After the rebirth, the national teacher became popular with metaphysics

It is customary to get up early on the first day of the new year, but Rong Jing is alone and has no one to visit relatives and friends, so she is not in a hurry to get up.

After ten o'clock in the morning, the noise outside has gradually subsided.

After Rong Jing got up and washed, she went to the kitchen to heat up the remaining dishes from last night.

When taking the rice to steam, Rong Jing's eyes moved slightly, but his subordinates took half of the rice too much.

The food was ready quickly, and more than half of the chicken soup was gurgling and steaming.

Rong Jing turned off the fire, and then heard a knock on the door from outside.

"come in."

Getting up to open the door, Rong Jing was not surprised to see the familiar face of the visitor, she glanced at him lightly, and moved away.

Xie Xuanqing came here by himself this time.

He carried two boxes of New Year gifts in his hand.Probably because he didn't hold an umbrella when he came here, and a lot of snow fell on his well-groomed hair and slim black coat, making him look a bit inexplicably embarrassed.

Blinking his eyes, the snow on his eyelashes melted away, and Xie Xuan said softly, "Happy New Year, Rong Jing."

Rong Jing had already turned around and returned to the living room at this time. Hearing the sound, he raised his head, and after two seconds, he also replied: "...Well, happy new year to you too."

Same lines as last night.Xie Xuan smiled lightly, then walked in, and put the gift box he brought on the coffee table.

His eyes turned around the house without a trace.

It was completely different from the atmosphere of ordinary people's New Year's Eve. Rong Jing's house looked just like his own, exuding an overly cold atmosphere.

My heart moved slightly.Xie Xuanqing was not sure how he felt now.Just like he decided to come over early this morning, he couldn't tell what the reason was.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, Rong Jing brought out the hot food, then turned her head and asked him lightly: "Have you eaten yet?"

——At this time, even if you ate it, you didn’t have to eat it.

What's more, Xie Xuanqing really only had a little breakfast before going out.

After washing the bowls and chopsticks a little unskillfully, Xie Xuanqing scooped up half a bowl of soup for himself, bowed his head and took a sip.

Naturally, Rong Jing's craftsmanship can't be compared with the restaurants outside, let alone those chefs in Xie's old house.

But the chicken soup is stewed mellow enough, and the soft scallops and abalone melt into the soup. It is a hot bowl in winter, but it is the most enjoyable.

In particular, Rong Jing used spiritual energy to stimulate the savory flavor in scallops and dried abalone, and then warmed it in a crock pot for a night. Now the taste of drinking is even more delicious than before.

Xie Xuanqing tentatively drank half a bowl, but his appetite was really aroused.

Rong Jing happened to be on a whim this morning, so she calculated this point casually, and the extra steamed rice happened to be two bowls per person.

After eating, Xie Xuanqing consciously put away the bowls and chopsticks, took them to the kitchen and washed them carefully.

Rong Jing: "There's a dishwasher over there."

Xie Xuanqing: "..."

Calmly putting the almost washed dishes into the dishwasher, Xie Xuan came out of the kitchen lightly, with transparent water stains on his bony fingers.

Rong Jing raised her eyes and took a look, then pushed the tissue box over casually.

Xie Xuan glanced lightly.Then he took out a few sheets of paper and wiped the water stains on his hands and body after the snowflakes melted away.

"Mister, are you going out?" Throwing the used tissue into the trash can, Xie Xuanqing noticed Rong Jing's extra coat and asked.

"En." Rong Jing didn't refute, but responded lightly, and then said, "You also go together."

Xie Xuanqing: "?"

Although he was a bit puzzled, Xie Xuanqing still said hello, and then followed Rong Jing out of the house.

The room was heated, and as soon as he went out, the wet and cold wind blew in through the window in the corridor, and the fingertips that had just warmed up instantly became cold.

Rong Guoshi has a cold temperament, but he himself is afraid of the cold.Frowning slightly, she pulled down the hat on her head, and Rong Jing put her hands firmly in her pockets again.

Seeing this, Xie Xuanqing paused for a moment before closing the door, then turned around and went in, and came out with an umbrella.

"It's snowing outside."

