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After Yan Fengya was beheaded, Jingcheng changed to Jing Zhaoyin, and the situation gradually returned to calm. Jiang Xiaolou is no different on weekdays. He eats as usual~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and recuperates. Fu Chaoxuan often visits to treat her. After a month of treatment, the wound on Jiang Xiaolou's body was scabled again, and his complexion gradually returned to ruddy.

Fu Chaoxuan was obviously surprised when he saw Li Xuening and Xiaodie for the first time. He thought Jiang Xiaolou had no friends or relatives at all.

Seeing Fu Chaoxuan, Li Xuening just smiled to Jiang Xiaolou in understanding, and let them speak in the living room.

"Your body has recovered a lot, but you should still pay attention to it. Take the medicine prescribed to you last time and take it regularly according to my instructions. Don't be too troublesome." Fu Chaoxuan told her.

"I'm really getting better, and I don't need to take medicine every day." Jiang Xiaolou's voice was soft and clear, and his voice was whispering, like a trickle, calming people's hearts inexplicably, causing Fu Chaoxuan to lose consciousness for a moment.

"My master once said that all patients are always taboo to treat patients. If the doctor also listens to the patients, there is no cure for the disease. This is my new prescription. It contains a lot of soothing medicine. Have a good spirit." He settled, smiled, and answered like this.

Jiang Xiaolou looked at her with clear eyes: "A doctor used to say that I can't cut the roots of my illness all my life, and I have to endure pain all my life. Doctor Fu, do you think so too?"

Fu Chaoxuan pondered for a while before repliing: "It's really difficult."

"Then how long do I have to live?" Jiang Xiaolou asked bluntly.

Fu Chaoxuan thought about it for a long time, and a little bit of embarrassment appeared on his face. After a long time he replied: "It's not good, if it is properly maintained, it may last for seven years or eight years. If the injury worsens and the treatment is improper, it may take a year...or half a year. "

While paying attention to Jiang Xiaolou's expression, he tactfully persuaded him: "Xiaolou, as long as you let me take care of you well, look at it again in a year, maybe there will be a turning point."

It will take one year to recuperate, and if the conclusion is still undecided by that time...not to mention, she has not had a year or a half to recover from her injuries.

"If you refuse to take a good rest, you may lose your life. For the sake of impatience and delay your life's health, why bother?" He seemed to see through Jiang Xiaolou's mind and could not help but persuade gently, and then he seemed to think of something, his tone with surprise , "However, there is another way, you follow me to see the master, and ask him to treat you."

Jiang Xiaolou said with a little surprise: "Your master, is this your father?" She once heard that Fu Chaoxuan is an ancestral medicine, so his medical skills should be passed down by his father.

"No, my former father wanted me to inherit his mantle and learn to treat illnesses and save people, but I was full of spirits and wanted to be an official, full of enthusiasm for serving the country. My father was very disappointed, and many quarrels broke out for this. It was when I was studying hard. My father was seriously ill. After working hard for half a year, he died. When he was ill, he could not heal himself, and he had to rely on other doctors to prescribe the medicine. Those people were not good at medical skills and delayed abruptly, which made me very painful. . Although my uncles in my family thought that I should inherit the inheritance of the family and inherit my father’s will, I still refused. Since the death of my father, my mother has been caring for me with great pains. She is the closest person to me in the world. "Fu Chaoxuan smiled helplessly.

Jiang Xiaolou looked at him with quiet eyes.

"Later, my mother suffered from spleen disease, and the pain was unbearable day and night. I invited several doctors, and these doctors came to the clinic with confidence. A said it was the disease, and B said that it was the disease. It was disappointing, totally ineffective, and all helpless. The crows can still feed back, but I am greatly favored by my mother. I am by her side every day, and can only watch like a bystander, and there is nothing I can do to save her. Is it filial piety? So I opened my father’s medical book, pondering the essentials left by my father, and studied hard for a year. When I felt that I had some experience, I started to prescribe prescriptions for my mother, but it only slowed her down. The pain cannot be really cured. So, I had to ask my master for help. He was a good friend of my father, and he could barely accept me for his father's sake. After studying with him for three months, I could heal my mother. Today In the Great Zhou Dynasty, medical skills can never exceed my master's..."

