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- The old monk smiled happily and seemed to have expected Yang Zongbao's answer: "I also asked Yang Tianming this question. Do you know how he answered it?"
"I don't know." In fact, Yang Zongbao was not very curious about Yang Tianming's answer.
"He said that the Buddha is in the heart." The old monk explained kindly: "You are much more honest than him."
"" Yang Zongbao stared at the old monk's smile silently and said nothing.
"Yang Tianming's words were obviously perfunctory. When he came to me alone and asked me for help, I dragged him to pray for a month. But when he finally got impatient, I asked this question. Now I've been holding you to pray for a month, so why don't you feel impatient?" The old monk put away his smile and asked, "Aren't you worried about your lover's situation in the United States?"
"Master monk, you are quite gossipy." Yang Zongbao glanced at him.
"Hahahahahaha" Unexpectedly, just this sentence made the old monk burst into laughter. After so many years, no one has contradicted him like Yang Zongbao. But even if he contradicts him rudely, in the eyes of the old monk, it is Yang Zongbao's advantage: "Why, are you still worried?"
"It's a lie not to worry. After all, she is my own woman. Unfortunately, my current body is not able to travel far. If I go there rashly now, not only will I not be able to help, but I may even drag her down." Yang Zongbao thought very thoroughly, and his body is The capital of revolution can only be put into action if we take good care of ourselves.
"Have you ever thought about it? Even if you are in good health, what should you do in the United States?" the old monk continued to ask.
"I don't know." Yang Zongbao really didn't think about the next thing: "Is it because there is no other way to go?"
"Of course not." The old monk smoothed out his monk's robe, put it on his feet, and continued: "Often inconspicuous places will become your way out."
"What's the explanation?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"I don't know." The old monk shrugged: "I made a divination for you, and the divination showed it."
"" Yang Zongbao was noncommittal: "Great monk, when will I be able to move freely?"
"It will be fine in another month, but don't expect to recover to the past. It will take a period of recuperation to recover to the past." The old monk did not expect Yang Zongbao to recover so quickly.
"I know, the time is up, I'm going to rest." Yang Zongbao saw that the candle was half burned, knew that the time was almost up, and stood up to leave. He is a patient now. Since he is a patient, he must sleep on time and eat well.
"Go. Don't you feel anything about this room?" The old monk asked suddenly when Yang Zongbao was about to step out.
"It's a bit eerie." Yang Zongbao left.
The old monk sighed, closed his eyes and began to chant. At the age of the old monk, sleeping has become dispensable. Meditating every night can restore your energy.
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On the construction site in the Lower East Side of the United States, Qiangwei was wearing a hat to personally check whether every step of the project was carried out according to the standards.
"Sister Qiangwei, there is someone looking for you outside." The hamster, who was captured to do hard labor, raised his neck and shouted to Qiangwei on the fifth floor.
Qiangwei waved her hand to the hamster, indicating that she would get down immediately.
"Who's looking for me?" Qiangwei asked the hamster after going downstairs.
"I."
As soon as Qiangwei heard the voice, goosebumps all over her body immediately rose: "Jonathan?"
"That's right, have you forgotten all your old classmates?" The person who came here was very dashing and looked like a social elite.
"Why are you here?" Qiangwei was unhappy and ignored Jonathan, lacking interest.
"My uncle asked me to prepare to take over the family business, so I came." Jonathan said good-naturedly. Faced with Qiangwei's indifference, he didn't even touch a muscle on his face.
"This is not the Willis family's property, you don't have to come over." Qiangwei's eyes were still only facing the construction site. Because the hospital was established in Dr. John's name, the people on the Lower East Side were very cooperative. After all, Yang Zongbao's reputation has spread throughout the Lower East Side, and many people alive are grateful for Dr. John's righteousness. Yang Zongbao's actions have become a myth in the Lower East Side, and he has become a symbol of justice. This symbol reached its peak when Rose summoned priests from the twelve districts and even brought a red priest to mourn the deceased. Perhaps Americans don¡¯t know who Dr. John is, but people in the Lower East Side have carved the image of Dr. John into their hearts.
"Not here, but you are the property of the Willis family, and I have the right to inspect my property." Jonathan's tone was contemptuous, as if the rose was not a person but an object.
"Really?" Qiangwei was not angry: "But it's not yours yet. Please go back." Qiangwei stepped down.?Expulsion order.
"You will pay for your rudeness today, miss." Jonathan's tone was aristocratic indifference, and he left after saying that.
"Sister Qiangwei, what's the reason?"
The conversation between the two was such that the hamster was stunned for a moment and had no idea what they were talking about.
"Have you ever heard of Qianghui Pharmaceutical?" Qiangwei explained to the hamster in a rare good mood.
"How could you not have heard of it? That is the world's number one pharmaceutical company, one of the top 500 companies in the world, ranking in the top 80." Hamster counted down the glorious history of Qianghui Pharmaceuticals that he knew.
"He is the successor of Qianghui Pharmaceutical, my fianc¨¦ this time." Qiangwei seemed to be talking about other people's affairs.
"This time?" Hamsters know how to grasp the key points.
