Peerless Famous Doctor: The Female CEO's Personal Physician

Fluffy snow falls.

It's snowing again today.

Li Yuewen gently pushed open the door, saw a series of footprints left in the snow, saw the little monk covering his bald head, running towards the kitchen in the distance, couldn't help smiling.

This little novice monk named Xuan Xin has a very good personality. He has a smiling face all day long and never seems to be bothered by anything.

This point is somewhat similar to the Young Master Su that Li Yuewen has seen.

But something different.

The former is a sincere smile, and Li Yuewen can feel it.

The latter is more of a disguise.It's like being separated by a layer of glass, which is unpredictable.Li Yuewen can also feel it.

Regarding this little monk, Li Yuewen actually felt close to him from the bottom of his heart.

Because of the closeness, sometimes, when speaking, I often forget to be polite.

For example, when the other party brought a bowl of spinach noodles with clear soup and little water, she frowned and lost her temper, "Eat this every day? I even suspect that my eyes are green."

The monk touched his bald head, put his hands together and bent over, and said, "Girl, it's you who said, you can do anything."

Li Yuewen sat by the bed, staring at the fragrant noodle bowl on the wooden table, silent.

The way she loses her temper is usually the same.

Don't talk, don't resist, ignore, ignore.

The monk saw that the other party was losing his temper, and became flustered for a while.

He scratched his bald head and thought, "The abbot often said that women at the bottom of the mountain are like tigers, and they are difficult to deal with. It seems that there is a certain truth in it." '

He tentatively asked, "How about I go and make you a new bowl? Replace the spinach with tofu and cabbage?"

Li Yuewen smiled slightly, and spit out two words, "Anything is fine."

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City Lord's Mansion.

In that solemn hall, a middle-aged man with white hair and childlike face sat on a wooden chair, looking at his nose and his heart.

Standing in front of him was an old monk who was the abbot of Yichan Temple, Zen Master Jueyuan.

The city lord, who was dressed in common clothes, opened his mouth lightly, and said, "He still refuses to practice Zen?"

Jueyuan put one hand in front of his body, smiled and said, "No."

"Then when will he wait?"

"I don't know."

"He can wait, but I can't."

The city lord stood up, walked up to the old monk with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "If he doesn't practice Zen, you won't be able to sit in meditation. If you don't sit in meditation for a day, that thing will never start."

The Lord City Lord moved his face a little closer, his face sinking like water, "I will never sleep well if that matter doesn't start. So, sometimes I even doubt whether this is a joint venture between you two masters and apprentices." Come on, are you lying to me?"

The old monk raised his face, looked directly at the pair of dark eyes that were close at hand, and said calmly: "There is no deception."

"Hmph, in short, my time is running out. You have to understand one thing. If I die, I will let the people of Leicheng be buried with me. You worship the Buddha all your life and claim to be merciful. If you want to come, You shouldn't want to see such a scene, right?"

The old monk's face remained calm.

The city lord in civilian clothes left with a flick of his sleeves.

The old monk in cassock stood there, meditating silently.

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"Miss Li, I know you want to eat meat, but this is a Buddhist monastery, where killing is taboo. Where do you want me to get meat?"

"Hehe, I didn't say that I wanted to eat meat." Li Yuewen sat by the bed holding a volume of scriptures, and replied without raising her head.

"Then what do you eat? You don't eat spinach noodles, and you don't eat cabbage tofu."

"Hehe, it's fine."

Li Yuewen closed the scriptures and asked earnestly: "Master Xuanxin, can you take me out for a walk? I won't go far or go out of the city, just walk around nearby."

Being called the word 'Master', the monk quickly waved his hand, "Girl, don't humiliate me, Xuanxin can't bear the word 'Master', I can't even recite the Diamond Sutra, the old abbot always says that I don't know what to do , I have practiced Buddhism for more than ten years, and I only practiced one lazy character."

He scratched his head and thought for a while, then said, "Yes, yes, but you have to promise me, girl, you can't run around, otherwise... there may be accidents."

"What accident?" Li Yuewen frowned and asked.

The little monk realized that he had slipped his tongue, put his hands together and said: "No, no, anyway, the girl promised me."

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Come to Main Street.

There are few people in Leicheng, but the business of restaurants and restaurants is really booming.The people of Leicheng love wine, which has something to do with the climate here.It snows here all the year round, and the wind is as cold as a cold knife. The city residents like to carry a small flagon in their arms. Wherever they go, they feel thirsty or cold, and drink a sip of spirits to warm their bodies and stomachs.

Therefore, the streets will be full of wine all year round.

Li Yuewen was wearing a fur coat made of unknown fur, as white as ice and snow on the ground.

She stayed with the bald Xuanxin for a few days, and always regarded him as an ordinary little monk, except for a better personality and a better appearance, she was no different from other bald monks.

However, when the two came to the street, Li Yuewen realized that she must have underestimated this little novice.

Passers-by on the street saw the smiling Xuan Xin, their enthusiasm was high, and it seemed that the coldness in the sky had disappeared. In some wine shops with excellent business, the boss and the waiter went out in person, holding a pot of sake, and insisted on filling it with the little novice. In his hand, he still said in his mouth, 'Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, what are you up to now?Why?Give you wine, don't you want it?Are you looking down on me, Wang Dazi?Put it away, besides, this wine is not for you, it is for your old abbot. '

The old woman selling vegetables at the market hurried over, picked up a whole basket of white radishes, and said, "Xiao Xuanxin, it's getting cold, let's stew some radishes to keep out the cold."

The meat seller spoke loudly, holding a bunch of meat strips from afar, and shouted: "Si Xuanxin, remember to come to me to get the meat when you come back."

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Li Yuewen frowned puzzled, and asked: "Aren't you monks? This one has wine and meat, it doesn't look like practicing Buddhism."

Xuan Xin hugged the vegetable basket and wine pot, and grinned, "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, in the heart of the Buddha..."

"Stop!" Li Yuewen curled her lips and said, "I know this sentence, Master Jigong said it, but the next sentence is the key point. He said, if the world learns from me, it is like entering the way of a demon. Monk, don't you even think about this?" Don't you know?"

Xuan Xin shook her head, and said honestly, "I don't know."

Xuan Xin didn't feel ashamed because of this, but said solemnly: "I usually seldom read books, Miss Li, you must have read a lot."

Li Yuewen felt dizzy for a moment, "It's okay...you don't study or chant scriptures, are you still a monk?"

Xuan Xin lowered her head and thought for a while, raised her face, put on a bright smile, and asked: "To be a monk, you must read books, must you recite scriptures?"

Li Yuewen was stunned.