Chapter 1386 Live broadcast of bombing the world [Part 1]
When Jing Yan saw this, she stamped her feet angrily and shouted: "Fang Zheng, you bastard! I came up here in the middle of the night, not to hear what you said!"
"Oh...good night!"
"Your sister!"
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Fang Zheng left, and Jing Yan stood on the top of the mountain speechlessly, arms folded, drinking the cold wind alone.
When Lao Miao saw that Fang Zheng was gone and there was no problem, he came over and asked, "Jing Yan, Master is gone, what are you doing here?"
Jing Yan said: "Stop talking and let me calm down for a while. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it anymore and burn this temple down."
When Lao Miao heard this, he quickly shut up and waited obediently.
On one side was the eldest lady Jing Yan, and on the other side was the magical monk Fang Zheng. He decisively chose not to offend anyone. Although he also knew that Jing Yan was just talking in anger, but as a woman... it was better not to offend her, especially when she seemed to be in a bad mood.
Good times.
When Jing Yan turned around, Lao Miao came over and asked, "What should we do now?"
Jing Yan said: "Publish the news and tell everyone that nothing happened tonight. The thief went to bed!"
Lao Miao was speechless: "This..."
Jing Yan said: "To tell the truth... maybe it will become popular. After all, everyone thinks that tonight... forget it, let's not post it. I can't sleep tonight, I can't let those guys sleep peacefully, I'm going to have insomnia, let's go together
Insomnia!"
So, Jing Yan went to find a place to write the manuscript. A group of curious cats around the world were squatting in front of computers and mobile phones, waiting for news about Founder. That night, countless people had insomnia, and countless people were cursing: "Founder, MMP
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That night, Fang Zheng slept extremely soundly. He got up early the next day and went out to ring bells and drums. A new day began.
But when Fang Zheng came down from the Drum Tower, Jing Yan and Lao Miao were already waiting below.
Fang Zheng looked at Jing Yan, who had dewy eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Donor, you didn't stay on the mountain all night, did you?"
Jing Yan said tiredly: "Guess? Forget it, answer my question quickly. How on earth are you going to fire those doctors who don't go to the west? Also, there is a saying on the Internet that they think that what you do is...
In moral kidnapping, doing this is not in line with your usual style. What do you think?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately spread his hands helplessly and said: "The poor monk believes that moral kidnapping should be based on the situation where the poor monk does not pay anything, but stands on the commanding heights of morality and forces others to do things they don't like to do.
But in this case, the poor monk paid a treasure that would make any country in the world jealous, and the price was only three years to support the west. Isn't it too much?
On the contrary, if the poor monk is willing, he only needs to say that he will go to the west to support people for three years, and he can learn the medical skills of the poor monk when he comes back. How many people do you think will be willing to go?
Nothing in the world can be obtained without hard work. The poor monks just charge a small fee. What's more, this fee is to accumulate virtue for themselves..."
Jing Yan nodded slightly and said, "So, what if they don't go? They have already learned the medical skills, and you don't seem to have any ability to restrain them. Although you have magical powers, the law does not allow you to hurt them, right?"
Fangzheng spread his hands and said: "Why did the poor monk hurt them? They themselves are not wrong. Everyone has the right to choose their own life. In fact, they can see the medical skills left by the poor monk on the stone tablet, which shows that,
Their character is not bad. It’s just that they have differences with the poor monks in their choice of life path.”
Jing Yan nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, I know a doctor. He is not a bad person, but he has his own reasons, so he cannot go to the west."
Fang Zheng said: "So, the poor monks are just taking back what they have learned. At the same time, the poor monks will set up the eighth stone tablet. There will be deeper medical skills on the stone tablet. All diseases in the world can be cured through the eighth stone tablet."
The medical skills on the eight stone tablets are for radical cure. The poor monk believes that only those who have passed the examination are qualified to learn such medical skills."
As soon as these words came out, Jing Yan was stunned, then turned back suddenly and said to the camera: "Dear viewers, everyone has heard it. This is what Abbot Fangzheng said personally. He will erect the eighth stone tablet..."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded. He was bragging so early in the morning, but he seemed to be bragging in the wrong place! It seemed that Jing Yan was not doing an interview, but a live broadcast!
Fang Zheng suddenly felt like he had been cheated, but he had already caught the duck and put it on the shelf. What could he say? Just watch it honestly with a smile.
As for the medical skills that Fang Zheng mentioned, of course they exist. The statue of Medicine Master Bodhisattva has been upgraded by two levels, and the accompanying medical skills have naturally been upgraded by two levels. In fact, the medical skills that Fang Zheng now masters are not just medical skills. To be precise, they should be
Genetic code!
If he uses all his medical skills, human beings will not only solve the disease problem, but also gain a longer life span and a stronger body.
But Fang Zheng did not say that, nor would he use this level of medical skills. The reason is very simple. The world is very peaceful, and there is no need to use this kind of technology to disrupt the world. The lowest level of medical skills he has shown has already made other countries jealous.
Even the warships of country M have been wandering outside China.
If he came up with medical skills that could change the fate of mankind, he believed that World War III would break out immediately.
This is not what he wants to see. Neither Chinese nor foreigners should be involved in the war and die.
Therefore, Fang Zheng has not said it now and will not say it in the future.
Even so, Fang Zheng's words were like a tornado that swept across China and even the whole world!
"Oh my god, Abbot Fang Zheng said that he would take back the medical skills of the doctors who learned his medical skills. How is this possible?"
"My child, Abbot Fangzheng is not an ordinary person, but a Buddha. If he says he can, he can, hey... We used to look at this matter with ordinary people's eyes. Now it seems that we were wrong..."
"Are you paying attention in the wrong direction? Those people's medical skills are very good, so there is nothing wrong with them being taken back. What's more, they also made a lot of money using these medical skills. They can be regarded as reaping the benefits. They have no losses and still make profits.
I have made a fortune. Now I only care about the eighth stone tablet of Abbot Fangzheng! Mmp. It can cure all diseases in the world. In other words, the deaf and mute people can be saved, the physically disabled people can be saved, the vegetative people can be saved, and the ALS can be saved.
People can be saved, cancer patients can be saved, AIDS patients can be saved... Damn it, I seem to have seen countless pharmaceutical companies closing down."
"Indeed, this is the point. Founder is about to go against the grain!"
"I'm only worried now about whether treatment will be expensive by then. If it is expensive, I still can't afford it."