"Yes, another fat fish caught by the bait thrown by Ramo Willis." Qiangwei sneered in her heart, her father was not such a kind person.
"Huh?" The hamster didn't understand at all.
"Forget it if you don't understand, let's get to work." Qiangwei gave up on the hamster's IQ, so she didn't want to be verbose.
"Oh." The hamster was confused and wandered into the construction site again, completely forgetting the fact that he was not a construction worker but a doctor.
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After Yang Zongbao returned to bed, his mind was thinking about the old monk's words. What should be done? During the days when I was unconscious, I did receive some not very good treatment at Donglin Hospital. For example, why did I suddenly become ill and develop complications from anesthesia when I had no allergic symptoms to anesthetics? And according to Qiangwei's description, Yang Zongbao was 100% certain that his oxygen was mixed with high concentrations of carbon dioxide during the operation, causing him to become comatose. So who would put themselves to death? The only person Yang Zongbao can think of is Ramo Willis.
Ramo Willis is Qiangwei¡¯s father, but Yang Zongbao has no love for his family and his wife, and he is not a broad-minded person who refuses to retaliate. Yang Zongbao's compassion is only for patients. He has never been soft on normal people. But this process requires careful calculation.
But in the United States, Yang Zongbao really didn¡¯t know anyone. The only person he knew Yang Zongbao had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered someone. It seems that everything can be solved, and Yang Zongbao already has a plan in his mind.
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After Shen Qinglian returned home from the military area, he found that Zatoichi seemed to have been vaguely covered with a protective shield. He originally wanted to find someone to find a reason to make Huaxing lose some money, which could be regarded as an explanation to the old man. But no matter who Shen Qinglian thought of, someone happened to have something wrong, or disappeared, or simply said that the matter was not done well. This gave Shen Qinglian a vague feeling as before a strong wind was coming. But when Shen Qinglian wanted to find out who was causing trouble behind his back, he found that all the tentacles had been extended back, and no trace could be found.
"Brother" Shen Hongbang asked Shen Qinglian to approve the fake. Unexpectedly, he saw the always shrewd Shen Qinglian in a daze.
"What's the matter?" Shen Qinglian was woken up by Shen Hongbang, and he was also a little annoyed at his lack of concentration. But who was behind everything made Shen Qinglian very uneasy.
"Just approve the fake ones." Shen Hongbang said carelessly.
"Didn't you just get married? No way." Shen Qinglian knew that Shen Hongbang wanted to avoid this military exercise, so of course he couldn't agree.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Although Shen Hongbang knew that Shen Qinglian would not approve fakes, everyone had their fake certificates sold before the military exercise. Shen Hongbang came here just with the attitude of giving it a try. But I didn't expect to be rejected so quickly.
"Things are getting serious." Shen Qinglian actually values ??Shen Hongbang very much. It's just that the boy is approaching his forties and is still as immature as a child. This incident may be an opportunity for Shen Hongbang to mature.
"What's the matter?" Unexpectedly, Shen Hongbang didn't take it seriously at all. It seemed that nothing in this world could stump Shen Qinglian, and he just wanted to be an unmotivated second generation ancestor.
"It's not you who caused this." Shen Qinglian became angry when he saw Shen Hongbang's appearance: "I don't know who is protecting Yang Zongbao, but my power can't penetrate."
"What? Is there such a thing?" Shen Hongbang didn't believe it at all: "Why are you looking for so many people? Just go to the mayor directly, do it casually, reveal a little bit, just mean it, isn't it?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm talking seriously." Shen Qinglian said seriously.
"Really?" Shen Hongbang finally stopped joking: "It's not that serious, right?"
"What do you think?" Shen Qinglian rolled his eyes angrily.
"No way, wasn't I kind enough to ask Li Yali to reveal the news to you? Why did things get to this point?"??Hongbang was puzzled: "If your influence can't penetrate, brother, then the status of the person behind the scenes may be higher than yours" Shen Hongbang also thought of going together with Shen Qinglian.
"You finally know." Shen Qinglian was very pleased that he had not misjudged Shen Hongbang, and his mind was still clear at this critical moment.
"But since there is so much energy, why not be more thorough?" Shen Hongbang asked back.
"What do you mean?" Shen Qinglian hesitated.
"Yes." Shen Hongbang nodded: "That proves that the person is just protecting and will not do anything further. So we don't have to worry at all."
"Yes, why didn't I think of it?" Shen Qinglian figured it out after Shen Hongbang reminded him. If the mastermind behind the scenes was really as he imagined, how could he only reach this level?
"Brother, my vacation?" Shen Hongbang was full of hope.
"It's impossible to approve the fake, go back to training." Shen Qinglian didn't accept this at all.
"It's inhumane." Shen Hongbang sadly exited the office: "I won't use it when I'm done with it."
"Get out." Shen Qinglian threw the documents on the table towards Shen Hongbang.
"Ouch" Shen Hongbang disappeared holding his head.
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"Is he still kneeling?"
"yes."
"Didn't I agree?"
"But¡¡"
"Okay, okay, it won't happen again."
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, an old man in Chinese tunic suit stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him stood a young man in a black suit respectfully. The old man's eyes were wise and serious. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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