After Zhang Huixin cried for a while, she adapted to the darkness. She turned on the light and saw clearly for the first time the monk who had been helping her. She thought of countless possibilities in her mind, but she never thought that Fang Zheng was really a monk.
!After all, she has seen only a handful of monks since she was a child. How could it be such a coincidence that Keke suddenly found one? Is he still a good monk? In her opinion, there is absolutely no one in the world who is kind to her for no reason.
If there were people, other than relatives, they would have some agenda. But what else was being conspired against in their family? She thought that the other party might be interested in her beauty, and if she sacrificed herself, she could give Cocoa a stable environment.
If so, she is also willing.
It's just that she never expected that the man in front of her was really a monk! He was fair and clean, and his face was not that soft and beautiful, but had a kind of gentle and handsome man. He was draped in a white monk's robe.
His body is like that of an ancient knight.
At that moment, Zhang Huixin looked a little crazy and thought to herself: Is there such a handsome man in this world? It's incredible, I thought he could only exist in books.
Zhang Huixin's obsession is not love, but a human fondness for beauty. Another reason is that she has been blind for too long and has not seen what a living person looks like for a long time. Suddenly she saw a very handsome monk.
With gratitude in her heart and various bonus points, Fang Zheng was directly regarded as a god-like person by her.
Some people call this reaction the sow racing Diaochan theory...
"Thank you, Master." Zhang Huixin recognized Monk Fang Zheng's identity for the first time, and respectfully called Master Fang Zheng for the first time. However, she felt somewhat regretful that if Fang Zheng was not a monk, he would have miraculous medical skills.
If he really fell in love with her, then Fang Zheng might not be able to give Coco a warm home... Unfortunately, Fang Zheng is a monk after all.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Amitabha, congratulations to the donor. Donor, can you treat your leg injury now?"
With the treatment eyes in front, Zhang Huixin was naturally very convinced by Fang Zheng, nodded, and showed off her legs generously.
As a result, when he raised his head, he saw that Fang Zheng had closed his eyes.
Zhang Huixin said in astonishment: "Master, what are you doing?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Men and women are not intimate, but don't worry, the poor monk can cure the benefactor's disease without opening his eyes. The donor lies down, the poor monk is about to give an injection."
Seeing this, Zhang Huixin sighed. At this moment, she really hoped that Fang Zheng was not a gentleman, or even returned to secular life for a while. But looking at Fang Zheng, who looked upright in front of her, she suddenly felt a little ashamed of herself, so she stopped thinking about it and quietly
Lie down on the bed.
Little did she know that Fang Zheng was also lamenting at this moment: "It's hard to be a good person... It's even harder to be a good monk... I've never seen a woman take off her pants since I was a child. Now that I have the chance, I still can't do anything."
I can’t look at Ami and Buddha, hey…”
Although Fang Zheng was wailing in his heart, he was still a monk at heart. He kept his eyes tightly closed. At the same time, he sensed the position of Zhang Huixin's body. The breath in his body was released, and he could feel the nearby objects. Fang Zheng gathered his energy in the air.
Once the needle was formed, the needle was applied in the air at a height of one centimeter from Zhang Huixin's leg.
Zhang Huixin's legs were not born with a disability, but were acquired due to various reasons, resulting in some nerve necrosis and blood vessel blockage. Fang Zheng's medical skills are actually no longer called medical skills. He used the true energy in the body to repair the nerves and used Qi acupuncture to unblock them.
blood vessels to achieve therapeutic effects.
Of course, pure medical skills can also be used for treatment, but the process is much slower. At the same time, a lot of good medicines are required, which Zhang Huixin's family obviously cannot afford.
Ten minutes later, Fang Zheng stopped his hand and whispered: "Donor, please try to stand up."
As a result, Fangzheng waited for a long time, but Zhang Huixin made no move. Fangzheng listened carefully and found that Zhang Huixin had fallen asleep.
Fang Zheng silently covered Zhang Huixin with a quilt, and then walked out with a lonely look on his face.
Standing on the balcony, looking up at the moon in the sky, I muttered in my heart: A woman took off her trousers and lay on the bed, facing a man she was not particularly familiar with, and fell asleep peacefully... That's how it is in the Sa family.
Is it harmless to humans and animals? Why do I smell the smell of a single dog that has been single for ten thousand years? Bitter...
After a night of silence, Fangzheng got up early the next day and went out to buy groceries.
Although Zhang Huixin and Coco were cured of their illnesses and their bodies' nutritional deficiencies were replenished with zhenqi, they still needed to be replenished after all.
Under Cai Fanzi's strange gaze, Fang Zheng bought another chicken and a lot of vegetables. On the way back, he heard the sound of chains being pulled, and then Fang Zheng remembered that he threw Song Bin away yesterday.
After entering the Gate of Hell, I counted the time and found that one night had just passed and this guy was about to be released!
Fang Zheng quickly cast a dream of yellow beams, leading everyone around him into a dream, making them ignore the existence of the gate of hell. At the same time, Fang Zheng was also a little curious, would Song Bin change after his midnight tour of hell? If not,
, why don't you throw him in and enjoy it... It's enough for a day trip.
Fang Zheng was just thinking wildly when the door opened a gap. The evil ghost on the door reached in, grabbed Song Bin out like a chicken, and threw it to the ground. Then he clasped his hands and bowed to the other party, the gate of hell.
Then it slowly sank and disappeared.
On the ground, Song Bin's eyes were straight, as if he was stupid.
Fang Zheng walked up to him, but before he spoke, Song Bin suddenly jumped up like a carp, then turned over and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Fang Zheng like a pound of garlic. His head started to bleed when he hit the ground, but it still didn't stop.
With the following meaning, he shouted loudly: "Master, Arhat, Bodhisattva, Lord Buddha, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I will never dare to bully the weak or orphans and widows again. No, I will never dare to do it again."
Something bad happened. I swear, I will be a good person in the future... Please, Master, Arhat..."
Fang Zheng looked at Song Bin's appearance and knew that the child had almost been transformed. The only thing that hadn't been transformed was that his tongue seemed to be longer and he talked more.
Fang Zheng said: "Now that you know you were wrong, get up. Hell is just serving your sentence. How you redeem yourself depends on your future performance."
"Yes, yes...Master, Arhat..."
When Fang Zheng heard that this guy was about to start chanting sutras again, he quickly shouted: "Okay, talk less and do more to show your sincerity, go ahead." Fang Zheng was in a hurry to go back and make breakfast for Coco and Zhang Huixin, so he had no time to listen to Song.
Bin was nagging here, so he started to chase people away.
As soon as Song Bin heard that he could leave, he quickly got up and ran away without even saying thank you.
Fang Zheng looked at Song Bin's back, wiped his nose, and muttered: "You are really obedient. I asked him to talk less and do more, so he just did it without saying thank you..."
PS: There are actually two alliance leaders today. Thanks to [Muzigangqiang] and [Book Friends 20170517202523563] for the alliance leader rewards from these two rich people, I will work hard to save manuscripts and find time to make a big splash.