Jiang Xiaolou shook his head and smiled.

"Why don't you believe it?" He was surprised.

"Why? Your medical skills are so brilliant, of course your master is even better."

"If you want to cut the root of the disease, you can only ask my master. However, as he gets older, his temper becomes more and more weird, and he easily refuses to treat people, especially women..." Fu Chaoxuan seemed to think of the embarrassment and stopped talking.

"Since the teacher refuses, don't force it." Jiang Xiaolou slowly said, "Everyone has his own life, life and death depend on the sky. I believe that I will not live so short. Before the things that should be done are done, this tone I can't swallow it."

Fu Chaoxuan looked at her blankly, feeling sad.

There are people in this world who don't care about her own life or death. Indeed, all she cares about is whether she can get revenge, and she doesn't care about the others at all. He pretended to be slightly annoyed: "I tried my best to save you, but you didn't take it seriously. If I knew this, I just saved my energy..."

Jiang Xiaolou was startled slightly, then smiled, thick black hair lined his cheeks, eyebrows flying: "Doctor Fu, it's not that I don't care about my own life or death, but compared to my life, I have more urgent things to do. "

Fu Chaoxuan couldn't help but feel more uncomfortable hearing her speak so softly but with a very firm attitude. He studied hard since he was a child, and then gave up his official career to study medicine. He always felt that his life was meaningful because he was treating illnesses and saving people. He is so familiar with the patient's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys that women are no different from ordinary animals in front of him. But when I met Jiang Xiaolou later, I felt a strange feeling for the first time. There is a woman in this world who is gentle, beautiful, strong and touching.

In the past, his world was free of emotions and desires, but now he is enriched day by day, knowing how to think about and care about a person.

He didn't dare to reveal his feelings, so he could only helplessly say: "You are really a special person. In my opinion, there is nothing more important than life."

Jiang Xiaolou asked, "Who is the master you just mentioned?"

"Don't you want to treat the disease, why would you care about who he is?" A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Chaoxuan's eyes, and his mind quickly turned. How can Jiang Xiaolou agree to find his master... He thought for a while before continuing, "My master is Luo Zijing, known as Mr. Taiwu. At the beginning, I wanted to apprentice and learn art, but his temperament was particularly arrogant and paranoid. Even though I knew who my father was, I politely declined. In order to let him accept me, I went to his door and waited every day. I had to endure the strange look of others every day. At that time, even the gatekeeper said I was like a mangy dog. Sticking to the door..." As if thinking of something interesting, Fu Chaoxuan's smile brightened.

In order to learn art from a teacher, he arched at the gate every day in a respectful posture. When it was thundering and raining, people all over the street ran away in an instant. But even if it rained heavily, he remained unimpeded, standing in front of the gate, motionless. "How long have you waited?" Jiang Xiaolou became curious.

"Half a year. On the day after half a year, the master showered and washed his face, then put on neat clothes, opened the door to welcome me, and accepted me as his apprentice on the spot." Fu Chaoxuan showed a hint of pride on his face. His eyes sparkled with her expression.

If Jiang Xiaolou had realized something, he smiled and said, "Doctor Fu, what the teacher looks for is not anything else, but your attitude towards being a human being, and pursuing medical skills with the most pious attitude. This is the reason why he accepts you."

No matter what kind of knowledge, what kind of career, you can only reach the highest level with all your efforts.

Fu Chaoxuan believed it so, saying: "My master's medical skills are brilliant. I only have to learn from him for a period of time to become a famous doctor in the capital. If he is willing to treat you, there is a 70-80% chance of healing. I don't care what you want. Whatever you do, you need a strong body as a backing. Do you want to leave such a regret if you fail to become a great cause? You never forget the hatred of the past, but if the enemy has not been defeated, you are half buried. In the loess, what face is there to meet your father and brother?" Fu Chaoxuan persuaded him earnestly, with all his sincere care.

