Sleepless Doctor

"Sec. Chief Wu, awesome!" Wei Dabao followed Wu Mian and whispered in praise.

　　 Wu Mian shook his head, took Chu Zhixi's hand, looked back at Wei Dabao, and asked, "Dabao, are you happy to shop?"

　　 "Hey." Wei Dabao laughed embarrassedly.

　　 "Has the medical record writing specifications memorized?"

　　 "……"

　　 Wei Dabao regretted it.

　　 Why do I owe you so much? Why do you rush to flatter me?

　　 "If you can't memorize it, you have to look carefully, it is always good." Wu Mian did not blame Wei Dabao, but said with a smile.

　　 Wei Dabao took a breath.

　　 "Go back and buy a tenth edition of diagnostics, this one has to be memorized from the head. When will you memorize it, and when will I tell you something." Wu Mian said lightly.

　　 A mouthful of old blood came up, and Wei Dabao felt that his throat was blocked in panic, and he almost didn't spray the mouthful of blood out. He looked at Wu Mian in distress, not knowing what to say.

　　 Section Chief Wu first threw a brick over and smashed himself, and then he took a carrot and told himself that there was something delicious in front of him.

　　 The tenth edition of diagnostics, that is called a thick, throwing it out can knock the dog a somersault, do you have to memorize it yourself?

　　 Isn’t that nonsense?

　　 Wei Dabao wanted to cry without tears, and he followed out to meet the world. He thought he had fallen into the eyes of Chief Wu and became a real master and apprentice. But this stepping stone is too heavy, I can't pick it up by myself.

　　 "Brother, what do you want Dr. Wei to do?" Chu Zhixi asked with a smile.

　　 "Good thing." Wu Mian answered vaguely.

　　 [I have crossed mountains, rivers and seas, and also through seas of people...]

　　 "Old Lin, I'm finished."

　　 "Oh? What does he want to see me for?"

　　 "Okay, just go and take a look."

　　 Wu Mian hung up the phone.

　　 "Who," Chu Zhixi asked.

　　 "Zhuang Qidong." Wu Mian said with a faint smile, "He said he wanted to look at me and express his gratitude in person."

　　 "Is that old man still worried that his voice will change in the future?" Chu Zhixi smiled.

　　 "Maybe." Although Wu Mian said so, he shook his head slightly.

　　 Everyone came to the door of the ward, Lin Taoshi greeted him, and said to Wu Mian, "Little Master, the patient still has some doubts."

　　 "Oh." Wu Mian nodded.

　　 "Did you say that the inner hint is not enough because it is not done in Taoist temple?" Lin Daoshi asked in a low voice.

　　 "I'll take a look." Wu Mian smiled and looked at Zhuang Yongzhi who was standing at the door, "Mr. Zhuang, is the old man sleeping?"

　　 "My father is waiting for you." Zhuang Yongzhi said politely, "Lin Daochang said that he is just protecting the law for you, and you always do it to kill demons and demons."

　　 Hearing your old word, Wu Mian's eyelids twitched.

　　 Pushing the door into the room, Zhuang Qidong sat on the hospital bed with a ruddy face, and his body had recovered a lot depending on the situation.

　　 Although I cannot eat after bowel cancer surgery, parenteral nutrition can keep up. The fasting water these days is nothing.

　　 Wu Mian glanced at the milky white nutrient solution first, and then sat down on the chair next to him.

　　 "How do you call the immortal long?" Zhuang Qidong asked.

　　 "Wu." Wu Mian said, "Also don't call me Xianchang. If there is nothing taboo, just call me Teacher Wu."

　　 "Teacher Wu, thanks to you this time." Zhuang Qidong's eyes looked at Wu Mian, dim like an oil lamp about to go out.

"polite."

　　 "Dare to ask the immortal long, how many sticks of incense sticks on the altar, the geometry of the clouds, where the blood drips from the three mountains?" Zhuang Qidong handed over and asked respectfully.

　　 "Wang Dao?" Wu Mian looked at Zhuang Qidong's eyes and said with a smile.

