"Section chief Wu, awesome!" Wei Dabao whispered praise after Wu Mian.


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


    "Hei hei." Trinket smiled shyly.


    "Have you memorized the medical record writing standard?"


    “……”


    Trinket regretted it.


    Why do you owe so much? Why are you in a hurry to flatter.


    "If you can''t recite it, you should take it seriously. It''s always good." Wu Mian didn''t blame Wei Dabao, but said with a smile.


    Wei Dabao breathed.


    "Go back and buy a tenth edition of diagnostics, which should be memorized from the beginning. When you memorize it, I''ll tell you something." Wu Mian said faintly.


    A mouthful of old blood came up. Wei Dabao felt his throat blocked up and almost didn''t spray it out. He looked at Wu Mian in distress and didn''t know what to say.


    Section chief Wu first threw a brick and hit himself with seven meat and eight vegetables. Then he took a carrot and told himself that there was delicious food in front of him.


    The tenth edition of diagnostics, it''s called a thick one. Throwing it out can hit the dog on the heel. Do you have to recite it yourself?


    That''s bullshit.


    Trinket wanted to cry without tears. Then he came out to see the world. He thought he had fallen into the eyes of section chief Wu and became a teacher and apprentice. But this knocker is too heavy to pick up by yourself.


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


    "Good thing." Wu Mian replied vaguely.


    [I have crossed mountains, rivers and seas, as well as a sea of people...]


    "Lao Lin, I''m finished."


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


    "OK, take a look and go."


    Wu Mian hung up.


    "Who?" Chu Zhixi asked.


    "Zhuang Qidong," said Wu Mian with a faint smile, "said he wanted to look at me and express his thanks face to face."


    "Is the 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.


    When they came to the door of the ward, Taoist Lin came forward and said to Wu Mian, "little martial uncle, the patient still has some doubts."


    "Oh." Wu Mian nodded.


    "Do you think it''s because you didn''t do the Dharma in the Taoist temple, and your inner hint is not enough?" Taoist Lin asked in a low voice.


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


    "My father is waiting for you." Zhuang Yongzhi said politely. "Taoist priest Lin said he was just protecting the Dharma for you. Cutting demons and subduing demons is your old hand."


    Hearing your old words, Wu Mian''s eyelids jumped.


    Pushing the door into the room, Zhuang Qidong sat on the hospital bed with a ruddy face. According to the situation, his body has recovered a lot.


    Although I can''t eat after colorectal cancer surgery, parenteral nutrition can keep up. Fasting water these days is nothing.


    Wu Mian first took a look at the Milky nutrient solution and sat down on the next chair.


    "What do you call the fairy?" Zhuang Qidong asked.


    "Wu," said Wu Mian, "besides, don''t call me immortal. If there''s no taboo, just call me teacher Wu."


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


    "You''re welcome."


    "Dare you ask the immortal, where are the incense sticks, cloud fighting geometry and three mountains dripping blood on the altar?" Zhuang Qidong arched his hand and asked respectfully.


    "Detour?" Wu Mian looked into Zhuang Qidong''s eyes and said with a smile.


    "No." Zhuang Qidong sat on the bed and said respectfully, "thank you, immortal master, for helping me save my life. Ask about the teacher''s inheritance. I will repay my wish in the future and will rebuild my golden body."


    "Concord, Wu Mian." Wu Mian smiled.


    “……”


    Zhuang Qidong and Zhuang Yongzhi were stunned. Wu Mian''s answer... Was too speechless. What is Xiehe? It''s the top medical school and hospital in China, but Zhuang Qidong asked about daomen''s inheritance.


    "Immortal master is joking." Zhuang Qidong said with his head down.


    "Master Zhuang, you don''t need to have a good rest and rebuild your golden body. I worship Sanqing in laogua mountain. A good man is in heaven and earth, just want a clear conscience." Wu Mian said with a smile, "as for these foreign objects, don''t mention them."


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


    "Isn''t it different?" said Wu Mian with a smile. "Chuang Tzu said in the theory of Qi Wu that sound is just a thing that the wind blows through, and different sounds are formed because of different orifices. The wind of life just blows through, but the orifices in the human heart are different, and the sounds are different."


    Zhuang Qidong and Zhuang Yongzhi were slightly stunned.


    "If the same words are heard by different people, they will naturally be different." Wu Mian said, "what do you say?"


    "Wu... Teacher, what do you mean by this? I''m an old man. I can''t turn my head if I play the machine." said Zhuang Qi.


    "The world has no merit and is not supported by incense." Wu Mian looked at Zhuang Qidong''s yellow eyes and said word by word, "if you know something, you probably know the saying of ten and nine doctors."


    "Frustrate its sharpness, solve its disputes, and its light, with its dust."


    "Things in the world are probably just like the same world."


    "Man follows heaven, heaven follows earth, earth follows Tao, and Tao follows nature." Wu Mian said faintly.


    "Do you know what pure heart sees truth?"


    "Do you know what Kunpeng spread his wings?"


    "Do you know what free travel is?"


    "Like Chuang Tzu and Lao Tzu, people have no self, gods and men have no merit, and saints are nameless."


    "Life is life, your life is life, and so is the person who is thrown into the rescue room and can''t have an operation. When you understand this truth, you can understand what I say when you no longer think of yourself as a Xiangjiang wealth valve or a billionaire."


    Then Wu Mian stood up and smiled.


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


    "..." Zhuang Qidong stared at Wu Mian without saying a word.


    "Then I''ll go." Wu Mian turned and pushed the door.


    ……


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


    "Don''t talk, I''ll think about it." Zhuang Qidong raised his hand, stopped Zhuang Yongzhi and murmured, "half of the taodejing management company created the largest IPO in NYSE''s history. The heart is pure and sees the truth. That''s what he meant."


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


    ……


    ……


    "Little martial uncle, what are you talking about?" Taoist Lin whispered when he saw the dealer following him.


    "Just talk." Wu Mian smiled. "It''s estimated that he heard something and wanted to test me."


    "Ah?" Taoist Lin looked at Wu Mian mysteriously. Has little martial uncle done anything harmful?


    "When he starts to talk nonsense, I''ll talk nonsense. I talked to your father when I was a child." Wu Mian said with a smile, "it''s all nonsense. I didn''t tell him the final conclusion."


    "What''s the final conclusion?" Taoist Lin came up and asked nervously and curiously.


    "Inaction is not annihilation, it is an adverse journey, it is the peace of the country and the people, and it is man''s decision to conquer heaven."