Jiang Xiaolou thought for a moment, she really needs a healthy body to implement her plan. But this Mr. Taiwu is obviously a person with arrogant personality, which can be seen from the way he chooses his apprentice. Half a year of neglecting and turning a blind eye can completely screen out the vast majority of people who are not determined. I have to admit that there is nothing wrong with his approach. A person who can't even wait and endure, and a person who shrinks when he encounters a little setback, can hardly cultivate clever medical skills and become a true doctor. Fu Chaoxuan is a devout Buddhist. He is persevering, serious and tenacious. Among all people, he is the only one who can stand the test. That's why he can learn brilliant medical skills and create his own world.

Jiang Xiaolou didn't want to die, on the contrary, she wanted to live, live a long time, and be happy, longer than everyone else. The eldest brother likes to travel around the mountains and water like that, she wants to look around the world and enjoy the beautiful scenery on his behalf, and when all the enemies are turned into skeletons, she also wants to live beautifully.

"Okay, I will accompany you to find a respected teacher." Jiang Xiaolou finally made up his mind.

Fu Chaoxuan looked at her beautiful eyes, his heart moved, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, he said nothing.

Even if you want to express your feelings, you shouldn't take advantage of this time, otherwise you will be taking advantage of others. He is not that kind of despicable person...so, he chose silence.

Fu Chaoxuan came early the next morning, and Jiang Xiaolou easily told Li Xuening to go with him. Fu Chaoxuan was a little surprised and didn't say much.

The carriage walked all the way for two hours, almost non-stop, before finally rushing to the place where Mr. Taiwu lived in seclusion. At the foot of the mountain, there is a three-in-one courtyard surrounded by green trees and red flowers, and the environment is very quiet. After getting off the carriage, Li Xuening hesitated: "Xiaolou, Mr. Taiwu has a very strange temper. Will he agree with us?"

Jiang Xiaolou smiled and said, "If you see it or not, we have to wait for us to ask to know."

Fu Chaoxuan first went up and knocked. Yaotong opened the door and found that it was him, with joy on his face, but when he saw Jiang Xiaolou and the others, he was puzzled.

"The husband does not see the female patient, the son knows it." Yaotong scratched his head with a look of disapproval.

"I will go in first to ask the master, please wait outside for a while." Fu Chaoxuan smiled slightly and said politely.

Jiang Xiaolou smiled and nodded, watching Fu Chaoxuan enter the courtyard, letting Yaotong stare at them curiously.

After a long time, Fu Chaoxuan walked out, beaming with joy: "I have already said to the master that he agrees to enter."

Every time Jiang Xiaolou walked through a door, she carefully looked at the nominated handwriting on the plaque. She walked very slowly, watching the flowers all the way, watching everything with interest.

Entering the inner hall, Fu Chaoxuan made a gesture to them and motioned not to make a sound. So Jiang Xiaolou stood quietly and watched carefully.

Fu Chaoxuan said that Mr. Tai Wu is over sixty years old, but in fact what she saw was just a middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion and high-quality temperament, who never seemed to be over forty. However, the other party was not sitting in the lobby, but lying on the couch, and there was no patient in front of him.

When he came in just now, Jiang Xiaolou clearly saw his disciple taking a pulse in the lobby, and there was a notebook in front of him to record the patient's condition at any time. After a short while, I saw the young disciple ran into the inner hall and walked in front of Mr. Taiwu and reported to him: "Master, this patient is only three years old, and he is suffering from macula. After seeing the disease there, a misdiagnosis occurred and it turned into a critical condition. When the disciple observed, his macules had been invaginated."

Mr. Taiwu just lay there listening. After listening, tell him: "Prepare paper and pen."

The young disciple spread out the rice paper and immediately began to prepare for recording.

Mr. Taiwu said: "Since this situation occurs, it means that righteousness has been weakened. If you don't get timely diagnosis and treatment, you will die. After the child has taken it for three days, he will discharge fish-like feces and spots. The rash will turn red and the toxins will be emitted from the body."

