Ex 45

In the ward, because of the appearance of Lao Zhang, the originally repressive atmosphere was slightly warmer.

After all,

No matter how confused the Taoist priest is, no matter how determined Zhou Ze is,

Staying in this hospital all the time and constantly suffering from all kinds of accidents, there will always be that kind of rejection and low tide.

It's really nice to meet an acquaintance at this time.

"Mr. Xu."

Lao Zhang nodded slightly to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes and nodded.

"Lao......" Lao Dao almost shouted Lao Zhang's name, but he still resisted.

"Do you know each other?" Qin Sheng asked.

"Well, good friend, we came to Sanya to travel together."

"Oh, it was......"

Qin Sheng's cell phone rang,

He picked up his cell phone and answered it,

"What?"

Qin Sheng took a deep breath, hung up the phone, and handed the transcript to Lao Zhang,

"Brother, something's wrong in the operating room. I have to go and have a look. Look at the transcript and help me do it first."

At this time, I no longer worry about whether it is in line with the rules.

Qin Sheng left the ward. Lao Zhang came forward and closed the door. Then he turned around and asked with an incredible expression of concern:

"Boss, old man, what's the matter with you?"

"Lao Zhang, don't mention it. Well, being hospitalized here will kill you."

The Taoist priest seemed to see his relatives, and he had a stomach of grievances to talk about.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Ze asked with open eyes.

"That's my old comrade in arms. I just met him when eating noodles under the hotel and came over together."

"Can't afford to let you come?"

Lao Zhang was stunned when he heard the speech. He didn't answer, but he didn't deny it.

At this moment, if lawyer an was here, he would certainly pat his thigh and exclaim:

"Ah, the boss is really worthy of being the boss. Sure enough, you can see at a glance which bastard made the ghost idea!"

"We have nothing to do. Hurry up."

In this duel, there is really no need to bring others in. Just have yourself and the Taoist priest. If you and the Taoist priest can't make up your mind in the end, no matter how many people you pull over, you will be given a head.

Lao Zhang hesitated for a moment. He still remembered the plan lawyer an said when he returned to the hotel that night.

Even these days, when meditating every night, he repeated those words silently.

Lao Zhang has been loyal to his duty and the people for two years in his life, but this does not affect him to choose to sacrifice himself for his friends.

In fact, in Lao Zhang's heart, in this life, he lived more with the blessing of Zhou Ze;

If he can help Zhou zehe Lao Dao through this difficulty with his own life, he thinks it's worth it.

"Boss, I'll stay and take care of it. You're all like this. It's inappropriate to have no one around to take care of you."

The boss was miserable and lay in hospital bed.

The Taoist priest is even worse with the naked eye.

"Go back and be obedient."

Zhou Ze did not intend to have the slightest room for negotiation in this matter.

Mr. Zhou didn't expect what lawyer an thought. It's not that Zhou Ze is not so smart. The fundamental reason is that Zhou Ze really doesn't have the consciousness of sacrificing his own hands for benefits.

If those passers-by a passer-by B, they will receive boxed meals. They don't care.

Everyone has a close relationship. Which leader doesn't have his own trusted circle around him?

Zhou Ze knew Lao Zhang before he was honored. At that time, he really felt that the old criminal policeman was too annoying. He seemed to want to help investigate the case all day.

Later, Lao Zhang died. Well, after his death, Lao Zhang could take it for granted to bother himself to investigate the case.

Annoyed, but to be honest, Zhou Ze really took Lao Zhang as his own person. At the beginning, he turned him into a ghost, but he really didn't expect that he would be able to integrate the separate body of Yu Zhi in the future;

It is purely from the perspective of ordinary people,

Think such a good policeman,

It's gone,

What a pity.

There are too many disasters in this world for thousands of years. We must do something for good people within our capabilities.

"Boss, do you smell it? It smells good."

At this time, the old man sitting on the hospital bed suddenly sniffed his nose.

Lao Zhang also sniffed hard, and said with some doubt, "it seems that there is such a fragrance."

"What's the smell? It smells good, not the food."

"Sandalwood."

Zhou Ze said.

"What thing, sandalwood, which patient is so particular about burning this thing in the ward?" The old Taoist doubted.

Lao Zhang was obviously stunned,

Different from the old Taoist priest,

Lao Zhang knows what kind of opponent the bookstore is facing now.

This sandalwood

The fragrance suddenly becomes thicker and thicker. It doesn't give you much time to prepare and adapt. It seems that the concentration suddenly rises to a terrible base.

At this time, you seem to be thrown into a jar of sesame oil, and even breathing becomes extremely difficult.

Zhou Ze slowly sat up from the hospital bed,

The afternoon sun shines from the window,

At this point,

Is so bright,

The reflection of golden lotus blossoms began to circulate on the windowsill, just like a miracle.

Sanskrit began to recite, but I don't know where it came from, but it always surrounded your ears.