The first snow in Beijing falls on the first day of the new year.When Xie Xuanqing came over, the sky was completely covered with white snow, and the clear snow fell on the warm skin, and it turned into snow water in a short while.

Rong Jing lowered her eyes, but said nothing.

Walking out of the corridor, there was a burst of cold and fresh breath.A thin layer of light snow has accumulated on the green belt of the community, and the smell of fir trees is mixed with the coolness of snowflakes.

Opening the umbrella to block the snowflakes falling on his head, Xie Xuan walked lightly to Rong Jing's side, and could vaguely feel the faint warmth from Rong Jing's body.

Wei Wei lost his mind for a moment, Xie Xuanqing quickly came back to his senses, and walked forward beside Rong Jing holding an umbrella.

As he walked, he found that Rong Jing seemed to be looking for something purposefully.

Looking up at the sign of the vegetable market at the door, Xie Xuan lightly put away the umbrella, and saw that Rong Jing had already walked to one of the vegetable stalls.

"Sister-in-law Zhang? Sister-in-law Zhang is not here these days. Young man, why are you looking for her?" The old man who knew Rong Jing recognized Rong Jing's face at a glance, and asked him with some puzzled glances.

"Something." Rong Jing said lightly.

The old man glanced at him, and couldn't figure out what the other party would want to find Mrs. Zhang.

But he didn't look like a bad guy, so he clicked his lips, and the old man said, "Last night wasn't New Year's Eve. Everyone closed the stall early and went home, and Mrs. Zhang didn't stay long, and closed the stall with us." Let's go. But she said that relatives might come to the door today, so after closing the stall yesterday, I went to buy some preserved meat and lo-mei..."

Their vegetable market also sells cured meat and lo mei, and the old man couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to go to another market to buy it.

"Anyway, that's what happened. Auntie Zhang accidentally fell down when she went shopping because the ground was too slippery."

However, because the market over there was relatively far away, not many people went there. Mrs. Zhang lay there for a long time, and was not seen and sent to the hospital until a car passed by at night.

"I heard that she was run over by a car during the few hours she was lying there... Sigh." The old man sighed and said, "It's the first day of the new year, Mrs. Zhang is probably still lying in the hospital. "

Her family's family conditions are not good. The old man came to set up a stall today, so he also took care of the other party's dry goods stall. He could help a little.

Only then did Xie Xuanqing notice that no one was there at the dry goods stall next to him.

Hearing this, Rong Jing frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

Xie Xuan lightly looked away, and looked at the old man again: "Then do you know which hospital this Mrs. Zhang is in now?"

He was tall and straight, and his appearance was even more handsome.Even if the momentum brought about by being in a high position for a long time has been restrained deliberately, it is very different among ordinary people.

The old man looked at him and Rong Jing a few times, and became more suspicious in his heart: "You asked so carefully...is it from the Community Poverty Alleviation Office?"

Xie Xuanqing: "..."

Rong Jing couldn't help but "...".

Fortunately, the old man just asked this question. Seeing that the two of them really wanted to find Mrs. Zhang for something, after thinking about it, he closed the two stalls and said, "The hospital is very close, let me take you there."

Was he worried about letting Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing go alone.

Rong Jing didn't mind either, she just nodded.

Xie Xuanqing watched from the side, and also had no opinion.

To be honest, he still doesn't know what Rong Jing wanted to do with that "Sister-in-law Zhang".But when he watched Rong Jing being dragged by the old man to babble about all kinds of household chores, he somehow felt that it was not bad.

"You young man is really stupid, just wear this little?" Xie Xuanqing was thinking about it, the old man turned his head and said his sentence again, pointing to Rong Jing and said, "This young man is well dressed." thick."

But it seems a little too thick, right?

Xie Xuanqing usually has the image of a vigorous and iron-fisted god in the mall, and few people dare to point fingers at him like this.Looking down at Rong Jing's expression, the other party's amber eyes were hidden in the shadow cast by the hat, and looked a little childish and sullen.

A smile flashed across his lips, and Xie Xuan responded to the old man's "accusation" in a rare way.

"Ah."

