Peerless Famous Doctor: The Female CEO's Personal Physician

The helicopter takes off.

About three hours later, I came to a rolling mountain range of snow-capped mountains and stopped halfway up one of them.

Jin Xueyi took out a white coat from the locker in the cabin and put it on, and carefully took out a few quilts and covered Xu Xiaolou and others who had passed out.

He took out his phone and sent a message.

About half a minute later, the phone rang.

He glanced at it, smiled and said to himself, "I still have to work on myself."

Jin Xueyi waved to the pilot in front and said, "Come and help, unload them."

……

10 minute later.

Xu Xiaolou and the three women were placed on the snow, wrapped in quilts.

Sitting in the cabin smoking a cigarette leisurely, Jin Xueyi soon saw a group of blurred figures approaching in the distance. He smiled, threw away the cigarette butt, and said to the pilot who was also wearing sunglasses: "Let's go." Well, here comes the man who picked them up."

The expressionless pilot nodded.

The helicopter flies away.

In the sky, Jin Xueyi waved to the crowd below as a greeting.

The group of people quickly came to the place where the helicopter stopped just now.

They were dressed in animal fur furs, and they were all tall and burly, almost two meters high. They walked neatly, picked up Xu Xiaolou and the others, including the quilts, and turned back on the way they came, without turning their heads. .

A gust of wind blew.

The ground kicked up snowflakes.

After a few minutes, all the traces here were buried, returning to the picture of thousands of trails covered in white snow without a trace.

……

Deep in the snowy mountains.

That Thunder City.

There are two managers in Yichan Temple, one is the old abbot who has lived for an unknown number of years, and the other is a young monk who only knows how to cook firewood every day, Li Xuanxin.

The old abbot once said bluntly in a lecture class, "My future abbot of Yichan Temple can only be Li Xuanxin."

In one sentence, the future identity of the little monk was confirmed.

Therefore, this monk, who is less than 20 years old this year, put on the cassock that only the abbot is qualified to wear according to the rules.

But Li Xuanxin didn't take this to heart, saying that he was the person in charge, but he never gave anyone an order.

On the contrary, most of the people in the temple have an elder mentality towards him, treat him like a child, and love him very much.

Speaking of this little monk, his life experience was a mystery, most of the time, many brothers and sisters in the temple just guessed and circulated, saying that Li Xuanxin's parents died young, and the abbot picked him up in the snow when he was young.But after this statement reached the old abbot's ears, the old abbot just shook his head and remained silent.

Li Xuanxin is very smart, and probably belongs to the category of amazing talents. For example, he can speak well at the age of six. rotten.The most amazing thing is that this monk almost never reads books, but he can always tell the truth that can only be read in books.

For this reason, the old abbot often sighed and stamped his feet, and said regretfully: "If this son puts his mind on the scriptures, on practicing meditation and Buddha, his future will be limitless. There is none of them, but for this child, it may not be unattainable."

The old abbot was angry with him, and he had been demanding on him since he was a child. He urged him every day, and even set an example. With a dry mouth, he raised his head, only to find that Xiao Xuan was sleeping with his chin resting on his hand, his eyes closed, and his saliva was almost dripping on the table.

One of the most famous and widely circulated incidents in Yichan Temple was that one day the young monk annoyed the old abbot. The old abbot, who was always talking and laughing, rushed out of the lecture hall angrily, holding Xiao Xuanxin's feet , I used the little monk's bald head to write a big "foolish" character on the snow.

The old abbot was furious.

That year, the little monk who was less than eight years old stood up, saw the big characters on the snow, clapped his hands and applauded, grabbed the abbot's sleeves, and clamored to play this game again.His bald head turned red from the cold, but he didn't feel the slightest discomfort and was extremely happy.

On that day, the old abbot drove Xuan Xin out of the big room in Tongpu, saying that he would not be allowed to go back to his room to sleep until he started to study Buddhism.

It never occurred to me that the little monk was happy to be at leisure, hugging the bedding directly, and settling down in the dilapidated woodshed.

When Li Yuewen heard this story by chance, she asked Xuan Xin, "Are you angry with the abbot?"

Xuan Xin was chopping firewood at that time, wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "No way, no way, I just feel that I am stupid, and I don't study or chant scriptures, for fear of delaying the studies of my brothers, um... you guys Isn’t it the same in the schools outside? You can’t let bad students stay with good students, because good students will be led astray. The reason is the same. Besides, even if you are angry, if you are angry, it will be ten years. How many years?"

"Are you stupid? I heard them say that you are a genius."

"Don't listen to the nonsense of the brothers."

"I don't think you're stupid either."

"Ah." The monk scratched his bald head, put down the machete for chopping wood, walked to the table, picked up a bowl of water, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Then maybe I'm really smart? Hahaha, I don't know." , but I have heard the abbot say that no matter how smart or talented a person is, he is not worth the word lazy. I guess it is mine."

Li Yuewen turned her head to look at the neatly stacked firewood, looked at the firewood room that had been cleaned to a spotless spot, and thought, "Every day I work so hard that I am dying, either cutting firewood for cooking, or helping people wash clothes and bedding and sheets. Seeing you idle, are you lazy?There is no one who is more diligent than you. '

Of course, she just said these words in her stomach, because she felt that although the little monk in front of her looked stupid every day, she was definitely not as stupid as she seemed on the surface. Never won.For example, this morning, Xuan Xin asked her, "Miss Li, have you ever thought about what your plans will be if you can't get out of this city in the future?"

Li Yuewen, who had never thought about this question, froze for a moment, then shook her head slightly, "Impossible, I will definitely be able to get out."

What she said was 'certainly can', not 'must'... Noticing the other party's words, the little monk scratched his bald head, put his hands together, and said with a smile: "but you can't go out at all, the gate of the city is guarded by heavy soldiers , They are all highly skilled in martial arts, not to mention you, even the city guards in the City Lord's Mansion will have to spend a lot of trouble if they want to break through by force."

Li Yuewen frowned and said, "There will always be a way."

The little monk still didn't give up, and persuaded him: "The abbot always told me that people should do what they can. Of course, I don't mean to discourage the girl's confidence... How should I put it, girl, have you ever studied martial arts?"

"No."

"What specialties does the girl have?"

Li Yuewen was stunned for a moment, and originally wanted to say, I will see a doctor to save people, but when he thought that the little monk in front of him is a very outstanding miracle doctor, so outstanding that almost everyone in the whole city has been treated by him, he said this sentence If you say that, it's a bit of a joke and self-inflicted humiliation.

Li Yuewen shook her head, "I have no specialty."

"Then what confidence do you have, dare to say that you will be able to go out?"

Honest words hurt the most.

Li Yuewen became angry from embarrassment, "Someone will come to save me!"

The little monk smiled, "I don't think it's possible."

……

In the evening, the gates of the city opened.

The city guard in charge of patrolling the snow mountain carried four unconscious people back to Leicheng.

The little monk standing at the gate of the city saw it.

He hurried back to the temple, came to the small firewood room, knocked on the door, and shouted to the woman who was already resting inside: "Miss Li, no one will come to rescue you."

Li Yuewen opened the door irritably, and asked, "What's wrong with you? What do you mean by that?"

The little monk clasped his hands together, "Miss Li, your friend was also taken to Leicheng, and you can't get out."