"Save my child!"

"Please, save my child!"

Not far away, a number of cars collided with each other. All the people in the car had bruises and were carried out.

There were several children among them, the youngest of whom looked to be no more than ten years old.

Moreover, the injuries of these children were far more severe than those of adults, and they could die at any time. The mother of the children cried loudly, regardless of her own injuries, and kept begging people around her to save her children.

However, it is still a long way from the hospital. Even if passersby have dialed 120, it will still take more than half an hour for the hospital doctor to arrive.

And some of those children could no longer survive half an hour.

Noticing the crying mothers and dying children, Chen Pingan felt very uncomfortable, so he headed towards the car accident as quickly as possible.

At this moment, a swift figure flew from the rice field on the roadside. It was several times faster than the wind, but it was like a breeze. Until the figure flashed past Chen Pingan, the straw in the rice field just bent slightly. .

In an instant, this figure came to the most seriously injured child, then took the child from the mother, took out a pill from the cuff, crushed it, and fed it into the child's mouth.

The moment the elixir entered his mouth, the child's complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, the man tapped five acupoints on the child's heart and helped the child stop the bleeding.

Good posture!

Good medical skills!

Good medicine!

Looking at this old monk who was about seventy years old, wearing cassocks, and with kind eyes, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

With his medical skills, he could naturally see how amazingly effective the elixir that the old monk had just given the child was.

Moreover, the person who just passed by Chen Pingan was this old monk.

You must know that Chen Pingan was rushing at full speed just now, but he was still easily surpassed by this old monk, which proved that this old monk was better than Chen Pingan in terms of strength and physical skills.

"Amitabha."

"Little donor, since you also have the heart to help and the ability to help, please stop watching and please make good connections."

There were six seriously injured children, and in addition to these children, there were more than ten injured adults. No matter how good the old monk's medical skills were, it would be impossible to take care of so many people at the same time.

So when the old monk was treating the second child, he turned his back to Chen Pingan and said.

When Chen Ping'an heard this, he didn't waste any time. He came to the injured person's side as quickly as possible, took out the golden needles and elixirs, and began to treat him.

Moreover, the elixirs Chen Pingan took out, as well as the acupuncture and moxibustion methods that helped the wounded stabilize their injuries, were no weaker than those of the old monk.

Noticing this, the old monk couldn't help but take another look at Chen Pingan, especially when he noticed the golden needle in Chen Pingan's hand, a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes full of vicissitudes of life and chaos.

But soon, the old monk came to his senses and began to concentrate on treating the wounded.

Time passed quickly, half an hour flew by, and the ambulance came quickly.

During this period, Chen Ping'an and the old monk helped stabilize the injuries of all the injured, so that no one died in such a serious car accident.

After the two people noticed that the ambulance and medical staff had arrived, they quietly retreated without anyone paying attention.

"Amitabha."

"The young benefactor has excellent medical skills, is compassionate, and does not care about false reputation. I admire him."

The old monk who left with Chen Pingan clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Chen Pingan on the way.

"The holy monk is serious, it's just a little effort."

Chen Ping'an responded politely, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither humble nor arrogant, good mood."

"The little benefactor has a compassionate heart and has made many good connections today, and there will be good rewards in the future."

The old monk's turbid eyes, which seemed to be able to see through everything, kept looking at Chen Ping'an, with more and more admiration on his face.

"Don't ask for good rewards, just ask for peace of mind."

Chen Ping'an had long seen how extraordinary the old monk was.

In addition, the old monk rescued people without charging a penny, which also earned Chen Ping'an a lot of respect.

"A good person doesn't seek good rewards, but only seeks peace of mind."

"Little donor, great kindness!"

Hearing this, the old monk's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration!

"Amitabha."

"The old man saw that the young benefactor was compassionate and had a world in his heart. He also had a predestined relationship with me, so there was a good relationship. I wonder if the young benefactor would accept it?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name sincerely.

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