When his disciples came back to take a look, they didn't disturb Fangzheng. They ate and did whatever they needed to do.
Just like that, the day passed.
The next day, Fangzheng continued sitting cross-legged without any intention of moving. His disciples gathered together and studied him. Squirrel was a little worried.
Red Boy shook his head and said, "There's nothing to worry about. According to the records of scientists, an ordinary person can last three days and three nights without eating or drinking! If they drink water, they can last seven days and seven nights. Master ate such a huge jar of spirit ginseng soup. It won't be a problem for him to starve for half a month! "
When the disciples saw how confident Red Boy was, they immediately heaved a sigh of relief and dispersed.
As more and more visitors came and went, they would see Fangzheng sitting there motionless. Red Boy's answer to them was: "Master is meditating over the Buddhist Dharma …"
Everyone found it interesting in the beginning, but as time passed, no one paid attention to it. No one expected Fangzheng to sit there for days.
Soon, it was Friday. Friday afternoon was the time for the county hospital to do a cleanup.
Jiang Ting skillfully fetched water, climbed up the window, and began wiping the glass.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yumin felt a little uneasy. Although he claimed that Fangzheng was unreliable, after his investigation, it seemed like the brick and the combined harvester incident was related to Mt. One Finger and the young monk in One Finger Monastery. Furthermore, Jiang Ting had called Monkey over the moment they returned. Monkey had also called Fatty over. With the two of them testifying, it left a seed of doubt in Zhao Yumin and Ruan Xianghe's hearts once again. Could it be that the monk really had divine powers? But he didn't look like an accomplished monk at all.
But over the next few days, Zhao Yumin lay in bed, thinking about it day and night. He recalled everything that had happened that day, and it seemed like Fangzheng really hadn't done anything. He hadn't even spoken much. The entire time, they had been talking and reprimanding him in a self-righteous manner. Furthermore, Fangzheng hadn't been angry in the beginning. Instead, it was Ruan Xianghe who had forced him to prove himself that infuriated him. Fangzheng gave Zhao Yumin the feeling that he was angry after being maligned.
"If he really has divine powers, what Xianghe said is indeed a little hurtful." Zhao Yumin finally came to a conclusion. They had been wrong from the beginning when they went up the mountain.
Zhao Yumin had also mentioned this to Ruan Xianghe. When Ruan Xianghe heard it, she didn't say a word, but she didn't retort either. Zhao Yumin knew that Ruan Xianghe probably agreed with him. At the very least, she knew that she had been a little too agitated back then. Even if the other party's gaze was rude, she shouldn't have put on airs to reprimand him or even suspect him. That in itself was already hurtful enough.
This matter was already over, so the two of them decided to let it go and not bring it up again.
However, every time Zhao Yumin saw Jiang Ting, he would recall Fangzheng's words to Jiang Ting. Therefore, he would always pay attention to Jiang Ting.
Today, during the cleaning, Zhao Yumin's heart was in a mess. Hence, he came out of the office and looked for Jiang Ting.
As soon as he entered, he saw Jiang Ting cleaning the windows. Zhao Yumin subconsciously reminded her, "Jiang Ting, be careful when you're cleaning the windows …"
"Ah, okay … Ah!" When Jiang Ting turned around to reply, her feet slipped, and she screamed as she fell!
Zhao Yumin was dumbfounded. This was the sixteenth floor! To fall from such a height … With this in mind, Zhao Yumin's mind buzzed and went blank.
Jiang Ting was his old friend's granddaughter. He had watched her grow up and was extremely fond of her. Now … With this in mind, Zhao Yumin cried on the spot. He hurriedly ran down the stairs, shouting as he ran. "Save her! Save her!" At the same time, he cursed Fangzheng inwardly. Didn't you say that Bodhisattva would protect Jiang Ting even if she was in trouble? Where was Bodhisattva?
Zhao Yumin took the elevator and went down to the first floor. At the same time, he took out his cell phone and hesitated. Should he tell his old friend about the grievous news?
Or should he?
At that moment, the matron ran over anxiously and shouted, "Director!"
"Don't talk about it! I got it! Don't talk about it first. Do your best to save her! No matter what, save her first! " Zhao Yumin also knew that falling from the 16th floor, especially on the hard concrete road, was impossible unless a deity descended from heaven or a Buddha manifested. Otherwise, even a National Healer would not be able to save him. However, he still held on to a sliver of hope. At the same time, he was also avoiding it. It was as though knowing the outcome a minute later was the best.
In the end, the head nurse stood there with a bitter expression and said, "Director, no … I mean …"
"Don't say anything! Find the best doctor and save her! "said Zhao Yumin.
The matron wore a look of helplessness. "No … Director, Little Jiang …"
Zhao Yumin was infuriated. Why was this child so blind!? He flung his hand and said angrily, "If you have the time, why don't you save her!?"
With that said, Zhao Yumin strode out. Although he wanted to escape, he ultimately had to face reality! After the heartache, he bravely walked out. However, his mind was still a little adrift. His attention was not focused on what was ahead of him. Furthermore, he walked fast enough …
Then …
Bam!
"Aiyah … Who is it?" Zhao Yumin was anxious. Having bumped into someone, his usual good temper turned into a violent one. Just as he was about to berate them, he looked up and saw a familiar face! It was Jiang Ting, who had a look of shock and joy after surviving a calamity!
"Jiang Ting?" Zhao Yumin was stunned rooted to the ground.
"Ah …" Jiang Ting subconsciously nodded.
"I …" Zhao Yumin felt his heart palpitate. Was she a living person or a ghost? Blood surged to his head as his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Director!?" Jiang Ting exclaimed as she rushed forward with the others. They helped Zhao Yumin up and sent him to bed …
By the time Zhao Yumin woke up, an hour had passed. He looked at Jiang Ting and kept rubbing his eyes. He asked, "Are you really fine?"
"Director, I'm fine," Jiang Ting said helplessly.
Zhao Yumin got the others to take their leave and sat up. He asked with a serious expression, "What … What happened? You didn't fall? Or did you hang somewhere? "
Jiang Ting shook her head and said, "I did fall down. I fell onto the cement road. To be honest, I thought I was going to die. "
"Then you …" Zhao Yumin looked at Jiang Ting. For some reason, Fangzheng's words flashed in his mind. Bodhisattva protected her! Was it really Bodhisattva protecting her?
Jiang Ting thought for a moment and whispered, "When I landed, I seemed to hear someone whispering into my ear."
"Oh? What did he say? "Zhao Yumin asked.
"Amitabha," said Jiang Ting.
Zhao Yumin felt his heart wrench as he subconsciously shouted, "Bodhisattva protected her?"
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