After Wuchen asked, he waited for Chen Junqiang's answer.

But after a while, there was no sound coming from the phone.

Wuchen glanced at his little disciple beside the landline, and spoke again: "Amitabha!" Master Chen, are you listening? ”

"Yes, I'm here", Chen Junqiang said in a hurried tone, "You wait a minute, I'll check the itinerary first." ”

Chen Junqiang looked at his full itinerary and was a little irritable.

After so many years, it is rare for Wuchen to find himself and say that he needs help.

But how is this damn itinerary so densely packed?

He focused on the itinerary of the last three days again, wanting to see which schedule he could push off so as to make time for Wuchen first.

After another moment, Wuchen finally heard a voice on the phone.

"Wuchen, I won't be able to schedule time until this Thursday at the earliest, well, that is, the seventeenth day of the lunar calendar, can you see it?"

Because Wuchen was calling the front desk of the department, Chen Junqiang was standing at the nurse's station to answer the phone at this time.

The little nurse beside him looked at his director suspiciously, a person who is usually so serious and calm, but now he looks at the person on the phone, and there is a hint of caution and a sense of gain and loss?

Just, it feels ridiculous.

Wuchen glanced at Su Manjin, and then said, "Amitabha!" OK. ”

"Then when the time comes, is it appropriate for the poor monk to let the disciple's family come directly to your department to find you?"

"You, Wuchen, will you come?" Chen Junqiang restrained his tone.

"Amitabha, the poor monks are gone, and there are still many things to be busy in the temple."

Chen Junqiang was not surprised, but he was a little disappointed.

He said slowly, "Okay, then let your disciple go directly to the door of the inpatient building at 8 o'clock in the morning on Thursday." I'll give you an explanation, and then I'll give you your name and come in." ”

Wuchen's voice was warm: "Okay, please take care of it when the time comes." ”

Chen Junqiang smiled bitterly: "I haven't seen you for a few years, are you so alien to me?" ”

Wuchen's tone was clear and cold: "Please." ”

Chen Junqiang couldn't hold back after all, he tightened his fingers on the telephone line, and asked softly:

"Then, then I'm free, can I go to the temple and have a cup of tea with you?"

Wuchen closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "Amitabha, the donor and the poor monk are old people, if you have leisure, why not drink a cup of tea?" ”

Chen Junqiang did not suppress his emotions at this time, he said happily: "Okay, that word is a certainty!" When I'm done, I'll arrange a time to go to Lingshan Temple to find you, and let's have a good chat! ”

Wuchen responded: "Okay." Good bye. ”

On the way back, Su Manjin silently glanced at Wuchen sitting in the passenger seat from time to time.

Wuchen is closing his eyes and recuperating.

The landline sound insulation in this era is not good, Su Manjin stood next to Wuchen and heard almost the whole process of the conversation between the two.

Su Manjin felt that there should be a lot of stories before his master became a monk.

Then why is Director Chen Junqiang so cautious about Master?

If an old friend makes an appointment to meet, it should be a normal reaction, is it necessary to be so troubled by gains and losses?

His master's attitude towards Chen Junqiang is not like what he heard Chen Junqiang say in his previous life, if he used to be a good friend, he wouldn't be so cold.

She had a feeling that if the master hadn't asked him to come forward to invite someone, he would not have been willing to have anything to do with Chen Junqiang anymore.

A little off.

But what went wrong?

Su Manjin pondered.

Wuchen's practice of Buddhism has gradually improved, and his five senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people.

He felt a slightly inquiring gaze from the disciple in the back seat.

"Xiaoman", Wuchen called her in Zeng Huacheng's way.

Su Manjin was thinking about things, and suddenly heard the master calling him, and immediately came back to his senses.

"Master, you say."

Wuchen explained: "I'll write you a phone number when I go back for the teacher, and at eight o'clock in the morning of the seventeenth day of the lunar calendar, go directly to the inpatient building to find Director Chen, and he will explain." When the time comes...... Tell me my name. ”

Su Manjin: ......

"Don't worry, since he agreed, he will definitely treat your grandfather responsibly."

"If you still have anything unclear, you can ask him directly when the time comes."

Su Manjin temporarily put away his divergent thoughts and replied, "Okay, Master." ”

Zeng Huacheng also said gratefully: "Thank you Master for your help!" ”

Wuchen clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I hope your family will recover soon!" ”

The two sent Wuchen back to Lingshan Temple, and then went to the temple to ask for a peace charm, and then went home to tell their families about the progress of the matter.

Zeng Huashan looked at Zeng Huacheng with a happy face: "I didn't expect to be able to invite the cancer treatment saint of the Provincial Military Region General Hospital to operate on our father!" If he makes a move, Dad shouldn't have much of a problem. ”

Zeng Huaqiang also heard of Chen Junqiang, "I heard a contractor on the construction site say that his friend wanted to ask Director Chen Junqiang to perform surgery, but after asking at the hospital, he learned that Director Chen's number had to be queued up until two months later." ”

Zeng Huacheng shook his head with a smile: "This is not what I invited, it was invited by Xiaoman, and I asked Master Wuchen of Lingshan Temple to come forward to invite someone, and I also arranged the nearest reception time." ”

Zeng Huashan was surprised: "Master Wuchen? The abbot of Lin San Temple? How could Xiaoman get acquainted with him? ”

Zeng Huacheng explained: "Xiaoman has taken refuge in the Three Jewels and is now a disciple of Master Wuchen. People call Master not an honorific to us, that's Xiaoman's real master. ”

Zeng Huahe's focus has been completely deviated: "Xiaoman is so young, how can he take refuge in Buddhism?" ”

Zeng Huacheng glanced at his third brother: "Xiaoman has a relationship with the Buddha, people want to take refuge in the Three Treasures, my sister and brother-in-law have no opinion, do you still have an opinion?" ”

Zeng Huahe pursed his lips stupidly and didn't answer.

"Big brother, let's talk to Dad about the condition later, Xiaoman said......" Zeng Huacheng and his brothers and brothers unified the caliber, except for the four brothers and Su Manjin, the rest of the family told the information according to this caliber, so as not to panic.

Zeng Huacheng and Su Manjin's concerns really happened.

Zeng Zhenxing was calm, after all, he followed his sons to the hospital twice, and he more or less felt in his heart that he might be sick.

Now that the sons have found a doctor for themselves, let's do the surgery.

However, the female relatives of the family were worried when they heard that there was a polyp in Zeng Zhenxing's esophagus that needed to be surgically removed.

Zeng Huashan's wife, Zhang Guanlan, had red eyes.

As Su Manjin went home, he told Zeng Meiyue.

In less than an hour, Zeng Huacheng saw his sister and sister go back to their parents' house together.

Zeng Meiyue's eyes were red, and she had obviously secretly cried.

Zeng Qiongyue also stiffened her face: "Second brother, why didn't you talk about Dad being sick?" ”

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