One and two are boring gourds.The old man muttered something in his heart, and took Rong Jing and the others to turn two streets, and arrived at the nearby People's Hospital.

Walk through the aisle familiarly.The old man brought Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing to the second floor of the inpatient department.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm.Even though today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, the number of patients in the hospital has not decreased. The painful groans of patients came from the ward, carrying a decadent atmosphere.

That is sickness, but also death.

Rong Jing calmly followed the old man through the corridor and came to a ward.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, I brought someone to see you." The old man yelled and opened the door to enter, only to find that there were several other people standing in the ward.

The injured Mrs. Zhang was lying on the hospital bed, her already old face looked pale and haggard at this moment, only a little smile was still hanging on her mouth, which made her still have a trace of popularity.

"Who are these?" the old man asked.

Mrs. Zhang hurt her thigh and waist this time, and she couldn't get up for a while. When she saw the old man coming, she lay down on the bed and smiled, "These are some of my son's colleagues...Master Qi, why are you here?"

When talking about her son, Mrs. Zhang's expression was a little gloomy.

When Uncle Qi saw it, he quickly changed the subject: "Oh, today I was selling vegetables in the market and I took a look at the stall for you, and then the young man who bought a lot of dry goods at your stall the day before yesterday came and said he needed something from you, so I will tell you brought him here."

"What's the problem with dry goods?" When it comes to this aspect, Mrs. Zhang looked a little anxious.

Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing also pushed the door and walked in at this time.

It was not Uncle Qi or Mrs. Zhang who first noticed the two of them, but those colleagues.

"Mr. Rong, Mr. Xie?" Some familiar voices rang in his ears, Xie Xuan raised his eyes lightly and saw Zhou Songyun's face.

Zhou Songyun himself didn't expect that the mother who just came to care about the sick and retired brothers in the department would also meet Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing. She stood there and stared for a while before she dared to confirm their identities.

The hat on Rong Jing's head was taken off when she came in, and her thick silver-white long hair was scattered over her shoulders, which looked unusual.

Uncle Qi and Mrs. Zhang were also taken aback for a moment: "You...know each other?"

Zhou Songyun looked at the faces of Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing, and nodded slightly: "I know."

"That's really a coincidence." Mrs. Zhang smiled, and looked at Rong Jing's silver hair a few more times, but she politely didn't ask any more questions, just asked, "I heard that Uncle Qi said that you are looking for me." , Is there something wrong with the dry goods you bought before?"

Rong Jing shook her head, walked over to take a closer look at her eyes and Yintang, and suddenly asked: "Didn't I tell you to go back early that day?"

Mrs. Zhang's complexion changed slightly, and then she forced a smile: "Because I thought that there might be guests coming to my house for dinner today, the food is too shabby and unappealing, so I wanted to add some braised meat to make it look better."

I didn't expect to be so unlucky, I fell down and was run over by a passing car.

As she spoke, her eyes were also red, and Uncle Qi hurriedly comforted her when she saw this.

Rong Jing looked at her quietly with a calm expression.

Xie Xuanqing and Zhou Song at the side also vaguely sensed something, and frowned slightly at this time, looking at Rong Jing and Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang was a little flustered by them, she clenched the quilt with her fingers, raised her head and asked Rong Jing, "What else is there for this little brother? If there is nothing else, I'm going to rest..."

"You were begging to die on purpose yesterday." Before Mrs. Zhang could finish her sentence, Rong Jing looked at her and gently expressed her thoughts yesterday.

Uncle Qi was shocked when he heard the words, especially after he saw the look on Aunt Zhang's face, he couldn't help asking: "Sister Zhang, what are you..."

Rong Jing thought Mrs. Zhang's face was a little strange before.She was not that kind of evil person, and she didn't seem to have owed any evil debts in her last life. How could her fate be so miserable in this life, even in her old age?

But at that time, he and Mrs. Zhang had only met each other once, and there was not much to do. He only reminded the other party to avoid bloody disasters as much as possible.

However, when she woke up today, Rong Jing casually made up a hexagram, but calculated that instead of completely avoiding the catastrophe, she had faint signs of encountering a catastrophe.

