The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 511: A Brief Meditation

The ghost on my body lowered its head in a daze after hearing Bai Yanzhi's question: "What am I doing? Hehe, I'm just a martial artist, sighing for Lishou, sighing for Lishou, when will Lishou not leave..."

'Snapped'

There was a crisp sound in my head, and I felt like my soul seemed to return to my body.

This, this is back?It's too soon to come back, right?
That's right, ghosts and Gus have been tricked, and people who are possessed by ghosts didn't say that they have to scream and kill before they can leave. It's okay to recite poems and compose a couple of Tang and Song poems, even if they get on your body, just fart and leave. It can be regarded as an illness.

In contrast, I feel that my luck is so damn good that my life was saved by a few words of a literary young woman. life.

Amitabha, God has the virtue of good life, maybe even God is unwilling to see the news of how many people are missing on a certain flight in tomorrow's newspaper!

At this moment, I can only use this excuse to explain what is happening in front of me, and to comfort myself.

And Bai Yanzhi in front of her is still in a state of worship: "Mr. Ou, you are too good at joking, and you are too modest. Some people say that excessive modesty is hypocrisy. If you are like this, I am embarrassed to ask you questions."

I'm going to go, what else do you want to ask me?I'm almost going crazy from being tortured, so why don't you make more trouble?

I got used to my body a little bit, raised my hand and rubbed my face, made an ugly smile and said, "Hehe, I'm just joking, don't mind."

'what? '

Bai Yanzhi looked at me again, frowning and thinking about something.

Of course I knew what she was thinking, she felt that I had changed a lot in the blink of an eye, which made her a little uncomfortable.

People are sensitive, especially women. No matter how hard I try to hide it, I can't hide the vicissitudes of life just now.

To put it bluntly, we are just ordinary mortals. I don’t know which dynasty or generation a great writer is. Well, from the tone of his speech, it seems that he is still a general, even a general is a Confucian general.

Fortunately, he is a Confucian general. If he was replaced by a strong general like Zhang Fei, wouldn't everyone in this plane be scared to death by him?

"Ah, Ning Wa'er, what are you doing? Come on, let me introduce you, this beauty is from our hometown, Dahuangzhuang."

Nobita reached out and patted my shoulder in a timely manner.

I'm so angry, why did you go so early?It's only now that the old man thinks of me, brother was almost scared to death just now, you know?
I glared at him embarrassingly, Dahuangzhuang, more than half of this full plane is boarded by Ning Chuan, and they are all from your hometown!
Nobita didn't even bother to look at me, and continued to argue with that beauty. I really don't know if this kid is pretending to be a tofu brain.

Bai Yanzhi seemed to feel that her scrutiny was not good, then she lowered her head and became silent.

I didn't talk anymore, thinking about it for a while, when I got off the plane, the first thing I did was to stuff Nobita into the urinal and drown him.

Now that the soul is out of the body, I feel relieved.

But I found another thing that surprised me.

I'm getting airsick again.

Only this time, Bai Yanzhi seemed to have her own concerns, and didn't chat with me anymore. I could only resist the feeling of vomiting at any time, enduring the sour water in my mouth, and forced myself to recite the meditation mantra.

Before I knew it, I was in samadhi.

Rough, do I mean I'm lucky?Or is it unfortunate?

This kind of thing, I can actually appear at this time. Nobita once entered meditation in the dilapidated hotel outside the medical school. That time, Nobita sat for a night.

But at this time, I was actually in a state of airsickness, and I only felt that in my mind was a large clear sky, the sky was cloudless, and I heard the sound of a big river flowing slowly in my ears, and I was like It is like a bird flying in the sky.

Flying and flying, a hot feeling hit my face, I looked down, and a crater appeared under me, and black smoke was rising from the crater, hot enough to scorch people In the air, make me sweat like rain.

'Boom',
There was a sound of landslides and ground cracks from the crater, which shook me all over.

What, what's wrong?

Just when I was about to understand something, I saw the magma in the crater tumbling for a while, and then gushing out-the volcano erupted.

When the soaring heat wave hit my body, when that deadly fiery feeling hit me, an unprecedented sense of pain pulled me back to reality from that immersive feeling.

A voice that made me hate it to the extreme sounded: "Ning Wa'er, Ning Wa'er? What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Wake up, wake up, you're on the ground."

I slowly opened my eyes, looking at the distorted face in front of me patting my face with hands, a sense of anger filled my chest.

Daxiong, Daxiong, I’m rough on you, uncle. I didn’t see you caring about me when I was sick. I’m well. It’s fine if you come to pick me up. I have encountered a perfect samadhi for more than ten years. The result is terrible Fortunately, his uncle was woken up by you bastard.

But thinking about it, I already knew that the plane would be kicked out sooner or later after the plane stopped, and I could bear it sooner or later. The key is that this kid still smiled obsequiously at Bai Yanzhi next to me: "This kid is like this. He often gets crazy. Once he gets crazy, he speaks like the grandson of Lao Zhuang. It's all about people."

Bai Yanzhi covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "This is the real artist. Mr. Ou's understanding of Tang poetry and Song poetry has reached an unbelievable level. I really admire it!"

I replied in a daze, "Who is the artist?"

Daxiong took my hand and said, "Oh my god, you finally got your surname, you, didn't you participate in the art and life program in our city..."

Seeing Daxiong's nonsense, I finally couldn't suppress my inexplicable anger, and I kicked him over from the back of the chair with a sudden kick.

"Art girl! I'm a medical student!"

I roared angrily, looking at the stewardesses staring at me inexplicably, all kinds of passengers, Bai Rouzhi and Yun Yun beside me, I suddenly felt that this face had been thrown abroad.

It’s nothing to lose face, and I can only sigh that my fate is shallow when I am disturbed. After all, this kind of thing is rare. I am depressed because this kid Daxiong actually woke me up just to talk to Bai Yanzhi , I can't get through this breath without kicking him.

The three of them packed up their things and walked out of the airport. After looking at the late-night sky, they found a hotel near the airport and checked in. When we walked into the gate of this hotel named Minhua, I saw a The familiar figure turned his head inside the glass door and made a pistol gesture to me - Ji Minhao!

(End of this chapter)