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    "But!" Yang Zongbao was still hesitating.

    "But what?" the old monk asked, "What are you hesitating about?"

    "Hesitation!" Yang Zongbao was asked.  What is he hesitating about?  If it had been him before, he would have made a decisive decision long ago without being reminded.  After a moment, Yang Zongbao spoke: "I know what to do. Since Qiangwei keeps saying it is for the family, then let her family have something happen to it. Anyway, I have already carried enough lives, it doesn't matter if I have more.  If you want to do it, make it realistic. There is no need to pretend. I will really put those drugs into kindergartens in the United States and exchange them with Qiangwei!¡±

    "This is my grandson!" The old monk nodded: "Zongbao, you can do it, but I want to remind you! You have saved many people over the years, but you have also indirectly killed people.  Some people. In addition to the incident in country r, you did it intentionally and acted out of your own will, so your own reaction was naturally ruined. There is nothing you can do about it! I'm afraid you felt it because of your hesitation this time!  What, you don¡¯t dare to do anything?¡±

    "Yes, I have done so many things, and I already knew that the result might not be good. In addition, I was not feeling very well during this period, so" Yang Zong said frankly.

    "I know what you are thinking!" The old monk's face suddenly became extremely serious: "You are destined not to watch your child grow up!"

    ¡°It¡¯s such a short time?¡± What happened was beyond Yang Zongbao¡¯s expectation.

    "If the child is with you, you can only live until he is born!" The old monk also sighed: "So I let Chaoyang go!"

    "Yes?" Yang Zongbao asked suddenly happily.

    "Yes!" The old monk nodded: "I checked the pulse!"

    "How long can I delay if you don't see me?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "It's hard to say! Your body has been in a state of overdraft due to the forced activation of vitality with medicine, and this time I used this method again. Ten years at the longest, 3-5 years at the shortest" At this point, the old man  The monk stopped talking.

    "The time is a bit short!" Unexpectedly, the old monk's answer was much better than Yang Zongbao expected: "A bit nervous!"

    "Yes! I'm a little nervous!" the old monk agreed.

    An old man and a young man looked at each other speechlessly in the ward.

    The conversation between the two fell into the ears of Zhou Yi, who had been standing aside.

    Zhou Yi was shocked by the information he received, and his mind was filled with the fact that Yang Zongbao's time was running out.

    Yang Zongbao has always been Zhou Yi's target, and he is also the person who can protect him from wind and rain.  He believed that as long as his master was there, he would have support.  Zhou Yi never thought that Yang Zongbao would leave one day.  I never thought I would leave so early.  So he was a little panicked.  But after a brief panic, he made up his mind again: "Master!"

    The weak call attracted the attention of the old monk and Yang Zongbao at the same time.

    Zhou Yi swallowed and reluctantly spoke, waiting to hear his voice hoarse: "If master is too tired, I can share the burden!" Zhou Yi blushed after saying this.

    The old monk stared at Zhou Yi for a long time, then laughed loudly: "Zongbao, this child was given to you by a real person!"

    "Well, I know. He still owes me money!" Yang Zongbao's originally depressed heart relaxed a little because of Zhou Yi.

    "What? Grandpa, I don't believe it?" Zhou Yi was laughed at and became a little angry.

    "Child, I am not telling you, you are indeed not that material." The old monk stopped laughing and said seriously: "What Zongbao did is not what you can do!"

    "Why? Why can't I?" Zhou Yi's temper got worse.

    "Because everyone has his or her own style!" the old monk replied in a good-tempered manner: "Your style is too small, and it is already the limit for you to be able to achieve the current position of dean. It has only been a few years since you took office, and your hair is almost white.  Half of itif I ask you to do something big again, your life will be lost!"

    "You are superstitious!" The veins on Zhou Yi's forehead popped out.

    "Why don't you kid listen?" The old monk saw that he was being unreasonable and had no choice but to say, "You really don't have as much blessings as Zongbao. He can't even bear it, let alone you? Are you in such a hurry to die? I'm talking to you.  I don¡¯t believe it either, just think about it, how many long-lived emperors there were in the history of the Celestial Dynasty¡­¡±

    "" Zhou Yi was silent this time, but after a moment he spoke again: "Why did master go to die?"

    "" The old monk was stunned by Zhou Yi's question and glanced at Yang Zongbao without speaking.

    "Stop talking, I'm tired, Zhou Yi, please go out!" Yang Zongbao waved his hand.

      Seeing Yang Zongbao's weak appearance, Zhou Yi couldn't help but go out for the time being.

    "You sent that child away to tell me something?" the old monk asked.

    "Well, I want to arrange some people's future lives. Zhou Yi reminded me just now that after I leave, there will be some people who can't think about it!" Yang Zongbao stared at the old monk and said, not letting go of any detail.

    "Don't worry too much, after all, there are still a few years left, right?" The old monk advised: "Everyone has his own fate, you can't arrange it!"

    "No, I arranged it!" Yang Zongbao suddenly sneered.

