My name is Chen Leisheng, and I am an abandoned baby. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 It is said that I was abandoned on a thunderous and lightning night in front of the gate of a thousand-year-old temple on Mt. Aomine, where incense was very strong. A monk who got up early to sweep the floor found me and carried me back to the temple, which saved my life.

But after all, the temple is full of big men, there are no women, and no one is good at raising children; Don't raise it, monks, compassion, it's a life, and you can't throw it away, right? Just when a group of monks surrounded me and was worried, it happened that a childless and daughterless Lang Zhong surnamed Chen went to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha. The strong medicinal fragrance on Xu Shilangzhong's body stimulated me, and when he approached, I suddenly sneezed loudly with two small hands, and opened my eyes. Legend has it that a gleam flashed in my eyes at that time, and everyone was shocked. Old Master Chen was even more shocked and sat on the ground.

After a burst of exclamations, the old abbot was still calm, and under the bated eyes of everyone, he closed his eyes and pretended to pinch his fingers for a long time before he opened his eyes slightly and put his hands together, "Amitabha, good, good." This child opened his eyes when he saw the Chen donor, this is his fate with the donor, it is God's gratitude to the donor for his good deeds in his life, I can't bear to see you die alone, no one to accompany you, and I give you a person who has no roots. You need to have a good life, and in other days, this child will be able to let the donor enjoy the happiness of his old age and give you a good old age. ”

I have to say that the people are old and the horses are slippery, and the abbot dispelled everyone's doubts in a few words, and even said that Old Man Chen was overjoyed. Even God is grateful to me, what a gift this is, how can it not be received? So without saying a word, he agreed. Not only did he donate merit in the functional merit box, but he also asked the abbot for his name before leaving.

The abbot stroked his gray beard, groaned slightly, and said: "The donor's surname is Chen, this son was born in response to Lei, so he will be called Chen Leisheng." ”

Lang Zhong thanked me for his kindness, and took me back to the medical center he opened in Shanxia County.

In fact, in my opinion, the old abbot thought that I was some kind of demon at that time, and I was a hot potato in the temple, and I couldn't wait to get rid of it quickly. And by chance, I met the old benefactor Chen, who had no children and no daughters, so he made a nonsense and gave me away, saving me a big trouble.

And my father, who has a son like me when he is old, really spoils me very much, is afraid of melting in his mouth, afraid of falling in his hand, and protects him like a baby at the tip of his heart. I'm very stubborn, I've been willful since I was a child, a belly of fancy intestines and ghost ideas, and I always love to fight with people, and I recruit cats and dogs all day long, either plucking someone's rooster or dragging someone's cat's tail, and there will always be some problems in three days, and I will cause trouble for him. Every time he lifted his slap, he was reluctant to fall.

Looking back now, I realize that at that time, I relied on nothing more than his strong fatherly love for me. I naively thought that this love could accompany me forever, but I didn't know how to cherish it, and I just squandered it. Now I regret that I didn't honor his old man properly and let him save some snacks.

My father is an honest man, he never deceives people, he will never prescribe expensive drugs to patients for diseases that can be cured by cheap medicines, and his medical skills are good, so the reputation of the neighborhood is very good, and the popularity is also good, but life is a little tight.

Although I am a naughty little urchin, I am very interested in medical skills, and my memory is surprisingly good, and I watch my father busy in the hospital every day. Once, the guy went to the backyard to go to the toilet, the patient took the prescription and couldn't find anyone, and it happened that I was there, so I took the prescription, and I gave the medicine to the patient, and I didn't forget to collect the money. Three days later, when the patient came to the follow-up consultation, he talked about it, and his father's face turned green with fright, but after checking the pulse, he found that the patient had recovered most of the time and was basically cured, so he secretly exhaled.

As soon as I sent the person away, my father dragged me to his side, "Son, is it really the medicine you grabbed for the patient?" ”

I nodded. Dad was surprised and asked, "Who taught you how to read?" And those herbs, who did you learn from? ”

"With you, Daddy, don't you write and talk every day? There are also guys who grab medicine in the box every day, don't they all have words on the label? Just take a look. ”

Dad didn't believe it, so he took a pen and wrote a prescription for me to catch. I glanced at the prescription and went directly to the medicine box, without a second look, just a while to work hard and live. The guy next to him was stunned, he had been learning this skill for several years.

Dad was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, took me in his arms and kissed me again and again, and said straightly: "The ancestor has burned high incense, my son is a prodigy!" "Spoiled me even more from now on. I was six years old.

This matter has been spread ten, ten and hundred, and everyone knows that Chen Langzhong has a genius son, and the business of the medical hall has actually improved, and as soon as the door opens every morning, there is a long queue outside, and some people even come from far away. As a result, my father was so busy every day that he didn't have time to take care of me. Those people always tried to pull me to ask questions, and at first they were a little vanity and complacent, and then they got annoyed. Looking at my dad who is so tired every day that he can't straighten his waist, he has a hatred for those who see a doctor.

Once, a patient was so annoyed that I wanted to recuperate him, so I secretly put croton in the medicine. I thought that anyway, if I didn't put much in it, I wouldn't be able to eat the dead, so it would be a relief for him to pull it all night and not get up the next day. Who knew that the door was about to be broken in the middle of the night, saying that it was my father's medicine that made me vomit and diarrhea, and the whole person was not good.

Dad didn't say a word, put on his clothes and carried the medicine box and went out, and I saw that he had taken away the old ginseng that he had been cherishing at the bottom of the box as a treasure. I curled up in a corner of the bed and didn't dare to move, knowing that I had caused a catastrophe and was terrified to death.

finally stayed up until dawn, and my father came back from outside exhausted. He glanced at me, didn't say anything, and collapsed on the bed. I was frightened, rushed over, shook my father and cried: "Dad, I was wrong, don't scare me, I won't dare to do it again." ”

It took a long time for my father to come to his senses, look at me with a heartache and ask, "Why?" ”

I sobbed and said, "I just annoyed him and wanted him to suffer a little, but I didn't expect to cause such a big trouble to my father." ”

My father looked at me for a long time before he said, "Child, the heart of the doctor's parents, no matter how annoying the patient is, he is also a patient." What we do is to cure the sick and save people. Benevolence helps the world, do you understand? If we do things according to our mood and do things in medicine, what is the difference between that and killing people for money? Today thanks to the rescue of people, otherwise, your sin would have been great, son! ”

"Dad, I know it's wrong, and I won't do it again."

Although this matter is in the past, my father must be too old to take care of it, and he is seriously ill because of this. My intestines are about to repent, and while taking care of my father, I secretly keep my father's words in mind. Benevolence helps the world, no matter how annoying you are, you can't be annoying to the patient. A little bit of a little bit seems to have become a lot more sensible overnight, and my dad doesn't blame me anymore, he still spoils me as before.