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I watched him struggle, slowly tearing open the wound, and the wound kept oozing blood, severely injured but not dead, with a somewhat broken and tragic The beauty.
I am a doctor, that's for sure, but I have my rules to follow, not to save men. If it weren't for those novice monks standing at the door every day, who would want to take care of the stinky man for no reason, especially since he is such an annoying monk - I wish I could turn around and run away! But moving is not easy! (It's also not good to see someone dying and not save them, which goes against my original intention)
However, I can't understand it. Why would someone who is living well want to go and help others (meddle in other people's business)? He gets beaten up by someone, doesn't even fight back, and instead tries to reason with them. It's like he thinks he's a living Buddha, carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders! Simpleton, simpleton, such a simpleton!
I went up the mountain early to fetch water, as usual I brewed the medicine and had a novice monk feed it to him, then I slipped back to the mountain to wander around. We don't interfere with each other for meals, each cooking our own, after all, who wants to listen to them chanting scriptures and eating vegetarian every day? I haven't seen through the world, nor do I intend to become a monk. Of course, it's nice to be vegetarian occasionally, bamboo shoots and winter mushrooms are all fragrant, making one's mouth water uncontrollably.
Removing the initial treatment of the monk was not my voluntary choice. These novice monks, I really doubt them. I wonder if they have never experienced the suffering of the world, each one of them is so naive and lovely. Since they came to me for treatment, I have taken on all the chores willingly. I have to sweep the yard as one precept, cook as another, and I don't even need to administer the medicine. I can only take care of the herbs and occasionally check on the patient's condition and prescribe new medicine. When you put your heart into saving people, it's different. The Great monk must be feeling better these days. I am overjoyed, happy, and refreshed! It's been a month, and they are finally leaving!
"High clouds and low trees, the Yue'er is bright and the wind is clear, let's see how carefree the world can be~" At night, the Si Jie are responsible for taking care of the patients, so I can peacefully try new dishes. As the saying goes, a doctor who can't cook isn't a foodie. By the way, just because I killed a chicken for soup last time, these novice monks, the future Great monks, almost wanted to kill me with their eyes. Hmph. I thought it was just a chicken, an old hen that had stopped laying eggs, a little bit of a pity. Who made them not let me leave the mountain? How long has it been since I had meat! Although winter mushrooms and bamboo shoots are good, can you eat them every day? Can you? They can, but I can't.
I just researched the "Su San Bai" and found that the Adzuki Bean and Pumpkin Soup is excellent! Today, I urged Jie to bring fresh ingredients down the mountain and cooked this soup. It is soft, delicate, and sweet, truly embodying the breath of spring! It would have been even better if he had brought me some pork, but it's a pity, indeed it's a pity.
I prepared the soup and stacked four bowls on a wooden tray. As I moved step by step, the lightness of my movements was unprecedented in my fifteen years. However! Si Jie this big fool came over to report, and while he was talking, he ran around and knocked over my bowls, only managing to taste half a spoonful of the soup - " Su-su, Senior Brother is awake!"
"Hehe, silly pig.
"How is it, does it hurt here and here?" I pulled open his clothes and gently pressed on a few scabs that had not completely fallen off. "No, I don't feel anything," he said with his head down. I couldn't see clearly, but I could feel his body trembling constantly.
It should not be painful, but I just confirmed it, but why am I trembling? Could there be a hidden illness? I don't know why my serious expression made the other novice monks so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe. Their faces turned red. "Great monk, look up," when he looked up, I was stunned. How could he be so red and hot! "Are you running a fever?" I moved my hand, and his face turned as red as if it could drip blood, so hot that I suspected I could fry an egg on it. "No, no, I'm fine, thank you." As soon as he spoke, he hesitated, really making people anxious.
"Are you really okay? It's very strange," I wondered. His pulse seemed normal, but he was very hot. Perhaps, there is a hidden situation! Just as I was about to find a way to send them away and ask about Great monk's condition. " Su-su, I think the eldest senior brother is very shy," the most reliable disciple spoke up. With this, I understood. Since there was nothing wrong, I just gave them a few reminders and handed over a prescription for recuperation. They would have to leave tomorrow. I was happy to be carefree again~
But! Is!
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