The young disciple suddenly realized: "This kind of disease is afraid of the macula going inward, and the invagination is very dangerous. The master can use this method to let the toxins out, and it will be cured after it is emitted. The disciple has been taught!"

He was about to clean up his pen and ink and went out, but he heard Mr. Taiwu say: "This disease is easy to relapse. Tell the parents of your child that you will pick off the cows and plums in September, and boil them out by yourself. If the child's condition repeats, So add three gold musk to the cow plum ointment and take two doses."

"Yes."

As soon as this disciple retired, another disciple hurried in: "Master, a patient ate too much food, and his flatulence was very serious. The disciple has given him three consecutive days of digestion prescriptions, but there is still no It worked."

Mr. Tai Wu frowned: "I have told you many times that you must prescribe the right medicine when you are diagnosed and treated. All medicines are three-point toxic, usually do not prescribe prescriptions. Just flatulence, let him go home on his own, and drink it with Jiao Sanxian. Okay, three days later, if it doesn’t get better, come back."

The disciple's face turned red and quietly retreated.

Jiang Xiaolou thoughtfully, Fu Chaoxuan explained softly: "If you have fried hawthorn, divine comedy, and malt, it is Jiao Sanxian. Of these three things, hawthorn focuses on eliminating the accumulation of meat, while divine comedy focuses on reducing phlegm, eliminating gold stone and rice. The product, the product of malt to eliminate pasta, ten grams each of the three, is a good recipe for digestion."

Three or four more disciples came in one after another. All patients were diagnosed. As long as the pulse and symptoms were mentioned, Mr. Tai Wu could accurately judge the condition and prescribe prescriptions. Not only was it fast, but also extremely accurate. This diagnosis and treatment method It is really breathtaking.

As if guessing what Jiang Xiaolou was thinking, Fu Chaoxuan whispered again: "My master is over sixty years old and has limited energy. This method can treat more patients."

Jiang Xiaolou smiled and nodded. In her opinion, this is an ingenious way of teaching apprentices designed by Mr. Taiwu. Many doctors who are not good at learning and skill prescribe prescriptions and treat people before they can get a teacher, which has delayed many patients, but if not Let them diagnose and treat, but they will lack practical experience. Therefore, Mr. Taiwu allows the disciples who are studying to diagnose and treat by themselves, and solve them immediately if they can't understand. This is not only conducive to the growth of the disciples, but also does not delay the patient. He is really a very responsible doctor.

An hour later, Mr. Tai Wu saw Fu Chaoxuan, and his face sank: "Chao Xuan, I have already said that if I don't save the female patient, why should I bring the female relatives?"

Fu Chaoxuan stepped forward two steps, respectfully saluting: "Master, please look at the disciple's thin face, and treat her." He was eloquent and sincere. Mr. Tai Wu looked at him carefully for a while, showing thoughtfulness. look.

He knew this disciple very well, and he always kept a distance from women, how could he come to beg him for treatment for no reason? Take a closer look at the two young girls standing over there. They are all beautiful and beautiful, especially the blue-clothed woman standing in front, with gentle smiles and star-like eyes, which are unforgettable.

He vaguely understood something in his heart, he sighed and said: "You know why the teacher refuses to treat the female patient, why do you bother me? Let your brothers and sisters go and see."

"The disciple’s medical master knows best. If the disciples are still unsure, how can they be cured? Master, you once said that seeing death without saving is like murder. Today a sickly patient is in front of your eyes. Are you really Do you want to watch? The disciple feels that the master is not such a person, and please don't let the disciple down." Fu Chaoxuan said word by word, with a strangely solemn expression.

It's rare to see the gentle and elegant senior brother so aggressive, a young disciple was trying to dissuade, but suddenly saw Jiang Xiaolou's smiling eyes, choked suddenly when he was about to rush, and blushed inexplicably.

Mr. Taiwu just frowned, staring silently.