But in the end it hasn't really turned into a death calamity.

The news contained in the hexagrams is extremely complicated, and Xie Xuanqing happened to come to the door at that time. This kind of coincidence cannot be regarded as a pure coincidence in the metaphysical world, so Rong Jing took Xie Xuanqing out together and found the market Uncle Qi, who sells vegetables, followed him to the hospital.

When she came to the hospital to see Mrs. Zhang's palace and eyes, it was not difficult for Rong Jing to see that Mrs. Zhang actually wanted to die yesterday.

As for why...

Zhou Songyun frowned: "Aunt Zhang, what do you mean?"

Mrs. Zhang lowered her head, and after two seconds, she said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I fell there on purpose yesterday, and just wait for a car to pass by and crush me to death."

She is really suffering.In the first half of his life, he was married to a non-human being, and finally escaped, but his only son became a vegetable because of a mission.

Mrs. Zhang doesn't hate anyone, it's a good thing to fight for the country.She just felt that it was too difficult for her. Why, why did she encounter these things by herself?And why wasn't she lying on the hospital bed instead of her son, getting weaker day by day?

What Uncle Qi told Rong Jing the day before yesterday was not a lie, Mrs. Zhang's son really couldn't bear it any longer.

It's just that the doctor told her yesterday that if conditions permit, she can actually try another therapy to stimulate the patient's cerebral cortex to see if it can bring back the patient's consciousness.

But this kind of treatment requires a lot of money. Mrs. Zhang runs the dry goods stall day and night, and the money she saves is not enough for her son to stay in the hospital for an extra month.

"...So I thought, if I die, will the person who crushed me lose money? Will he be able to save my son by then?"

Her thoughts were innocent but with a hint of helplessness, she sighed, and Mrs. Zhang said again, "But when I was really run over by a car, I thought, if I really die, who will continue to take care of him?" ?”

Besides, if she died under someone else's car, if she had a conscience to pay some money, if she had no money and no conscience...then her death would be for nothing.

"You probably think it's ridiculous when I say this..." Mrs. Zhang said hoarsely.

In fact, for a moment, she really didn't want to live anymore.Why live?She has suffered all kinds of hardships in her life, even if she dies, she will not be as sad as her life.

"Why didn't you think of applying for a donation in the past?" Xie Xuan listened to her in silence, and then said.

"The treatment fee is indeed expensive, but now many charities have opened the application channel, you can try to apply for it."

Mrs. Zhang's son was injured on duty, and she could even apply for a special relief fund from the government department.

Xie Xuanqing's tone was not bad, even considered calm.

He was just a little puzzled.

Zhou Songyun came back to his senses, and said: "Yes, Aunt Zhang, you can tell me, I will go and apply to the leader."

Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

She has been used to being lonely all her life, and when faced with the kindness of others, she would immediately deny and reject it, so how could she think of seeking funding from charity organizations and even Zhou Songyun and others?

Looking at her expression, Zhou Songyun knew that she had never thought of asking them for help, and his expression became even worse: "Aunt Zhang, you didn't even tell us, and you just want to exchange your life for money... "

To put it bluntly, her behavior is actually chilling.

Mrs. Zhang also lowered her head.

Seeing this, Zhou Songyun couldn't say anything more.

It was Rong Jing who hadn't spoken much before, who said, "Who told you that you can get compensation in this way?"

Mrs. Zhang shook her head, she couldn't say anything, but she just subconsciously felt that it would be good if she could save her son.

Hearing this, Rong Jing lowered her eyes slightly: "Is your son's ward also here?"

Mrs. Zhang reacted for a while before she understood that he was asking about her son's ward, and said softly "um", "Are you... are his colleagues too?"

For some reason, Mrs. Zhang always felt that this young man gave her an extremely mysterious feeling. When those amber eyes looked at him lightly, she dared not hide anything.

"Not counting." Rong Jing replied, "Mind if I go and have a look?"

That's nothing to mind.

Mrs. Zhang gave a wry smile, struggling to remember to lead the way.

Seeing this, Zhou Songyun quickly helped her into his hands, then turned to look at Rong Jing: "Mr. Rong... Did you find anything?"