If xuanxiu happened to be outside the hospital at this time, you can see through the magic eye that the whole hospital is shrouded in a layer of glow at this time, emitting a sacred brilliance.

Clouds in the sky, gathered together, sometimes like people, sometimes like animals, but they all ripple with a holy posture.

Lao Zhang pursed his lips and subconsciously sat on Zhou Ze's bed.

Afraid?

Of course.

When boasting, it can be said that Lao Tzu is not afraid of heaven and earth,

But when you know who is going to appear in front of you,

No matter how brave or ferocious a person is,

Don't dare to insist that you're not afraid anymore?

Some things,

It has been around for thousands of years,

It lives in people's daily discourse,

It lives in people's living habits,

It lives in people's beliefs;

Zhou Ze silently took out his cigarettes,

Played one for Lao Dao and one for Lao Zhang,

Then I silently stood up.

game,

Is it over?

After playing for so long, everyone has suffered so much. It seems that they haven't survived after all.

Spit out a smoke ring,

Zhou Ze's eyes fell on the old Taoist.

Just after the local criminal police answered the phone, it seemed that there was an accident in the operating room,

oh

Yes,

Diding didn't rescue it, did she?

In fact, there is still room for luck. For example, the Bodhisattva may not be able to confirm the identity of others, or the Bodhisattva's goal is someone else.

After all, whether it is the light of the Buddha or the rich sandalwood that permeates the air, it is for the whole hospital, not for this single ward.

But I don't know how. Now, smelling the sandalwood fragrance, Zhou Ze really didn't even have the slightest chance in his heart.

The rest,

Only the calm that will be faced.

The Taoist priest was still there, constantly twitching his nose,

He couldn't see the rest of the visions around him, but smelled incense.

Zhou Ze suddenly stopped panicking,

Put your hands on the back of your neck and just lean on the bed.

He is really interested,

When the Bodhisattva came in,

Last generation,

How to face him.

As for his own safety and the safety of tie Hanhan, there is nothing to worry about. Worry can't help resolve the crisis.

Right now,

Up and down the hospital,

The anxious patient's family suddenly calmed down at this time,

The patients who are suffering from illness seem to have been pacified at this moment,

The fatigue of the medical staff who had been busy all day was also swept away,

Buddha light,

General illumination;

"Zhiya............."

Door,

Pushed away from the outside.

All three people in the ward cast their eyes on him,

Lao Zhang's body has begun to tremble uncontrollably,

Then,

He realized a very serious thing,

If you want to become an animal and be useful, you have to kill the woman in the bookstore first, and lawyer an doesn't know what's happening here at all, so

Lao Zhang immediately took out his mobile phone,

He wants to inform lawyer an,

It's time.

However,

Embarrassingly,

The mobile phone shows no signal.

"The trick of ghost city, don't talk about Buddha."

Zhou Ze thought Lao Zhang was going to call to move the soldiers. Seeing Lao Zhang staring at the mobile screen in a daze, he couldn't help joking.

"No, boss..."

Lao Zhang is a little confused. What should I do?

The Taoist priest stared at the door curiously, probably thinking that the doctor had come to the ward round again.

Zhou Ze is waiting with leisure. It's the person who once punched the farmer three times. When things come to an end, it's impossible to lose his share.

The door of the ward,

Opened,

When the door touches the back wall,

The whole ward seemed to stretch directly at this time.

The ward, which is not very big, is immeasurable in an instant.

On the ground,

a wild profusion of vegetation,

Around,

Small bridges and flowing water,

sky,

There are no clouds and the sky is blue.

Soft sunshine, warm wind, faint Gardenia fragrance.

This may be a paradise tailored for human beings. Everything is nature in nature, without any trace of carving.

Just,

The hospital bed under him is still telling the three people,

here,

something the matter.

"Mom, the hospital is haunted, boss."

The old Taoist exclaimed.

As an old Taoist who often sees pigs running, he naturally knows what the changes at this time mean. However, his imagination is only limited to ghosts.

Above the sky,

At this time, a solemn voice came,

But the sound doesn't make people afraid,

On the contrary, it can make people feel extremely friendly, as if the source of sound is their real destination.

"If all the people in the world are Buddhas, then there is no Buddha in the world;

If there is no Buddha in the world, the world will waste time;

Buddha is limitless, Buddha is boundless, and Buddha has no appearance,

All things are Buddhas at the end of all laws. "

In the distance,

By the stream,

A monk in a shabby cassock was standing there,

Facing Zhou Ze and others,

On his face,

The golden mask is shining in the sun.

The pressure at this moment,

Like a landslide, like a tsunami,

And where the three are,

It is like a boat in the sea of Buddha, which will be annihilated at any time.

The little monk exudes a peaceful temperament,

Like old friends reunion,

Put your hands together,

Sincere voice:

"Amitabha."