"In my opinion, Doctor Fu is worrying too much. Mr. Taiwu is a benevolent man with great wisdom. He refuses to treat female patients for a while, but he can't think about it for a while, and he won't be like this for his life." Jiang Xiaolou suddenly spoke. Suddenly attracted all eyes.

Mr. Taiwu and the disciples of Yaotang looked at her curiously. It was too bold for a young girl to say such a thing in front of her husband. How did they know that Jiang Xiaolou had done even bolder things, how could this one be less?

Mr. Tai Wu looked at Jiang Xiaolou with a look of scrutiny: "What does this mean?"

Jiang Xiaolou's expression was gentle and his tone was like water: "Walking in all the way, I saw the plaque that the doctor hung at your home. The first piece is written with the word Wei Liao. This Chinese character comes from Yajing. It is too difficult for home. Set in Polygonum. Polygonum is a bitter dish, while taste Polygonum means hardship. Mr. Taiwu uses these two words to imply that the people are in many disasters, and they should have the spirit of being willing to endure hardships and share their worries. ,Am i right?"

Mr. Tai Wu looked at Jiang Xiaolou in surprise, and subconsciously sat up straight: "You have read a lot of books, and you still know my true meaning."

"Just now I heard that my husband was very hardworking when he was young. Every time he reads, he not only recites but also transcribes by himself, the number of times is as many as seven times. So you named your study Qiluzhai. You are in Encouraging myself to write and think hard, study the world's medical books, and not to be a mediocre doctor. This makes me admire very much. When I walked into the courtyard, I saw Mr. Tai Wu named his disciples’ residence Shi Zhai, In fact, my husband is here to warn the disciples that they must be as firm as a rock when they study knowledge, and be upright and upright in doing things, right?"

Mr. Taiwu nodded and had to admit that she was not bad.

Jiang Xiaolou described his beauty, his eyes gleaming, and his tone more peaceful: "But these are just telling the disciples to study hard, think hard, be a good doctor, and be a good doctor. But I think what really embodies the ideas of Mr. Taiwu is hanging on you. The word "Hanling" at the entrance of the medicine hall."

Mr. Taiwu became more surprised as he listened. These plaques have been hung there for decades, but no one has ever looked at them more. Everyone has passed by, and he hasn't even asked him what he meant. Even Fu Chaoxuan, who is diligent in learning and asking questions, is really interested in medical skills, not medical methods. To become a world-famous doctor, you only need to study medical skills. But if you want to be able to transform the environment, you must understand the medical principles.

It's a pity that he hangs the real medical teaching there for too long and too long, no one has noticed it.

Mr. Taiwu slowly became serious: "You tell me, what is the real medicine?"

Jiang Xiaolou smiled slightly, bowed his head and raised his eyebrows in a graceful manner: "Please forgive me for guessing, Mr. Taiwu took the word containing spirit, you should be telling all the disciples that to become a real doctor, you must be compassionate. Under the guidance of this belief, a doctor can concentrate on the treatment, improve his medical skills wholeheartedly, never return, and fear all difficulties. This is what enters medicine. The highest level."

Jiang Xiaolou is a very smart person, but she is not only smart, she is also very serious. When she walked in all the way, she carefully contemplated everything she saw and analyzed Mr. Taiwu's words and actions.

There are too many flattering people in this world, but it is not easy to be good at flattering, and among them, those who are proficient in this way are even rarer. The real flattery requires the other party to know that you are flattering, but they still get tricked again and again, without surprise. Jiang Xiaolou's demeanor and attitude are pleasing to the eyes when not speaking, and elegant when speaking, not to mention that she has also shown her knowledge and deep understanding of Mr. Taiwu in front of everyone. For a while, even Fu Chaoxuan was stunned. I have walked under the word "Hanling" so many times before, but I have never seriously considered the meaning of these words once. It was because he was too negligent to immerse himself in the medical books, and never understood the true meaning of the master.

