Chief Assistant's Fugitive Wife

Chapter 32 The Second Main Mission

Tang Miaoyan exchanged system points for anesthetics and special medical needles and threads.

After driving away other people in the house, he lowered his head and carefully stitched up Gu Cheng's wound, making Su Yuheng dumbfounded.

Now Tang Miaoyan is not sure that Gu Cheng will wake up.

Su Yuheng frowned with thick black eyebrows, turned around and left without saying a word.

His white robe, which had not been replaced in the future, was stained with a lot of dust, because of the rapid footsteps, it seemed that the master was in a hurry.

"The female Bodhisattva's medical skills are so high, how can this little monk compare with it? But... the little monk can cook him some food, which may help him get through the dangerous period."

Monk Miao Ji walked in and looked at the unconscious Gu Cheng with a gray face, hesitated for a moment before going out again.

When he came back, he was holding a bowl of milky white viscous liquid in his hand.

He didn't care about the wound on Gu Cheng's neck that Tang Miaoyan had just bandaged, he helped him up with a somewhat rough gesture, and poured Gu Cheng down with a bowl.

"..."

Is this monk here to help, or to cause trouble?

Tang Miaoyan frowned in dissatisfaction, and wanted to stop his movement, but suddenly smelled the fragrant smell of the bowl of sticky liquid.

He actually knows how to supplement high-protein crucian carp soup to patients after surgery?
This monk deserves to be a foodie.

"The little monk can do nothing more than that. Seven seven 49-storey pagodas still have to be counted on the head of the female Bodhisattva."

Monk Miaoji put Gu Cheng on the pillow casually, turned his head and talked to Tang Miaoyan while holding the bowl and shaking his hand.

"Crack it."

Gu Cheng's neck hit the pillow with a loud and crisp sound, and his whole face was tilted towards the bed at a strange angle.

"..."

Tang Miaoyan was so angry that her brows stood on end, she didn't care whether Su Yuheng, who respected monks, was there or not.

She stretched out her hand to grab the collar of his Haiqing robe with wide waist and wide sleeves, round neck and square breast, and pulled his string of eight-treasure beads together, and threw him away from the bed.

"Are you a monk here to kill people?"

she asked angrily.

Looking down at Gu Cheng who was still unconscious, he didn't know if it was due to psychological factors.

I just felt that Gu Cheng, who just drank crucian carp soup, seemed to have a lot of rosy complexion.

She gently supported Gu Cheng's neck, and carefully checked the gauze wrapped around his neck, and there was no severe bleeding from the wound as she expected.

"My little monk has heavy hands. I used to raise pigs in the temple! Amitabha!"

Miao Ji put down the empty bowl and recited the Buddha's name, but there was no apology in those words?
Su Yuheng stood silently behind the two of them all the time, no matter what they were doing, how busy they were, or what they were saying, they never said a word.

Tang Miaoyan had already noticed that something was wrong with him, but she just didn't bother to pay attention.

Before the doctor, nothing is more important than the patient.

Monk Miaoji put away the bowl and did not leave, stood behind Tang Miaoyan and began to babble:
"The female Bodhisattva is not only superb in cooking, but also in medicine. May I ask where the female Bodhisattva came from?"

"Also a wandering monk."

Tang Miaoyan had already given this answer more and more easily, and almost believed it herself.

"Then, does this master have the word "Longevity" over his face? His name is Yidun?"

This time without waiting for Tang Miaoyan's answer, Su Yuheng who had been silent all this time suddenly opened his mouth and asked excitedly:

"The master recognizes Master Yidun?"

Fortunately, 15 years later, Su Yuheng still remembers his lifesaver so clearly when he was injured and confused.

Even if Tang Miaoyan remembered the whole text, she would not know the name of the monk who simply said a word, or what his appearance looked like.

It seems that he is not a person who does not know how to repay kindness.

Tang Miaoyan pondered in her heart, but the eyes that looked at Monk Miaoji became a little strange.

And the answer that Monk Miaoji said really made her shudder.

"My teacher is Yidun."

what?
Hit the muzzle?
"Then you and your wife..."

Su Yuheng turned his eyes to look at Tang Miaoyan who looked embarrassed, and heard Monk Miaoji answer with a smile on his face:

"Brothers and sisters."

A brother fell from the sky?

Tang Miaoyan didn't think it was a great happiness, but instead, she felt that she was about to be crushed to death by him.

The excuse that was originally thought to be flawless, but because of Miao Ji, it may be lost at any time.

What kind of bad luck did she have?
"I'm not as lucky as the master, and I didn't worship under the master Yidun. I don't dare to be a senior brother and sister."

Seeming to see through what she was thinking, Monk Miaoji's weak and pale handsome face showed a smile that turned all living beings, and replied cordially:
"It's no wonder that the female Bodhisattva felt kind to her for the first time. It turned out that she was a teacher. It's because they are a family that they have a natural affection! If that's the case, then you're welcome as a brother. Be sure to stay here more often." Stay for a while, under the skillful food of my junior sister, take good care of your body, and then continue to travel far away. Amitabha! Fate!"

"..."

Tang Miaoyan watched him leave with a smile, and pursed her red lips angrily.

Before she could say the words of refusal, the most important thing lingered in her mind.

its not right!
Her medical skills come from outside the book and are real western medicine.

But seeing her suturing the wound for the first time, not only was Miao Ji not surprised, she didn't even ask a question.

Even just because of the word wandering monk, he can guess his master at once.

Is this a kind of fate, or... a conspiracy?
Is there really such a coincidence in this world?
[Ding dong!Congratulations to the host for starting the main mission "A Pot Falls from the Sky". 】

"Wait! Is it a brother who fell from the sky? Or a pot?"

Tang Miaoyan was speechless and had to ask back.

[Actually, there is no difference!The host please experience it yourself. 】

The ghost system disappeared after finishing speaking, no matter how much Tang Miaoyan asked, it never appeared.

"..."

When encountering such an irresponsible system, what else can Tang Miaoyan say?
But this matter had to cause Tang Miaoyan to think deeply.

Since Miao Ji was arranged by the system, he must have a reason to appear.

It's just that now, apart from exposing the bugs on her body, what else can he do?
How to use it to promote the main plot?
"Gucheng!"

Just when Tang Miaoyan was distracted, Su Yuheng suddenly exclaimed.

Tang Miaoyan followed his line of sight and saw Gucheng, which she believed would be out of danger only tomorrow morning.

The eyelashes are trembling slightly, which is a sign of awakening.

How could he wake up so quickly?

"Miss."

At the top of the willow on the moon, Tang Miaoyan had just changed the bedding that was stained with Gu Cheng's blood when Su Yuheng walked in.

Unlike in the past, he walked in to say hello.

Careful distinction can also be found that there is an unconcealable heaviness in the tone.

(End of this chapter)