The abbot looked at the medicine box, then said to Yuan Qing with a smile: "Close your eyes again and listen to my words."
Yuan Qingling closed her eyes again. Now she was convinced by this great monk, although she still felt weird.
The abbot's voice sounded slowly, "In front of you, there is a seriously injured person. She cannot breathe on her own. Her spleen is ruptured and her internal organs are bleeding. Her life is in danger. The most important thing is that she is nine months pregnant and the child is about to be born, and it will be transverse.
Tire, what would you do? What is needed to treat this injured person?"
Yuan Qingling thought rapidly in her mind. The spleen was ruptured and the internal organs were bleeding, and the child was about to be born. It was definitely impossible to give birth on her own. The first step was to coagulate blood, transfuse blood, remove the child by caesarean section, repair the spleen, and stop the internal bleeding. This was a major operation.
, there are many surgical instruments needed. She only has a scalpel and surgical forceps in her medicine box, not even a dilator. Yes, and she can't breathe and needs to be put on a ventilator...
After going through the necessary things in my mind one by one, I heard the abbot say: "Open your eyes."
Yuan Qingling slowly opened her eyes. What she saw in front of her shocked her so much that she almost fell off the chair.
The medicine box became very large, occupying the entire free space of the Zen room, with a length, width and height of almost three meters. In other words, a medicine box the size of a matchbox became a large box of nine square meters.
The chairs and tables were all tilted up and down, probably because they had fallen over when the medicine box grew bigger.
"Princess, go and open the box!" the abbot said.
Yuan Qingling walked over in surprise, she really couldn't believe that this medicine box was her original one.
Could it be said that the great monk is the one who controls the medicine box? She also allowed her soul to travel through time? Hey, she almost believes in soul science.
After pressing the button, the medicine box opened by itself, and everything inside was displayed in front of Yuan Qingling.
This is a small operating room, with operating beds, surgical instruments, instruments, ventilators, ECG monitors, scalpels arranged neatly, and even sterile gowns for surgery. Everything she was thinking about just now is now in her mind.
You can find them in medicine cabinets.
She was so shocked that she raised her head and looked at the monk after a while, "You... are you the one who controls the medicine box?"
The abbot smiled, "What does the princess think?"
Yuan Qingling's mind was in a mess, and what he saw in front of him was too shocking.
What is the relationship between the great monk and his time travel? Why is his ability so powerful? Can she let her test his brain waves?
If she were in modern times, she would definitely take the great monk back to the laboratory to see that the structure of his brain must be different from ordinary people.
"Who are you?" Yuan Qingling asked.
The abbot said meaningfully: "Princess, do you still remember the monkey in the laboratory who was hit and killed by a car when he went out?"
"Brother Monkey?" Yuan Qing Ling was startled, "You even know Brother Monkey?"
Oh my god, are there really gods?
"Is the dose the princess injected into the monkey the same as the dose you injected into yourself?" the abbot asked.
Yuan Qingling fell down on the chair, took a big breath, and looked at the abbot in surprise, "You... who are you?"
It's not the same. The dose injected into Brother Monkey was relatively small. She originally planned to increase the amount gradually. And the amount she injected herself was also small. She originally planned to increase the amount slowly, but as soon as the injection was given, the person came.
Here it is.
Yuan Qingling stretched out her trembling fingers, her eyes widened, "You...couldn't you be Brother Monkey?"
The abbot smiled and said nothing.
Yuan Qingling was stunned for a long time. There was really no way to connect the lively monkey with the kind-hearted abbot in front of him.
This is a nightmare.
She gave herself a slap and didn't wake up.
"The direction of the princess's research and the theory she conceived are correct, but you may never be able to imagine what kind of power the brain will have once it is developed. I have been studying this subject for decades, and finally discovered
, in fact, science and Buddhism lead to the same destination through different paths."
Yuan Qingling weakly protested in her heart, no, you are a monkey, what do you know? Science is science and has nothing to do with Buddhism.
"What you mean is that the Buddhas you believe in have brains that are more developed than others, so they have powers that are close to gods. I don't agree with you. I don't agree with you." Yuan Qingling shook his head.
The abbot smiled and changed the subject and said: "This medicine box is not controlled by me, but by you, princess. It's just that you have never tapped into your potential. You even said that you deliberately suppressed the power given to you by your brain."
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she still shook her head and said: "I don't agree with what you said. You should talk about Buddhism in a down-to-earth manner, so that everyone can feel at ease."
"Just think that I am talking nonsense, but one day, the princess will understand." The abbot said.
Yuan Qingling quickly stood up. He couldn't stay in this place for long. The longer he stayed, the weirder it would become.
She would rather believe in gods and Buddhas than believe in his nonsense.
"I'm not that monkey, I just used to study the same subject as the princess, and almost used the same method to come here. It's been fifty-two years now." The abbot said slowly.
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "You...are you?"
The abbot said: "Yuan Bo doesn't know Lao Na. I followed your research project three hundred years after you."
"So, you are a person who does scientific research, and now you become a Buddhist monk?" Yuan Qingling was even more dumbfounded.
"Everything in the world is enlightened by knowledge!" The abbot put his hands together and recited Amitabha.
Yuan Qingling almost fell down.
It's really too inconsistent, but even though it's inconsistent, it makes people feel strangely harmonious.
"Purple Golden Pill was developed by Lao Na before." The abbot said again.
Yuan Qingling couldn't help but ask, "Do you believe in Buddhism or science?"
"Is there any conflict?" the abbot asked, staring at her.
Yuan Qingling didn't know.
I don’t know now.
The abbot smiled and said, "Doctor, if you have the opportunity, go to Dazhou and ask their Queen Mother Long. Maybe she can give you an answer. She is more thorough than Lao Na."
Queen Mother Long, Yuan Qingling knew, was the one who developed Wuyou Pill.
She asked in a trembling voice: "Is she also engaged in drug research and development? Is she also from our... village?"
The great monk just smiled and said nothing.
Yuan Qingling felt that she was transparent in front of him, almost as transparent as an idiot.
"You just said that this medicine box is controlled by my own subconscious, right?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"That's right!" said the great monk.
Yuan Qing Ling concentrated, "Take it!"
The medicine box slowly became smaller and returned to the shape of a matchbox. Yuan Qingling picked it up and put it in her sleeve pocket. She calmed down and said, "I will come to visit you, the great monk, again when I have the opportunity."
The great monk said meaningfully: "The princess treasures it. This medicine box is of great use to the princess, and it is also of great use to the prince. However, everything in the world must be reversed to the extreme. It will succeed and fail."
Yuan Qingling opened the door and went out without looking back.