    "What?" The old monk also noticed the change in Yang Zongbao's attitude: "What's wrong with you?"

    "It's nothing, I just asked the Japanese ghost to find Chaoyang! Since he is my child, he can't leave my side!"

    "You, you are causing chaos because of your concern!" The old monk was furious.

    "What should I say? Grandpa? I'm afraid you are not really good for me!" Yang Zongbao has experienced life and death several times, and the past events are extremely clear.  The many tests just now further confirmed the suspicion in my heart.

    "Why am I not good for you?" The old monk was asked, but he was extremely calm and unmoving.

    "Actually, Yang Tianming and I met once a few days ago!" Yang Zongbao couldn't move his whole body now and could only lie upright: "He said you didn't stop him at that time!"

    "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. What can I, an old man, do?"

    "Then what are you doing now?" Yang Zongbao immediately retorted: "Perhaps I wrongly blamed Yang Tianming before, but in fact you are the mastermind behind it! If you didn't save me back then, why save me now?"

    The old monk did not answer.

    "You have been helping me several times, but in fact you are asking me to act according to your instructions without leaving any trace!" Because he said too many words at once, Yang Zongbao felt his mouth was a little numb: "Even this time he didn't see me  You want me to go to the United States to poison you? This doesn¡¯t sound like what a Buddhist is saying, does it?¡±

    "What are you talking about? The pure will become pure, and the turbid will become turbid!" After saying a few words, the old monk got up and went out.

    As soon as the old monk left, the locker in the ward was opened, and Yang Tianming got out of it: "You're suffocating me to death!"

    "Well! You've suffered!" Yang Zongbao was not surprised that Yang Tianming would show up.

    "That old man, what a good plan!" Yang Tianming didn't need Yang Zongbao to be elegant, he used swear words when he opened his mouth.

    "Okay, let's discuss what to do next!" Yang Zongbao couldn't see Yang Tianming's rogue appearance and hurriedly got to the point.

    "Okay. You scared me when you asked Rigui to call me that day. I thought you were having a seizure!" Yang Tianming remembered what you told him that day when Yang Zongbao had an accident, and it really scared him.  A jump.

    "Sometimes, the more unimaginable things are, the more likely they are to be true! The old man hid it so well! So good that no one can catch him. Everything will turn against him. He was so good to me, why was he so unfeeling in the first place?" Yang Zongbao  When he said this, he looked at Yang Tianming with very condemning eyes.

    "Cough coughcough cough" Yang Tianming coughed to cover up his embarrassment: "Don't be so straightforward, I'm still your father!"

    "Farewell! There is no love in our family. We are just using each other!" Yang Zongbao directly exposed Yang Tianming's hypocritical attitude.

    "Okay! Let's get back to the topic, what are you going to do about this matter this time? If you don't do what Lao Immortal said, can it be solved?" Yang Tianming asked.

    Yang Zongbao is still not used to Yang Tianming's current attitude in talking to him, which is too casual: "It's not necessary. Qiangwei should have withdrawn the medicine!"

    "Why?" Yang Tianming asked.

    Yang Zongbao rolled his eyes at Yang Tianming: "Do you think the injuries all over my body were in vain?"

    "You really know how to take advantage of other girl's emotions!"

    "It's not something I have to do, and I don't want to!" Yang Zongbao knew that he would probably be in debt to Qiangwei for the rest of his life.

    "Master, we found a kidney!" Zhou Yi rushed in from outside: "Someone sent three fresh kidneys to the hospital, which happened to match the children's uh" After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he realized that there were many people in the ward.  I met someone, and when I was about to ask, my shoulder was pressed. When I looked back, I saw the ugly face of a Japanese ghost.  I knew at that moment that it was not the time to speak.

    "It's really settled!" Yang Tianming smiled on the surface: "Okay, just like you said, this matter has been settled and we can negotiate terms!"

    "Please!" Yang Zongbao asked Zhou Yi to help him sit up.

    "I have only one request,"??My woman is resurrected!  "When it comes to Yang Zongbao's mother, Yang Tianming's attitude is unusually serious.

    "I'll do my best!" Yang Zongbao nodded: "The resurrection of the body is easy, but the recovery of memory takes time!"

    "It shouldn't be more than three years, because the old man never fails to give orders to others!" As Yang Zongbao said, Yang Tianming didn't care about his son.

    "I know, I will notify you separately of what you want to do for me!" Yang Zongbao nodded and agreed: "You already know what you need to know today!"

    "Then I'll just listen to the good news!" Yang Tianming couldn't wait to go out and stretch his hands and feet after staying in the ward for a few days.

    "Resurrection of the dead?" Zhou Yi stared at Yang Zongbao eagerly.

    "Don't look at me, that will never be possible!" Yang Zongbao didn't hide anything from Zhou Yi.

    "Then you still" Zhou Yi said quietly without saying anything further.

    "Cheating?" Yang Zongbao smiled: "If you want to cheat, just cheat, lest he himself causes any trouble again!"
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