　　 "Don't dare." Zhuang Qidong said respectfully, sitting on the bed, "Thank you, Master, for helping me and saving my life. Inquire about my teacher's success, and I will rebuild my golden body in the future."

　　 "Concord, Wu Mian." Wu Mian smiled slightly.

　　 "……"

　　 Zhuang Qidong and Zhuang Yongzhi were both startled, Wu Mian's answer...too speechless. What is Concord? It is the top medical school and hospital in China, but what Zhuang Qidong asked was the Taoist school.

　　 "The fairy is joking." Zhuang Qidong said with his head down.

"Old man Zhuang, it's okay to rest well, there is no need to reshape the golden body or anything. My Laoyashan enshrines the Sanqing. A good man is in the world, just ask for a clear conscience." Wu Mian said with a smile, "As for these foreign objects, don't mention it. ."

　　 "You are really different from other immortals." Zhuang Yongzhi said behind Wu Mian.

"Is it different?" Wu Mian said with a smile, "Zhuangzi said in "Qi Wu Lun" that things like sound are only blown by the wind, and different sounds are formed because of the different apertures. The wind of life is just blown. , It’s just that the holes in people’s hearts are different, but the voices that come out of them are different."

　　 Zhuang Qidong and Zhuang Yongzhi father and son were slightly startled.

　　 "The same words are naturally different in different people's ears." Wu Mian said, "What do you think?"

　　 "Wu...Teacher, what do you mean by this? I'm an old man, and I can't turn my head on the front line." Zhuang Qidong said.

　　 "There is no power in the world, and it is not supported by incense." Wu Mian looked at Zhuang Qidong's dim eyes, and said word by word, "If the old man knows a little bit, he probably knows what the nine doctors say."

　　 "Frustrate its sharpness, resolve its turmoil, and its light, and its dust."

　　 "The things in the world are probably nothing more than the four characters of "Heguang Tongchen".

　　 "Humans follow the heavens, the heavens and the earth, the earth and the way, and the ways are natural." Wu Mian said lightly.

　　 "Do you know what a pure heart is to see the truth?"

　　 "Do you know what Kunpeng wings are?"

　　 "Do you know what an escape is?"

　　 "Like Zhuangzi, like Laozi, there is no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints have no name."

"Fate is fate, your fate is fate, and the person who was thrown into the rescue room without surgery is also fate. When did you understand this truth and no longer think of yourself as a Xiangjiang chaebol or a billionaire? Rich man, you can figure out what I'm saying."

　　 Talking~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wu Mian stood up and smiled slightly.

　　 "Mr. Zhuang, do you have any questions?"

　　 "..." Zhuang Qidong looked at Wu Mian in a daze, without saying a word.

　　 "Then I'm leaving." Wu Mian turned around and pushed the door away.

　　……

　　 "Father." Zhuang Yongzhi walked to the bed and asked in a low voice.

"Don't talk, let me think about it." Zhuang Qidong raised his hand, stopped Zhuang Yongzhi, and murmured, "The first half of Daodejing's governance of the company created the largest IPO in NYSE history. The heart is pure and true. So that's what it meant."

　　 Zhuang Yongzhi was stunned. Unexpectedly, Wu Mian's words made his father want to come here.

　　……

　　……

　　 "Little Master, what are you talking about?" When he went out, Lin Taoist saw the dealer following behind, he asked in a low voice.

　　 "Just chat." Wu Mian said with a smile, "It is estimated that he has inquired about something and wants to test me."

　　 "Huh?" Lin Daoshi looked at Wu Mian mysteriously, did the little uncle have done anything that hurts the world?

　　 "He started talking nonsense, so I just started talking nonsense. Those words were all I talked with your dad when I was a kid." Wu Mian smiled, "It's all nonsense, and I didn't tell him the final conclusion."

　　 "What is the final conclusion?" Lin Daoshi leaned forward and asked nervously and curiously.

　　 "Wuwei is not dying, it is a rebellious journey, it is the peace of the country and the people, and man will conquer the sky."