Mountain Little Divine Doctor

Go to see old man Kan's condition. The old man's electric prosthetics have been delivered, but the old man's signs of life are becoming more and more obvious, and it's still early to recover. Even so, the Kan family are grateful; I went to see the Wu madman again. After blood transfusion treatment, he did get better, but it's not a way to lose all the time. Qin Fang's past virus characteristics are the same as those of Shenzhen market test results, and Fang Qi's heart is more heavy. If you don't send it here, you can imagine what will happen with your heels.

However, Qin Fang has begun to study epidemic prevention drugs. Of course, it is based on Fang Qi's drugstore, because his prescription has a certain effect on the virus.

Fang Qi checked up and down. Old Ge and Huang Renqing followed like assholes. You and I said what happened in the hospital recently, what drugs did and how to react.

Fang Qi thought of Meizhi and asked her if she had left. President Huang said, "I'm leaving. I'll send a management company. There are two mayors here. They talk to others all day."

If Meizhi knew I told them, would she blame me? Now that she's gone, she still has a little happiness in her heart. She doesn't have to meet so embarrassed.

Recently, many patients have been admitted. Of course, there are still many people with all kinds of incurable diseases. With Fang Qi's prescription, they follow the gourd painting and ladle chanting. Fang Qi followed them to check the patient's situation one by one, and some modified the medication. There is basically no big mistake, and they are relieved. At least they can cope with their own going out for a while.

When I went to the mountain, I noticed that the West Ward had begun to be built. Now it was a season of flowers, so there were many tourists, most of whom came from the province. It is estimated that there are more people learning from scriptures.

When I went to the cliff temple, I saw that the old monks had knelt down to give a big gift to the old zhizen. According to the situation, the old cunt is really a layman disciple of Shaolin Temple. It's a big deal for these Shaolin monks. According to the old monk, Zhichan should be the highest surviving monk, which is definitely a big revelation in Shaolin Temple.

How they talk about it is still unknown. Anyway, the little monks in the temple are happy one by one. Unexpectedly, their abbot is actually a monk in Shaolin Temple. Now he has the capital to boast.

The cliff temple is small. It can't compare with the huge territory of South Shaolin. It can only do a simple ritual to complete this event. But Fang Qi knew that old man Zhichan had revealed his identity. If he didn't go, Shennong mountain would definitely become a place often visited by Shaolin monks. Ha ha, I didn't expect that he just wanted to get the old monk to see a doctor. He would be a mysterious big man.

The status of Shennong mountain is much louder now. At least Shaolin all over the world knows that they have an ancestor practicing in Shennong mountain.

Of course, Shaolin is divided into two North and South Shaolin, and no one has the final say. Shaolin Shaolin must have sent people to check. It is true that they are not willing to acknowledge accounts, but they are just getting out of the way.

They were making drum recognition ceremony inside. Fang Qi hummed a little song and came to the West Cabin: "Beibei, it's time to lie in the trough. Are you still sleeping?"

Shi Beibei was snoring like a pig. Fang Qi came forward and gave him an old punch to wake him up. He opened his eyes and forced him to look confused: "you, why did you come back?" Wipe the saliva off your mouth.

Fang Qi looked treacherous: "I finally got some information about your enemy. Do you want to hear it?"

Shi Beibei didn't know whether it was cheating, so he turned over and got up: "say it quickly, I'm in a hurry."

Fang Qi drew a circle in the air, "this time I went to Shenzhen and found a Jiugong grave there. Ho, do you know the Jiugong grid?"

Shi Beibei shook the brain bag melon, "I don't know. It's nothing to say."

"I told you this time. It may have something to do with your enemy. It's said that the nine palace tomb dug a big pit underground and buried nine coffins according to the array. Guess what."

Shi Beibei hurriedly scratched his head: "is it good to sell the key? Say it quickly, or I'll beat you!"

This is a donkey. He always beats people. Fang Qi hurriedly said, "don't worry, I have to make it clear. Well, Jiugong tomb was built by an expert. I always think that such a powerful expert must have an affair with monk Zicong. "

Shibeibei didn't know what he was talking about, and his head was still confused. "It's the same. Zicong, the bald man can rely on a luohanjing. Why can't he build a Jiugong grave."

"Well, you should go with us to see if it was made by your enemy. Maybe you can find out the clue."

"OK, I'll go with you now!" This guy is a jerk. He jumped out of bed and pulled Fang Qi to leave. Fang Qi hurriedly shouted, "no, no, not now. You have to wait until I've sorted things out."

"What kind of food?"

Fang Qi wants to read the tight hoop mantra again: "you have to follow me and listen to me. You can't cause trouble. There are many people in the place where we go. There are also long and horizontal people who want to fight every minute. You have to..."

"I can hear the cocoon in my ears. I can't hear you." If you can't talk to him, it's worse than reciting three or four sutras to him.

"Well, wait here for the letter. We're ready to call you. Oh, did they give you meat? "

Shi Beibei said, "it's OK. I'm hungry again without giving me less meat."

Lying in the trough, the boy was not only a donkey's temper, but also a pig's stomach. He was hungry after breakfast. He came out and said to the little monk, "add two kilograms of meat to improve his life." Pacify Shi Beibei's children's shoes and return to the Zen hall. Several monks are chatting in full swing and hang some police officers aside.

When they saw Fang Qi come in and meet the Savior, they hurriedly asked him to sit down, "listen to their Zen reasoning and suffocate. Can you take us out?"

Fang Qi said, "well, I'll be your guide. Eh, where's Miao Miao?"

The little monk said she had gone home. The old monk of zhizen waved, "let them go around the mountain. Don't go. We're talking about things." Let a little monk take them to see each other.

Fang Qi had to sit down again and said angrily, "old slick, you've been hiding from me. It turns out that you're still a layman disciple of Shaolin Temple."

Zhizen said awkwardly, "well, you haven't asked me, have you?"

Fang Qi nodded: "you are cruel, but you can't fight. Oh, by the way, is the acupoint pointing technique you taught me called one finger zen? "

The wise Zen monk smiled, "it's not impossible for you to point. Anyway, it's a acupoint player."

I'll go. There's a big difference. I don't know the monks in Shaolin Temple. I don't know it's called one finger zen. It turns out that one finger zen is a very powerful existence. Can I drag it next time I go to Shaolin Temple? Ha ha, I picked up a huge bargain. Old men and young men have to salute me.