Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 162, can't guess
In the central hospital, the crowd is not dense, but there are quite a few of them. Among them are doctors, nurses, patients, and family members. Everyone is busy, and they are all busy with their own affairs.

After Li Yun's Taoist robe entered the hospital, it attracted a lot of attention. At least after entering the door, many people were attracted, especially the younger nurses.

"That man is so handsome."

"It's not the handsome type, it's the one with a particularly clean temperament, so clean it makes my sister feel ashamed."

"Do you dare to ask for a phone call?"

"Haha, you underestimate my old lady, you just need a phone call, this kind of thing. Of course my old lady dare not."

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After hearing these comments, Li Yun's face was calm and calm, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. Well, there are still some fluctuations, this kind of fluctuation is called dark coolness.

Huang Zhengchong on the side was preoccupied and wanted to say something, but in the end it got stuck in his throat.

"Layman Huang, if you have anything to say, you can tell the poor man directly, you don't need to hide it." Li Yun smiled and said to Huang Zhengchong.

Seeing that Li Yun asked directly, Huang Zhengchong didn't hide his thoughts, and said directly: "Master, aren't we looking for Mr. Zheng's relatives? Why did we come to the hospital? Shouldn't we bring them to the hospital? What's the use of coming to the hospital?"

Huang Zhengchong thought that Li Yun would calculate the world by pinching his fingers, with everything in the world in his arms, and then bring Mr. Zheng's child and wife to see him for the last time, and finally die contented.

Unexpectedly, Li Yun asked him to drive to the hospital directly, leaving Huang Zhengchong confused.

"Calculations, of course, can only be calculated after seeing people, right?" Li Yun looked at Huang Zhengchong in front of him with a half-smile and said.

Huang Zhengchong was dumbfounded, speechless for a while, although he felt a little weird, but finally closed his mouth, anyway, Li Yun said whatever he said.

The two walked all the way in the hospital. Li Yun walked very slowly, and Huang Zhengchong also slowed down his pace, waiting for Li Yun to follow. Along the way, the two saw a lot.

There are people who are seriously ill, people who are seriously injured, people who are alive and people who are dead.

Some of them were accompanied by their family members, while some sat by themselves, looking at their mobile phones, in silence.

There are also some people who know that their life is not long, and cry bitterly while hugging their family members, and some people are limp in the corner, smoking silently, as if they are reminiscing about the past.

Same situation, different venting.

Huang Zhengchong felt a little heavy because of the atmosphere. This place is simply a place where negative energy gathers.

Especially those lonely people, wearing a hospital gown, can only sit silently on a chair, either looking at the sky or looking at their mobile phones, except that there are no relatives by their side.

And those who have relatives by their side, even if they are sick, they still have a smile on their faces, without any trace of pain or torment. The body is bitter, but the heart is sweet. No matter how great the suffering is, there are family members to face it together.

Huang Zhengchong looked at the indifferent Li Yun, and couldn't help but say.

"Daoist, don't you think the atmosphere here is very depressing?"

He really didn't understand why Li Yun could act so relaxed.

"What do you think? Is it very depressing here?" Li Yun asked Huang Zhengchong back.

Huang Zhengchong hesitated for a moment, pushed his black-rimmed glasses, and said sullenly, "It's really depressing. There are life and death, human relationships, joys and sorrows, and many other sorrows that we can't feel."

"Look, what do those sad people have in common?" Li Yun said.

"Seriously ill." Huang Zhengchong said.

"In the face of serious illness, what's the difference whether they were rich or not?" Li Yun said.

"People with money have money for treatment, and people with no money have no money for treatment." Huang Zhengchong said.

"What about terminal illness?"

"Hmm." Huang Zhengchong hesitated for a moment, and finally choked out a sentence: "It seems that there is not much difference."

Huang Zhengchong knew that although the conditions in the ward where Mr. Zheng was staying were better, as a dying person, what difference did it make if the conditions were better or worse?It doesn't make a difference.

Moreover, the private ward was still very cold, he was alone, and there were nurses on call outside the door at any time.

"After abandoning everything and embracing money, he got nothing in the end. In other words, what he gained was not as much as what he lost." Li Yun looked at Huang Zhengchong and joked, "If you were you, what would you choose?"

After hesitating for a while, Huang Zhengchong expressed his thoughts that he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Me? If I were Mr. Zheng, I would choose a compromise method, choosing a balance point between family affection and wealth, without abandoning emotion or wealth."

"What if you have to choose one of them?" Li Yun continued to ask.

"I might have chosen wealth in the past. After all, I have seen Mr. Zheng's prosperity for so long. If a man would be envious, he would be greeted from all directions, flattered and envied by everyone." Huang Zhengchong looked at the patients in front of him, and finally Sighing: "Until now, when I saw these people in front of me, I realized that anything is so pale compared to family affection and warmth."

Li Yun didn't answer, just smiled lightly, and continued to walk towards the ward, but this time he didn't deliberately slow down.

"Master Daoist, do you think my choice is right or wrong?" Huang Zhengchong couldn't help asking. Li Yun's sudden question just now must have ulterior motives.

Although Huang Zhengchong still couldn't figure out the intention.

"There is no so-called correct answer. There is no right or wrong in this choice. There are only what you have and what you have lost." Li Yun looked at Huang Zhengchong and said, "What do you have, what do you let go, what do you gain, and what do you lose? , Whether it is worth it or not is a matter of self-knowledge.”

Huang Zhengchong was thoughtful, but he didn't ask any further questions, and led Li Yun directly to Zheng Wuchang's ward.

The ward is very high-end, clean and tidy, the walls are whiter than toilet paper, all kinds of facilities are very complete, and there are many high-end supplies that patients don't need at all. This is the so-called 'advanced ward'.

Before his life came to an end, Zheng Wuchang was able to exchange money for the highest standard of treatment.

At this time, Zheng Wuchang had already woken up, wearing a hospital gown, his complexion was a bit dark, but he was still very indifferent, and he was silently reading a book in his hand.

And Zheng Wuchang raised his head, saw Li Yun and Huang Zheng rushing in, smiled, and said.

"Daozhang, are you here?"

Li Yun said lightly.

"Well, Pindao is here."

(End of this chapter)