The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

"What?" After Fang Zheng listened, his face looked astonished!

"That's it, the phone call above. The doctors we organized can earn points and the ticket exchange can't continue. We said above that our original intention is good, but the disadvantages are also obvious. A lot of doctors gather near Zhishan. And there is a lack of perfect medical equipment here, and there are doctors, which ca n’t treat many very serious diseases. In addition, this has led to a large number of good doctors being over-concentrated, and major surgery in many places cannot continue, which has delayed many people's treatment. So, The above means let us stop activities. "Wang Yougui said.

As soon as Fang Zheng heard it, he patted his forehead and said, "It was the poor monk who neglected and forgot this question! Immediately stop the activity. As for who will come to the class, we will think of a way ..."

"Um, aren't you angry?" Wang Yougui thought that Founder would be very angry. After all, holding such an event can greatly improve his personal reputation. Even the doctors who influence the whole Huaxia, the influence, people can't stop thinking about it.

However, Founder agreed that it was extremely simple, without any clutter, as if the honor was worthless.

Founder laughed: "King Don, the poor monk knows what you're thinking. But this personal honor is not worth mentioning compared to most people's lives and deaths. Moreover, if we really insist on it, we will make a big mistake, that is Eternal sinners. "

"You can think of this best, and I can save saliva. I'm letting those doctors leave ... By the way, the magistrate and secretary still want to see you ..." Wang Yougui said.

Founder thought for a while and thought, "Do you think the poor monk is still out?"

Wang Yougui thought about the degree of congestion on the mountain, suddenly suddenly. As for inviting them to the backyard? This mouth must not be opened, otherwise the Founder will not want to stop in the future.

So Wang Yougui did not mention it again.

At the same time, there was another play outside Yizhi Temple.

"Uncle, I was wrong before. Please take a look at it and share it with me?" Chen Qiang looked at Chen Jin pitifully, and his eyes were like seeing delicious puppies.

Chen Jin snorted: "Don't be right, you're facing it."

"Cousin, didn't you have a good meal last night? That ’s so good, I still remember it now. How did you make it?" Chen Jin's son Chen Long thought for a moment, then took it With the porridge in his hand shaking in front of Chen Qiang, the scent came out. Looking at the porridge in the bowl like a Buddhist scroll, Chen Qiang had the urge to be killed.

"Uncle, your adult remembers the villain's life, just divide me a mouthful?" Chen Qiang begged pitifully.

"This ..." Chen Jin looked thoughtful, then passed the bowl.

Chen Qiang's eyes suddenly turned on. This is a drama!

It turned out that it was delivered to him, Chen Jin took it back, and then the old **** was saying, "It's impossible for you. Show it to you. It smells good. Don't thank me, who will let Are you my disobedient nephew? "

Chen Qiang rolled his eyes instantly, smelling the fragrance that always lingered on his nose, biting his teeth, holding his breath, and not smelling!

"Oh, how angry? Well, this porridge is so delicious! Really fragrant! Dad, what do you think?" Chen Long grinned.

"Well, it is indeed fragrant. I have never tasted such a delicious porridge when I have grown so big. The point is, after a bite of porridge, the exhaustion of the night is gone. It is just like sleeping in a beautiful night last night. "Chen Jindao.

"Hey, Lao Chen, don't say it, I feel the same way. Don't you say, I thought it was an illusion ... And I feel warm in this body. Drinking porridge last year, my old cold leg is just fine After drinking porridge this year, I have a young feeling. "Chen Jin's wife said.

"Blow, blow hard! Don't you say that you will never grow old after drinking porridge?" Chen Qiang hummed, thinking that everyone said that he was mad at him. Although he hasn't drank it, he has also drank the porridge that has been boiled down. If it is really effective, how much can he feel? But he didn't think it had any effect except delicious.

Just then, Chen Long exclaimed: "Mom, Dad, look at your hair!"

This exclamation attracted everyone's attention. There are still many people who have not caught up with Laba Porridge. Although they are a bit sorry that they did not drink such delicious porridge, they can still balance themselves.

Hearing Chen Long's fuss, he subconsciously looked over.

The same is true of Chen Qiang, everyone looked exclaimed!

"Look at their hair!"

"Bitch, white hair becomes black! It's still changing!"

"Returning to old age!"

"This is not porridge! This is fairy grass!"

"I'm a good boy, I seem to hear the duo of Wang Ba shampoo broke!"

"Look, that girl's skin! It seems smooth!"

"And that girl, she has a lot of skin!"

...

With a roar of Chen Long, it seemed as if the door of magic had been opened, and almost everyone began to observe the changes of those who had drank Laba porridge.

This look exclaimed one after another, the hair became black, the skin became better, and it was a change in the speed visible to the naked eye!

And this is just appearance!

"This is just a change of appearance! Look at their eyes, they are just tired from staying up late, now they are all energetic!" Someone praised.

At this time, an old man suddenly got up, stretched his waist, and laughed, "Haha, it seems like I was several years younger overnight. This body is comfortable!"

"Old man, are you over sixty?" One asked.

"What sixties? I'm eighty-one!" The old man's mouth couldn't be closed.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded, this Nima drink is really not porridge! This is the fairy porridge! Buddha porridge!

At the same time, in a corner, a man shouted, "No, you don't sell! How much money do you give! You are actually going to lie to your child's porridge, are you still personal?"

Everyone looked at him, and saw that Sun Qiancheng was snoring, staring at a man with a beard and eyes, and that man was President Gu.

Mr. Gu held a few hundred red banknotes in his hand, which were particularly noticeable at this moment.

Standing between the two was a little girl in a red down jacket with a flushed face. The little girl was holding a bowl of porridge, big watery eyes, and crooked her head. Looking at this scene innocently, she didn't seem to understand what happened. What happened.

But everyone only understood everything after glancing at them, and immediately cast angry looks one by one! This guy is too shameless!

But some people secretly sighed, "Nima, talent! I almost let him succeed, and paid for it? I didn't expect it?"

When Tan Ming looked, he covered his face and turned his head, pretending not to know the guy.