He knows Rong Jing's abilities best, the other party can predict Bai Peilan's movements in advance, maybe they also noticed something strange at this time.

"I can't tell." Rong Jing said lightly.

Uncle Qi felt something vaguely, and couldn't help asking: "Young man, what are you...?"

Mrs. Zhang was actually a little puzzled, but she was inexplicably looking forward to it in her heart, and she waved her hand: "Jingyao's ward is upstairs, and the doctor said that his illness is a bit strange, and he needs more complicated checkups every day, so he hasn't come here in exchange. .”

But the price of the intensive care unit is much more expensive than that of the ordinary ward. Mrs. Zhang sells dry goods every day, and most of the money she earns is spent on this.

Going up the elevator with Sheng, Rong Jing felt a little familiar fluctuation as soon as she got out of the elevator door.

Eyelashes trembled slightly, Rong Jing followed Zhou Songyun and Mrs. Zhang towards Zhang Jingyao's ward.

Probably due to the loss of muscles from sleeping for too long, Zhang Jingyao looked a little thinner.

Under the support of Zhou Songyun, Mrs. Zhang reluctantly bent down and touched his face, with complicated emotions in her eyes.

Rong Jing also walked over, looking down at the face of the young man on the bed.

Even though he was a little thinner, Zhang Jingyao could vaguely see that Zhang Jingyao should have a very decent appearance in the first place, his eyebrows were like a knife and his nose was like a sword.

He and Mrs. Zhang are close blood relatives, and the fate between the two is closely related. It seems that Mrs. Zhang's life of hardship is also related to the turning point.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Zhang Jingyao for a while, then backed away a few steps.She is not stupid either, from Zhou Songyun's attitude towards Rong Jing and Rong Jing's ability to accurately describe what happened to her, she vaguely guessed something.

"Do you remember how he was injured?" Rong Jing asked suddenly.

This question does not need Mrs. Zhang to answer, Zhou Songyun can answer it.

Zhang Jingyao was also a member of the special department before.

In one mission, Li Gui controlled a seven or eight-year-old girl to jump off the fifth floor. Because this move was too unexpected, the colleagues downstairs were hardly prepared——

But Zhang Jingyao was the closest to the little girl at that time, so he rushed over, pasted the talisman paper refined by the celestial master on the little girl and pushed her back, but his center of gravity was unstable and he fell from the fifth floor.

Afterwards, Li Gui felt that Zhang Jingyao had spoiled his good deed, so he paid the price of being wiped out, and hit Zhang Jingyao who fell down for the last time.

The majestic yin energy immediately poured into Zhang Jingyao's body. Even though the higher-ups in the department asked the celestial master to remove the yin energy from his body, it was too late in the end, and Zhang Jingyao became a vegetable.

When Zhou Songyun spoke, his tone was a bit heavy, Rong Jing listened quietly, and then her fingertips were a little weak on the center of Zhang Jingyao's eyebrows.

A ray of Yin Qi that seemed to be absent slowly dissipated.

Zhou Songyun and the others watched with bated breath, only to see that after the cloud of yin energy dissipated, Rong Jing's movements continued.

Two pale yellow talismans were held between his slender and beautiful fingers. Uncle Qi finally knew what Rong Jing was doing now, but he opened his mouth as he looked at the quiet atmosphere around him, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Lend me your evil spirit." Rong Jing said without looking back.

Xie Xuanqing was the first to know that what he said was aimed at herself, and asked subconsciously, "How do you borrow it?"

Rong Jing remained silent, but her other free hand lightly tapped Xie Xuanqing's wrist.

A burst of extremely strong evil spirit curled up on his fingertips, and he sent it into Zhang Jingyao's body without hesitation.

After the evil spirit entered his body, Zhang Jingyao, who had been in a coma, snorted and trembled all over.There were also bulging blue veins on his pale face, and his body was curled up, as if something was fighting and fighting inside him.

Mrs. Zhang's face changed drastically when she saw this, but seeing Rong Jing's calm expression, she didn't dare to disturb her easily, so she could only grab Zhou Songyun's arm and stare at it with her teeth fixed for a moment.