52 The wind and rain are smooth, and the country and the people are safe

Coming to the back mountain, a small parking lot, there are a lot of parking spaces, there are sixteen.

"Chief Lindao. Chu Zhixi greeted Lin Yin very politely.

"Hello, little master. ”

Chu Zhixi smiled, and a glow fell in the void, shining brightly, shrouded in her smile.

"Chief Lin Dao, you have such a good relationship with the hospital, if you spread it or be seen, will it have an impact on the mountain gate?"

was called twice by Daoist Lin Little Master, Chu Zhixi already thought that he was a person from the Taoist Temple of Lao Ou Mountain in his heart, and put himself in his shoes.

Daoist Lin smiled slightly and said, "Little uncle, little master, please inside." ”

Wu Mian didn't say anything, and followed Daoist Lin to the backyard. Knowing that Wu Mian was tired of many people, Daoist Lin only brought one Taoist priest with him.

The four of them walked inside, but it was quiet.

"Little Master, don't worry about what you say. As he walked, Daoist Lin explained, "This person is very strange. ”

"Oh?"

"Suppose a patient comes to my old eagle mountain to burn incense and make a wish, and I introduce him to the second hospital of the medical university. Lin Daoshi smiled and said, "Okay, what do you think the patient will think?"

"......" Chu Zhixi thought about it and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Okay, that's my supernatural powers, if the patient dies, it has nothing to do with the hospital, it has nothing to do with me, it's life. So the patients I introduced were willing to accept them. If nothing else, it is that there are few things to do, and it is safe to treat. What's it called......"

"Healing sex. Wu Mian said.

"Really. Chu Zhixi said with emotion.

"Let's look at it from another angle, if the same patient goes directly to the hospital. Well, a lot of people don't think about it, they just talk about how they spend so much money, the hospital is really dark, and if they die, it's called medical malpractice. ”

"You're saying so absolutely. Wu Mian said coldly.

"Uncle Xiao, let's take an extreme example, although not all of them are like this, but spending 50,000 incense money on me is voluntary. But if you go to the hospital and pay 50,000 yuan for yourself, you will have a look at it, it will be the hospital's black heart. ”

"So the more I've worked over the years, the more fortunate I'm glad we've caught up with the good times. ”

"Don't be us, who are you. Wu Mian said.

"Hahaha, little uncle, don't be like this. Daoist Lin smiled, "You are here to cure diseases and save people, and your medical ethics are noble." But I also have my role No, the patients sent out of me have never been fine, at least so far, life and death, and there has not been a single medical accident. ”

"Don't be, there are some things that don't stand up to talking. Wu Mian frightened.

Daoist Lin was not afraid, he twisted his beard and said, "If you die, it's all fate, everything is fate, and it's not up to anyone." Let's leave black cats and white cats alone, if you catch a mouse, you are a good cat. Over the years, there have been countless living people in my old Eagle Mountain, which can be regarded as meritorious. ”

"How dare you say it. Wu Mian saw Daoist Lin's stinky fart, and wanted to scold him, but thinking that this was indeed the case, he sighed and said, "The Book of Rites and the Imperial System": Those who have merit to the people will be added to the law. ”

"yes. With Wu Mian's approval, Daoist Lin was even more happy, he said, "We don't want to add land or anything, we just want to do something practical for the boss's surname." ”

“......”

Wu Mian's big sunglasses almost didn't fall to the ground and shattered.

This special thing to do something practical for the boss's surname came out of Daoist Lin's mouth, how awkward it sounded. But if you think about it, it's still the same.

"It may be that the lives of the common people are better, so recently people have always asked me if I can go to the imperial capital and the magic capital to see a doctor. I'm just thinking about contacting a higher hospital, and then you'll be back, Uncle Junior. ”

Wu Mian said coldly, "I was brought back by your chance?"

"Look at what you said, Uncle Junior. Daoist Lin hurriedly smiled, "It's all a coincidence, and it's also fate." Or my old man has a unique vision, a deep vision, and has long anticipated what is happening today. ”

As he spoke, several people walked to the gate of Houshan Mountain.

The mountain gate is not big, and there is a stone tablet erected in front, which is seven or eight meters high.

The stele is made of white marble, very clean, and there are eight big characters written on it - the wind and rain are smooth, and the country is peaceful and peaceful.

Wu Mian solemnly lowered his hand and stood in front of the stone stele.

"I did what my dad told me when he left, but this person, he has a wild mind, and he wants to be fifteen when he is in the first year of junior high school. I benefit the township, and I always think about doing more. ”

Wu Mian didn't speak this time, looking up at the stele, the handwriting was familiar, and the eight big characters should have been written by Lao Lin Tou, who was too lazy to his bones.

The brushwork is vigorous and powerful, like a spear and halberd, hitting Wu Mian's heart.

He watched silently, and then lowered his head slightly, as if bowing to the deceased old Lin Tou.

But for only a moment, even Daoist Lin, who was standing on the side, was not sure if it was his own delusion. Wu Mian had already stepped forward and asked, "Lao Lin, where do we live?"

"The backyard has been cleaned, and the former mountain spring has been led down by me, and it is inside. Living water, clean and translucent, but a little noisy in the middle of the night. ”

"It's fine. Wu Mian waved his hand.

Entering the back mountain gate, the cobblestone path is clean and clean, there are small white and yellow flowers on both sides, the fragrance is not strong, but it is very fresh.

It's not a backyard at all, it's a backyard. It is far away from the Taoist incense in front of it, and it is almost invisible from afar.

Thinking about the crowd on that side, it was quiet and elegant here, and Wu Mian suddenly liked it.

After entering the back mountain gate, there is a shadow wall in front, and a small courtyard house in the back, and in the middle is the mountain spring water drawn by the bamboo road to gather into a small pond. There is a mountain behind, there is water in front, the mountain is high but not steep, and the water is slow but not urgent.

The environment is really good, lukewarm, quiet and convenient. It is indeed a good place to be quiet and do nothing, and to sit and forget about it.

"Uncle Junior, are you still satisfied?" asked Daoist Lin with a smile.

"Okay, I have a heart. Wu Mian said.

"Then let's eat first. Lin Daoist said, "Taste the fasting rice in the temple." ”

"Do you have a guest, a cha, a library, an account, a scripture, a canon, a hall, and a number here?" asked Wu Mian.

"Hehe, look at the little uncle you said. We are just a small broken Taoist temple, what are we doing with all the organs although the sparrows are small. Lin Daoshi smiled, "In other words, I am a psychological clinic here, and occasionally do some intermediary work, and the rest has nothing to do with me." ”

"Well, there's no idea of competing with the world, it's okay. ”

"It's good to have a little life. Lin Daoshi said, "Others can be fooled, and you must not be fooled when eating, I have been starved by my father since I was a child." ”

Thinking of the old Lin Tou that Wu Mian said, Chu Zhixi felt that he was really an interesting old man.