Except for Fu Chaoxuan and Mr. Taiwu, the other disciples all stared at Jiang Xiaolou with red cheeks because they were too young. There are many young and beautiful women, and it is rare to say such words to quote the scriptures and to be so charming, they will not make people feel like a book bag or show off. They are beautiful and will please others.

Mr. Tai Wu looked at Jiang Xiaolou and gradually understood why his most proud disciple would treat her differently. Fu Chaoxuan devoted himself to medical research all the year round and regarded treating illnesses and saving people as the first priority in life. No matter how a woman seduce and seduce, he was puzzled and unsmiling. In the next year, I will be young and frivolous. I don’t like the wind and the snow, and I don’t like socializing and socializing. If it weren't for his mother's strong opposition, he would most likely become a monk... But he was such a rigid person who actually liked the woman in front of him very much.

It is a pity that the girl Jiang in front of me is clever, cunning, and deep-minded, which is not a good thing for Fu Chaoxuan. He should be worthy of a good wife, a person who wholeheartedly supports him in his career in medicine, not the overly beautiful girl with deep thoughts. Thinking of this, Mr. Taiwu smiled and said: "I can cure you, but only this one, not the next example. This is for the sake of Chaoxuan, and the second is because you said me. Heart."

Fu Chaoxuan couldn't help but ecstatic. According to the master's medical skills, as long as he is willing to heal Jiang Xiaolou, there is absolutely no reason why he cannot be cured. He was about to thank him, but he heard Jiang Xiaolou suddenly say: "Then ask Mr. to heal my friend."

Once a word came out, it was shocking.

Fu Chaoxuan looked at Jiang Xiaolou in shock: "What did you say?"

Li Xuening’s face changed drastically. Jiang Xiaolou clearly said that she was a single woman and could not travel with men casually, so she invited her to come with him. Mr. Taiwu finally agreed to treat her, how could she treat such a precious Give yourself a chance?

"No, the person who needs to see a doctor is Xiaolou, and I'm fine." She was shocked and said quickly.

Mr. Tai Wu glanced at Li Xuening, who was pale and blue lips, shook her head and said, "Even if I treat you in a dying condition, it won't be extended for a year or a half, but Ms. Jiang, you still have to be saved. "

Li Xuening has long understood that her condition is purely difficult to treat, so she was not particularly sad after hearing this diagnosis, but softly said to Jiang Xiaolou, "Did you hear what Mr.? If you waste time on me, you should seize the opportunity to cure your illness."

Jiang Xiaolou's expression was calm, but his smile was very persistent: "Please Mr. Taiwu, heal my friend!"

Fu Chaoxuan stepped forward: "Xiaolou, you are--"

Jiang Xiaolou looked at him seriously: "Doctor Fu, doctors shouldn’t treat patients differently, shouldn’t they? I’m a patient, and so is Xue Ning. Her condition is more serious than mine. If there is no treatment from Mr. Taiwu, she Only a few months of life. If Mr. Taiwu is willing to help her, she can live for another year and a half. As a doctor, how can you forget your job just because you are closer to me. This does not mean that it is a violation of Have you abandoned the teachings of Buddhism and completely discarded what your husband taught you over the years?"

Fu Chaoxuan was dumb for a while, he didn't know how to answer Jiang Xiaolou. As a doctor, he certainly hopes that every patient can be treated fairly. But as a man who admires her, he most wants to see her peace. The master is a person who does what he says. If he wants to let him regain his grace, he doesn't know when he has to wait. Jiang Xiaolou actually wants to give up such a precious opportunity, which makes him anxious, but helpless.

He deeply knew Jiang Xiaolou's power. She was reminding him that a person who believed in the Buddha should understand the principle of equality of all beings. She is not special, and Li Xuening should be treated as well.

"No, I don't need it!" Li Xuening categorically refused, a trace of determination appeared on her always gentle face, "Xiaolou, if you force me to treat the illness, you are forcing me to decide on my own."

