"Master, it's snowing!"
The door opened and Lone Wolf rushed in excitedly. His fluffy fur was covered in snow from his previous life, but he ignored it and jumped onto the stove bed. All his fur instantly began dripping with water.
Fangzheng hurriedly kicked the darn dog down and said, "You're covered in snow. Why are you on the stove bed?"
Lone Wolf grinned and shook his fur. The snow that had yet to melt and the rain scattered all over the room. Fangzheng immediately touched the feather duster beside the stove bed.
When Lone Wolf saw this, he turned around and ran out …
Only then did Fangzheng give up. He leaned against the window and looked out. Indeed, after a night, there was a thick layer of snow outside.
This was the first snow of winter. The snow was very sticky. It stuck to the eaves and did not fall off. When it landed on a tree, it would crush the tree, but it would not be shaken off by the wind. This was also the most dangerous snow. It was very easy for it to crush saplings …
However, this was also the most fun snow. This was because it was the first snow of winter. Even northeasterners who grew up in the northeast were especially happy to see this snowy scene.
Fangzheng did not go out, but he could hear the disciples in the front yard fooling around. There was also Jingkuan's wailing. "Senior Brother! You have gone too far! You are bullying me … I'm not Snowball! Master, save me … "
Fangzheng chuckled, pushed open the door, and walked out. Standing at the back door, he leaned against the door railing and looked at the front yard.
Fangzheng did not say a word, but the disciples heard him. All of them immediately stopped and turned to bow at Fangzheng. "Greetings, Master."
Fangzheng looked around. From left to right, they were Lone Wolf, Monkey, Red Boy, and Salted Fish. In the distance, there was a dilapidated old car … Only Squirrel was missing.
Fangzheng asked, "Where's Squirrel?"
He saw a snowman's head shake. Following that, Squirrel's head popped out. He shouted angrily, "Master, they are too much! They wrapped me in a snowball and rolled! Is there such a senior and junior brother? "
Fangzheng nodded. "They are indeed too much."
Squirrel hurriedly got himself out of the snowball and sat on the snowman's head. He shouted, "Master, you have to be the judge."
Fangzheng looked at the other disciples. They were either looking down at the snow or up at the sky.
Fangzheng said, "You can't bully Jingkuan like that. If you want to make a snowball, make it big …"
When Squirrel heard that, he knew that something was amiss. Just as he was about to run, a few of his fellow disciples suddenly ran over and stuffed him into the snowball. Then, Lone Wolf and Monkey pushed the snowball and ran off. The snowball grew bigger and bigger as Squirrel's cries remained loud and clear. Unfortunately, it could not stop.
Fangzheng sat by the door and watched his disciples have fun. He felt relaxed …
"Abbot, can you give me a bowl of wine to warm my body? Although gasoline tastes good, it's still more comfortable to drink alcohol in this winter, "the classic car said as it came up to them.
Fangzheng rolled his eyes when he heard that. "Alcohol is not allowed in the monastery."
"I'm drinking alcohol, not wine," the classic car argued.
"That won't do either!"
As he spoke, Qin Shou heard someone wailing as they rushed up the mountain. As they ran, they shouted, "Abbot Fangzheng, save me! Help! "
Qin Shou was taken aback as he pushed open the monastery's door and looked out.
He saw a youth dressed in thin clothes running over with his head lowered. Behind him were three men chasing closely. One of them suddenly raised his hand and smashed a pole at the youth's back!
Qin Shou frowned and flicked his finger, causing the pole to fall to the ground with a thud.
At the same time, Qin Shou took a step aside as the youth charged into One Finger Monastery.
When the three men saw the youth enter One Finger Monastery, they stopped.
One of them had short hair and looked extremely fierce. However, when he saw Fangzheng, he forced a smile and went forward. "Abbot Fangzheng, hello."
The present Fangzheng was no longer the Fangzheng of the past. He was so famous that no one dared to belittle him.
Qin Shou pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Patron, why are you pursuing a child so relentlessly?"
The two men behind the short-haired man were about to speak when the short-haired man glared at them, causing them to fall silent.
The short-haired man said, "My name is Yang Cheng. I'm a doctor. The person who just entered is a patient of our hospital. He refused to receive treatment and forcefully left. When we discovered him, we chased after him. We ended up chasing him all the way up the mountain.
Abbot Fangzheng, logically speaking, we could have informed the patient's parents directly if he had run away.
However, the child was too mischievous. Not only did he leave the hospital, but he also ran away from home. Although we are a hospital, the child's parents sent him to our hospital as a sign of their trust in us. Due to various considerations, we informed his parents and came out to help find him.
Just today, we found him in an internet cafe in Songwu County. Do you think we should bring him back? "
Fangzheng was alarmed when he heard that. He never expected the three bandit-like men in front of him to be doctors!
At that moment, the child's horrified voice sounded from the monastery. "Master, they aren't doctors. They are demons! They aren't human! "
Yang Cheng said with a bitter smile, "Master, look at that child. He looks so fierce. How does he look like a child? Sigh … It's all the Internet's fault. He was such a good child in the past, but now … "
Fangzheng turned his head to look at the child. The child was only wearing a black sweater. His pants were also thin autumn pants. There didn't seem to be any warmth inside. He was trembling in the cold winter. It was unknown if it was because of his excitement or the cold wind, but his face was especially red.
From Fangzheng's experience, the child's face was likely frozen. This was because there were some places that were about to crack and bleed!
This kind of cold was something that southerners could hardly understand. Only people who lived in a world of ice and snow understood that some cold wasn't cold, but pain. Some people were really cold. It wasn't pain, but they didn't feel anything. Some people were especially cold. It wasn't that they didn't feel anything, but that some organs had been damaged unknowingly …
Now, the child was in a frozen state where he didn't feel anything. His skin had cracked open, but blood couldn't flow out.
Under such circumstances, the best thing to do was to quickly keep warm.
However, the child didn't find a place to keep warm. Instead, he was like a drowning person who had grabbed onto the last straw. He placed all his hopes on Fangzheng.
Hence, Fangzheng asked, "Are you really doctors?"
Yang Cheng nodded with certainty. "Of course. Wait a moment. I have identification."
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