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    Gao Yan hesitated while holding the urn. She knew that she should not wade into this muddy water again because she could not get involved with this child who knew he was very bad.  However, the "farewell" on Rijing Mountain that day was too unforgettable. In a sense, they had lived life and death together. Now that they were gone, Gao Yan felt that he couldn't live with it.  ¡ª¡ª¡ª

    While hesitating, he heard him cough twice in a low voice. Gao Yan looked over and happened to see him open his eyes and look over¡ª¡ª

    He seemed stunned.  I couldn't believe I saw her.

    Armadillo also stayed there, still kneeling in front of the small red door, holding the door with one hand and holding the urn with the other, like a civet, shuttling between reality and fantasy,¡ª¡ª

    "Gao Huan?¡ª¡ª" His voice was very low, slightly hoarse compared to the lightness that day,

    Armadillo nodded, "Yeah." He responded.

    "Why are you here?" He slowly raised his body, supporting himself with one hand, and tried to sit up, but it was very difficult.  Only then did Gao Yan see the Buddhist jacket he was wearing, which was also made of fine satin and had white fox fur on the cuffs.

    Gao Yan quickly released his hand holding the door and pressed on him, "Lie down. -"

    He frowned slightly, "Why are you here?" He asked again.  His attitude turned out to be a bit cold and arrogant.

    "Then why are you here?" Gao Yan asked back, his cold and slightly impatient attitude surprised Gao Yan.  It's fine if you say it nicely, but if you don't say it nicely, she doesn't have much of a good attitude.

    "Me?" He raised his right hand and looked at the Buddha's robe, and then looked around. Perhaps it was too difficult to hold it up with one hand, so he slowly lay down and looked at the Buddha's beautiful figure on the ceiling.  The mural said slowly, "Death is not enough, and life is disgusting. Let's just leave here and become a monk. After all the six roots are clean, everyone will be at peace."

    "Do you want to leave home?"

    "It doesn't matter."

    "Is it your family that insists you become a monk?"

    "It doesn't matter."

    It¡¯s not that mourning is greater than death, it¡¯s just a kind of indifference and indifference.  He closed his eyes again.  No words were spoken for a long time.

    µ½ also fell into a cool situation for a while, looking at this scene in a fasculaating manner.  The emotions of neurosis are delicate and easy to empathize with¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª

    "You said you weren't afraid." He suddenly said softly,

    "Yeah." Huanyan snorted.

    ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid, why are you sitting so far away from me?¡± He lay still and kept his eyes closed.

    A person who has just been rescued from the hands of death and wants to dedicate himself to the Buddha has nothing to fear.  Armadillo walked in holding her mother's urn.

    The layout inside is like a small yurt.  After going down three steps, Armadillo stood by the wooden board and looked down at him.

    He opened his eyes, patted the wooden board with his hand, "Sit down and tell me, why are you here?"

    At this time, he looked calm and humble.

    He sat down on the ground and said, "This is a long story -"

    When Gao Yan feels extreme sympathy for someone, she will not lie to him.  I briefly talked about my experience in Rongbuk Monastery. Of course, I didn¡¯t talk about marriage or nonsense, I just talked about keeping my mother¡¯s wish.

    He smiled softly, "Wonderful and auspicious, -" three words came out of his mouth, "We are indeed destined, aren't we."

    This question has not been answered.  Even if you have great sympathy for him, it is not a good thing to become associated with him.

    He wanted to stand up again, but the armadillo pressed down on his coat sleeves, "Don't move. Your family members are also surprised. They can't wait for you to recover a little before sending you to be ordained? You are so weak, and the plateau climate can't bear it."

    He waved his hand, "People who are annoying don't care whether they can stand it or not. People who are about to die anyway -"

    Armadillo still felt sad after hearing this.

    He suddenly stretched his right hand upward, so that the sleeves of the Buddha's jacket slid down, revealing his fair and slender arms. He showed the inside of the arm joints to Armadillo.

    "Look, there is a line here, right?"

    Armadillo looked carefully and found that indeed, on the inside of the arm joint, about an inch toward the palm, there was a line similar to a knife mark or a scratch from a fingernail.  very obvious.

    "What's this?"

    "Virgin line."

    Armadillo was stunned for a moment!  Looking at him,¡ª¡ªhim at this moment,¡ª¡ªhis heart is really so tight!  ¡ª¡ªSmiling so much like a child, so real,¡ª¡ª

    "I took drugs and my life was ruined, but my body is clean and worthy of Buddha."

    Armadillo didn¡¯t know why, but he nodded.  ??¡ªWhat a prank!  She almost killed him!

    Now looking at the man who was still breathing violently and twitching, Huanyan really didn¡¯t know what it was like!  !  Just like that, he was still holding her mother's urn tightly¡ª¡ª

    Zheng Jing is quite professional at this time.  Calm and steady.

    "No. 3 scalpel. Gauze."

    By this time, several lamas had gone out, and all the people who came in were PLA military doctors wearing "red crosses" on their arms.

    Someone handed him a scalpel, and someone prepared a square gauze.

    See, Zheng Xiaoliu, kneeling on one knee, supporting his elbow with the other knee, bent slightly, his eyes were slightly narrowed, but his gaze was as bright as a torch, and he made a small incision on the side of Chu's neck with extremely precise techniques!  ¡ª¡ªAt this time, as soon as the blood was released, the intense slurping on the first day of the new year gradually calmed down.

    Xiaoliu¡¯s dexterous hands immediately took the gauze handed over and applied it to the wound on the side of his neck. Then, someone else put an oxygen respirator on Chu,¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª

    If it weren¡¯t for the urgent situation at this moment, Xiaoliu¡¯s coherent move would have attracted applause!

    He was born to stand in front of the operating table, and his long and beautiful hands were born to hold a lancet¡ª¡ª

    Seeing that his breathing was steady, Xiaoliu let go of the hand holding the gauze and let someone else take over.

    Xiaoliu handed the scalpel to others, stood up, and bent over to pick up Armadillo. "He will be fine. Let's go out and wait." Armadillo nodded.

    ¡°Ahem, what kind of evil fate is this?

    She almost killed him, but Xiaoliu saved him¡ª¡ª(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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