A mortal like her has never heard of such a terrifying life-saving method.
People on the side were also shocked.
"I'll change!"
Unexpectedly, the woman agreed directly.
"As long as it can save my husband's life, I'll do a blood transfusion!"
The woman said very firmly.
"An blood transfusion will make your health very poor and may even kill you."
Lang said.
The woman shook her head.
"It doesn't matter, I will save my husband even if I die!"
Hearing this, everyone present was moved.
"Er Wazi is so lucky to have such a daughter-in-law."
"Yes, Erwazi, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave."
"This wife is so nice!"
...
There was no trace of confusion or hesitation in the woman's eyes.
Some are just anxious.
She just hopes to transfuse blood for her husband as soon as possible and save her husband as soon as possible.
only if.
There are no other distracting thoughts.
The demon Buddha Bo Xun not far away seemed to be frozen.
He controlled Lang just to see how much this woman could pay for her husband.
The result was something Mo Fo Bo Xun did not expect.
After all, he underestimated the love between mortals.
Even mortals can have such unwavering love.
This love is enough to move mountains and fill seas.
It can also inspire world-destroying demons like Mo Buddha.
Ye Qingyun sighed.
He was also moved by the mortal couple.
"It's so touching."
Ye Qingyun said sincerely.
Mo Fo Bo Xun raised his hand gently.
Nalang returned to normal.
He looked around with a confused expression.
"What happened to me just now?"
Everyone also looked at him in confusion.
at this time.
The second child on the ground who was about to die came to life.
"Ms. sir!"
The woman exclaimed.
Erwazi sat up in a daze. Seeing everyone surrounding him, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"What's wrong with you?"
He looked at his wife who was crying like rain in front of him, and for a moment he had no idea what was happening.
"Madam, is someone bullying you?"
Erwazi suddenly stood up, thinking that someone was bullying his woman.
"Ms. sir! Just be fine!"
The woman hugged Erwazi tightly, her face full of luck and joy.
Erwazi hugged his wife in confusion.
"Madam, I seem to have had a dream..."
"Ms. sir..."
...
Ye Qingyun and Mofo Boxun left here.
The two of them arrived at the teahouse all the way.
I chose a corner seat and sat down.
Da Mao was lying under the table with a duck leg he got from somewhere in his mouth.
It tastes so delicious.
This caused all the stray dogs in the market to stare at Da Mao.
"Brother Mofo, what do you think of this world now? Is it not bad?"
Ye Qingyun took a sip of tea.
After walking around for a long time, I was nervous for a long time, and I was really thirsty.
Mofo Boxun just looked at the street outside the teahouse and did not speak.
Ye Qingyun didn't care either.
He could see that Mofo Boxun must have been touched.
at this time.
A ragged beggar came to the teahouse.
This beggar was leaning on a cane. He looked young and frail.
Behind him, he was carrying a bulging cloth bag, and he didn't know what was put there.
"Shopkeeper, can I ask for some food and drink?"
The beggar stood outside the teahouse door and prayed to the teahouse shopkeeper.
"Go as you go."
The teahouse owner drove the beggar away impatiently.
The beggar didn't care and took out a few copper coins from his pocket.
"This is my last money, can I ask for a piece of cake?"
The teahouse owner came closer and glanced at the beggar with disgust on his face.
"You said you have hands and feet and you are not very young. Why did you become a beggar?"
"It won't be like this if you find a good partner."
The beggar sighed.
"The shopkeeper doesn't know something. I'm not a beggar, but I came all the way from the north. I just want to return to my hometown as soon as possible."
The shopkeeper was startled.
"From the north?"
The beggar nodded.
"Where is your hometown?"
"Gu Yuan Xiang."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked surprised.
"Guyuan Township is still hundreds of miles away from here."
The beggar smiled bitterly: "No matter how far it is, I will go back. I promised my friend that I would bring his remains back. I can never break my promise."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's expression changed.
"In this package of yours, are the remains of your friend?"
The beggar sighed solemnly.
"My friend and I went to the north to explore, but he became seriously ill. Before he died, he wanted me to bring his remains back to his hometown. He didn't want to bury them elsewhere."
"I was his only friend, so I came back with his remains."
"I ran out of money along the way and was robbed by bandits. Fortunately, the bandits didn't kill me and let me live."
"I had no choice but to beg all the way and managed to get here."
While talking, the beggar looked at his dark feet.
He smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Even my shoes are worn out. Fortunately, my calves and feet are fine, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to walk back."
The shopkeeper looked at the beggar with some admiration.
For nothing else.
Just for a promise, I carried the remains of my friend all the way back to my hometown.
This persistence, this friendship.
That's enough to be praised.
"Come on, come on, come in and sit down, have some tea and something to eat, and have a good rest here."
The shopkeeper wanted the beggar to come in.
But the beggar shook his head and refused.
"I'm too dirty, so I won't come in. I'm very grateful if the shopkeeper can give me some food and drink."
No matter how much the shopkeeper tried to persuade him, the beggar just refused to come in.
Seeing his persistence, the shopkeeper had no choice but to ask the waiter to bring the food and a teapot.
The beggar drank a whole pot of tea and gave the few copper coins he had to the shopkeeper.
"When I return to my hometown and bury the remains of my best friend, I will definitely come back to thank the shopkeeper."
"Take care of yourself!"
The beggar left.
He was still leaning on a wooden stick and carrying his luggage.
Although he was limping, his steps were extremely firm.
This scene also caught the eyes of Ye Qingyun and Mo Fo Bo Xun.
"What a nice person."
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but admire him.
Mofo Boxun’s expression was complicated.
My heart fell into great confusion.
Could it be that I was really wrong?
Is this world much better than you imagined?
But why have I never seen these before?
Is it my hatred of Buddhism that blinds me?
Or is this all an illusion?
Is it an illusion created by the expert in front of me to deceive myself?
Is this world real or illusory?
"Brother Mofo, I have always wanted to ask you, why are you so resentful towards Buddhism?"