Obviously there is a chance to save his life, but the person in front of him chooses to give up, an emotion that has never been felt in Jiang Xiaolou's heart. Regardless of whether Li Xuening agreed or just half-pushed and half-pushed...just thinking about living, he wouldn't deserve to be Jiang Xiaolou's friend.

Jiang Xiaolou's skin was Saixue, and his cold and lonely eyes faintly raised a murderous air, and said: "Li Xuening, do you think I am trying to save you? I am completely for myself! You gave me a roll of mats back then. I will not be a corpse in the wilderness. Such an Endejiang Xiaolou will remember it all my life. Today I give you the hope of survival, and I want to return your favor. People live in the world, as long as they are not ashamed of their hearts, nothing is impossible. It's better than those who have a stunt but cling to stereotypes, and hang the word benevolence in the high pavilion much better."

As she said, she blinked at Li Xuening.

Li Xuening was taken aback for a moment, looked at her subconsciously, with infinite doubts in her heart. What Xiaolou meant just now--

Mr. Taiwu said indifferently: "Little girl with sharp teeth, are you telling me this?"

Jiang Xiaolou looked back and smiled, calm and elegant: "Mr. Taiwu is extremely clever, Xiaolou dare not play spears in front of you, yes, it is you."

Even with such sharp words, she still has scorching eyes, not so charming, making people panic when she sees it.

Mr. Taiwu couldn't help but frown, and frowned: "What do you know, a little girl? As a doctor, why not doctors who can treat patients? I have my own reason!"

Fu Chaoxuansheng was afraid that she would provoke the master completely, so he came to a chicken fly egg and quickly said: "Master, don't be angry, Xiaolou is just outright."

"Straight-hearted? Humph! Then you can say and do nothing? It makes no sense!" Mr. Tai Wu's face was covered with clouds.

Immediately a young disciple quietly said to Jiang Xiaolou: "This girl, my master refuses to treat the female patient for his own reasons. If you don't know it, you can't talk nonsense..."

It turns out that Mr. Taiwu treated illnesses in his early years regardless of his status or status, let alone wealth and poverty. But one time later, a little accident happened. While treating an unmarried female patient, the family was convinced that the girl had bloating, but he diagnosed a fetal image. As a result, the family not only tore his face, yelled at him, and even poured feces in front of his door. The extreme humiliation made him have to thank guests behind closed doors for a whole year, unable to practice medicine. Facts proved that he was right. The unmarried woman had already become pregnant and gave birth to a fat baby a year later. The family was ashamed and angry, and would rather drown the baby and refuse to admit to him. Mr. Taiwu was so angry that he no longer treated female patients, no matter what his status or whose family's female family members were. When he encountered a female patient seeking a doctor, he would rather let his disciple come to see a doctor, but he refused to go to the doctor, let alone a reminder, that the cure is up to fate. This matter has long formed a routine, everyone knows.

When Jiang Xiaolou heard the young disciple's words, his eyes were gurgling like flowing water, with a clear rhyme: "So, Mr. Taiwu is too angry, so he can't bear the misunderstanding of others."

Without waiting for Mr. Taiwu to speak, Jiang Xiaolou has already raised his voice: "When my eldest brother went on a trip, he once heard the story of a Zen Master Yue Chuan. Now I can tell you a little bit about it, maybe it will inspire you. This Zen Master Yuechuan is a master of painting. But every time he paints, he must insist that the buyer pays first, otherwise he will never write. He is a disciple of the Buddha, but he cares about money so much, so many people at that time He despised him very much. One day, the prefect of Qingzhou asked him to paint, and Zen Master Yue Chuan did not ask anything but said a word."

Fu Chaoxuan asked, "What did he say?"

Jiang Xiaolou smiled without moving his expression: "He asked, how much money can you give me?"

After hearing this, the people next to him couldn't help talking. Some said that the old monk was greedy for money, some said that he didn't know how to hide it, and some said he was totally unworthy of being a monk.

"You can pay as much as you want! The Qingzhou prefecture answered him this way, but also asked him to go to the prefect’s house, in front of a hundred guests, to paint on the spot."

