought he was going to die), and looked at the direction in which Fei Wu left from time to time, hoping that he could find the doctor soon. He glanced again, and suddenly, two people came from that direction, one of them was wearing a monk's robe, with kind eyebrows, Mo Yao's eyes widened excitedly, Master Huineng!

He hurriedly greeted him and beckoned, "Master Huineng, are you back?" ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk will go and see that son first." Huineng nodded and said.

"Good! Go and see, he seems to be very sick. Mo Yao stretched out his hand and invited him over, with a happy face, then he looked at Fei Wu, who was standing silent, and threw an appreciative look at him. Well done, reward!

Fei Wu didn't explain that Master Huineng found it himself, and he just met him on the road.

"Amitabha, can you let the poor monk see the child's body first?"

When Luo Ying heard this, she looked up and saw a kind monk.

"This is Master Huineng, the master has superb medical skills, let him take a look." Mo Yao introduced with some excitement.

Luo Ying was surprised, glanced at Master Huineng, and felt as if he was going to be seen through by him, so he hurriedly bent down towards him: "There is Master Lao." ”

"Amitabha, the female benefactor is polite." Huineng put his hand on his chest and nodded at Luo Ying. This female benefactor is not an ordinary person!

"Master Lao." Jiang Tingzhi showed his wrist and said respectfully.

Huineng nodded, raised his hand, took the pulse, and after a while, he changed his hand, and after checking it, he spoke: "Jiang Gongzi is just attacking his heart with qi and blood, and there is no big problem, and he has already taken the elixir, as long as he keeps his mood calm and not stimulated, he can be healthy for a few years." ”

Jiang Tingzhi's mouth opened wide in shock, he couldn't believe it, and his voice trembled a little: "Didn't the master say that I won't live to be twenty-five years old?" ”

Huineng smiled compassionately: "Amitabha, that is the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence is too variable, and the poor monk can't see it clearly, so he didn't say it back then." ”

"What's the second half of the sentence?"

"The second half of the sentence is that if you can meet a nobleman, the death can be solved, and you can live a long life." Huineng glanced at Luo Ying and said calmly. This noble person is not only about Jiang Gongzi's life, but also may be of great importance to the world.

Luo Ying smiled at him and didn't speak. A noble person or something, well, yes, isn't she here to make him happy?

"Noble?" Jiang Tingzhi muttered that the people he had met over the years, except for Yingying, who had a great influence on him, there was no one else...... Yingying! Reacting, Jiang Tingzhi turned his head to look at Luo Ying suddenly: "Is it Yingying?" It must be her, right? He stared at Master Huineng, obsessively seeking an answer.

"Amitabha." Huineng smiled and recited the Buddha's name, and everything was in plain sight.

At this moment, Jiang Tingzhi couldn't hold back anymore, he laughed heartily, after so many years of sickness, the despair of gaining and losing, and the joy of losing and regaining, Jiang Tingzhi cried with joy, hugged Luo Ying, and buried his head on her shoulder. Luo Ying smiled with satisfaction, hugged his waist tightly, and after a while, she felt her shoulders wet and hot, sighed, reached out and stroked his back, comforting him silently, and vented it from him.

Thinking of the capital, Mo Yao was a little anxious, and was about to open his mouth to ask Master Huineng, but was stopped by Huineng. Huineng turned around and walked for more than ten steps before stopping, and Mo Yao hurriedly followed: "Master!" Please also ask the master to come to the rescue! ”

Huineng said helplessly: "Amitabha, the poor monk who the donor asks for knows, but the poor monk can't do anything. ”

"Master, your medical skills are the best in the world, you will definitely be able to save it!" Mo Yao was shocked and pleaded.

Fei Wu knelt down on one knee and arched his hand: "Ask the master to save me!" ”

"Master! This king also knelt down for you, master, you will go to the capital with this king to see the royal brother, he is the lord of the world, this world cannot live without him, the people need him. ”

Mo Yao was about to kneel down as soon as his knees bent, but Huineng hurriedly helped him up and comforted: "The emperor's sick and poor monk really can't be saved, but there is one person who may, if she is willing to the emperor, she can worry." Hurry up, lord. ”

Mo Yao was overjoyed and stood up with his strength: "Master, where is that person?" Then the king went to him. ”

Fei Wuya stood up and looked at Master Huineng.

"Amitabha, the prince will soon know." Huineng said with a kind face and mysteriously.

Mo Yao frowned, and wanted to ask again, but Huineng smiled but stopped talking. Mo Yao could only hold back the anxiety in his heart and wait for Master Huineng's answer.