"The Zen master promised to follow along and carefully paint for the prefect in front of all the guests. As a result, the painting was finished, and the prefect paid one hundred taels. The Zen master was about to leave, but he heard that the prefect was standing up in front of everyone. Sheng said that although this monk drew a good picture, he only had money in his eyes, and his body was smelly of copper. Such a person has long been tainted by money, it is really disgusting, and he is not worthy of being a Buddhist disciple. After saying this, the prefect burned the painting carefully made by the Zen master on the spot. Not only that, in order to humiliate the Zen master, he also publicly asked him to paint another painting, but this time... it must be on the skirt of his concubine. Draw."

When everyone heard this, they whispered more vigorously. Painting on a woman's skirt is a big humiliation for a Buddhist disciple.

Mr. Taiwu's back straightened, and an inexplicable tension between his eyebrows: "Did he agree?"

Jiang Xiaolou looked at him with a smile: "The words of Zen Master Yue Chuan are still the same. How much do you pay? The prefect answered him, how much do you want. Zen Master paid a high price of three hundred taels, and then really put it on the woman's skirt. I drew a picture, and then left amidst the humiliation and shame of everyone."

"This monk really sees money, and as long as he has money, he can bear any insult!" "Yes, yeah, Buddhism!" The disciples in the inner hall whispered.

Jiang Xiaolou’s voice was slow and graceful: "Many people doubt, why it’s better to have money? Zen Master Yue Chuan, who doesn’t matter if you receive any insults, what do you think in his heart. Such a person deserves to be called a Buddhist disciple In fact, disasters often occur in the place where Zen Master Yuechuan lives, and the rich are not willing to pay to help the poor, so he built a warehouse to store food during the harvest and prepare to take it out to help the poor when there is a famine. And among these poor people, there are countless unsuspecting people who have humiliated and laughed at his defilement of Buddhism."

"This Zen master could have chanted sutras in the Buddhist hall without eating the fireworks, but he walked around the streets, showed his face, betrayed his painting skills, just to be able to provide food for the poor in the famine years. For this reason. He can withstand anyone’s insults and ridicules, he didn’t argue with others, and he didn’t even say a few words for himself. There is only compassion in his heart, only common people, and he cannot think of himself, let alone personal honor and disgrace." Jiang Xiaolou smiled In this way, Jing Ying’s eyes fell on Mr. Taiwu, “We are misunderstood too often by people and things. Sometimes this misunderstanding will accompany our lives, but so what, as long as I am not ashamed of my heart, I shouldn’t be worried. Yu Huai. You are not afraid of the worldly vision, and you are not afraid of being slandered by others. This is the person who is truly gaining the Tao. How can the dust of the world pollute his soul for a person of noble character? Mr. Taiwu, don't you think?"

Mr. Taiwu stared at her, almost forgot to speak. His face has been volatile for a long time, he seems to be thinking hard, and he seems to be angry soon. According to Jiang Xiaolou, all the words and sentences were to persuade him to untie his happy knot, but she clearly set a trap for him from the beginning!

Such a little girl is too scheming! It happened that she smiled so sweetly when she was calculating you, that you can't get angry at all.

If you think about it carefully, she is very young, but she has a profound insight into the world and is by no means an ordinary person. He pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "Well said, the person who is worthy of the heart is the Buddha. I have come to a dead end. Over the years, I have done wrong."

Jiang Xiaolou smiled faintly: "So, is there any limit to one person?"

Mr. Tai Wu shook his head heavily, and the enthusiasm in his heart for many years was wiped out. Instead, he was deeply afraid of Jiang Xiaolou. He stood up and stroked his palms and said, "Okay, what a slick woman. That is not for you Open my heart, just for your good words, I should save your life. Don't worry, I will do my best for your life!"

Fu Chaoxuan breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that the whole person was happy, but he heard Jiang Xiaolou's tone briskly: "Mister made a mistake. It is the lives of the two of us, and they will be entrusted to you!"

Mr. Taiwu was taken aback, then laughed again: "Yes, you two!"

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