After Rebirth, the Buddha-like Star Is a Medical Expert

Yun Zewu made a promise with his assistant at the door of Shi Wangyue's office, saying that he would not disturb his boss after entering, and the assistant pushed open the closed door of the office in front of him almost silently.

After the door was slowly opened, Yun Zewu caught sight of the young man who was quietly writing scriptures with a writing brush at his desk.

The young man has correct to impeccable facial features, and meticulously outlines the beautiful outline. Under the faint shadow of his eyes, there is a natural noble and indifferent temperament, like a snow-white orchid at the bottom of a secluded valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from the bottom of his heart .

He just stood in the room so quietly, like a god above the nine heavens.

His elegant demeanor is not like everything in the world.

As soon as Yun Zewu had such a thought in his mind, he suppressed it cruelly: "No, for the sake of the happiness of all mankind, I have to find a goblin to pull him back into the world of mortals. The world is so prosperous and artificial, but he is so buddhist. It’s not good, it’s not good.”

"... Is the boss very Buddhist?" The assistant had doubts on his face.

The boss is not an ordinary person, and the assistant is also very wonderful.

Yun Zewu sighed, stretched out his hand to touch the assistant's shoulder, and asked him to look at his boss carefully: "Look at him, he is younger than you, but he never wants to fall in love or have a girlfriend. He knows everything except work every day." Burning incense, copying scriptures, kowtowing, are you still not a Buddha?"

The assistant pursed his lips, thought for a while and replied, "Do you fight against the holy Buddha? Eating fast and chanting Buddha's name doesn't hinder the kind that encounters gods and gods, ghosts and ghosts?"

The assistant has been with Shi Mochizuki for a year, and deals with the boss every day.

According to his observations, he feels that his boss, apart from these things he does every day, is really not buddhist from the inside out.

Where is the Buddha who has such a keen sense of money, and who is so powerful when fighting in the mall? !

"...It seems to be the same."

...

Yun Zewu kept his word and didn't make things difficult for his assistant.

After entering Shi Mochizuki's office, he did not speak, but sat quietly on the sofa in the reception area, quietly drinking the coffee brought by the company's new secretary.

It wasn't until I saw the child finished writing a Heart Sutra and put down the pen that I asked, "You always pay attention to time and efficiency. Why do you still spend time doing this every day? Don't you think it's a waste of time?"

The young man unhurriedly put away the scriptures he had just written, "I am used to what I have done since I was a child."

If you don't write every day, you will feel that something is missing.

Yun Zewu smiled and said, "There is an old man in the family who believes in Buddhism, so you have developed such a habit?"

Where in this world are there so many kind-hearted old people who eat fast and chant Buddha?

Shi Mochizuki shook her head slowly, and sat down on the single sofa chair beside him.

He didn't explain it to him.

When he was seven years old, an accident almost ruined the rest of his life.

The huge trauma of childhood gave birth to a child's greatest fear, and those fears instantly dragged him into a dark abyss.

She was a kind little girl since she was a child. Seeing that he could not sleep peacefully every night in the hospital and was attacked by pain, she taught him to read scriptures, copied scriptures for him, and spent that difficult time with him.

Since then, he was also given the tools and reliance to feel at ease when walking in this world.

This is how the habit is formed.

For so many years, he has never stopped day by day, and it has long been unclear whether he is seeking for something, or he is stubbornly insisting on following her path since he was young.

She doesn't miss her homework every day, how dare he slack off?

Obviously he didn't have a good rest last night, Yun Zewu finished his cup of coffee and called the secretary outside the door to refill him.

"Wait a minute." The secretary with a delicate face and elegant demeanor took the empty glass in front of him.

Waiting for coffee refills.

Yun Zewu was thinking about his face, feeling his chin with a green beard that hadn't had time to clean up when he got up early in the morning, and continued to sigh: "Hey, brother, let me introduce you to a girlfriend. If you continue to be so pure-hearted and ascetic, I will would be very guilty."

"unnecessary."

Sure enough, he has no interest in women at all.

Deep worry appeared in Yun Zewu's eyes, he really wanted to ask the child: "Are you still a man?"

After all, the other party has a deep backlog for many years.

He was a little scared and didn't dare.

I had no choice but to approach him with a bitter face, persuading him like an old father: "You had a lot of studies before, and our company has just been established, and there are many things to do. You don't have time to talk about love, and you can be forgiven for ignoring girls. But now, our company is on the right track, you can really have a relationship and enjoy life."

Looking at the unmoved young man in front of him, Yun Zewu felt more and more urgent to find a girlfriend for the kid.

After thinking about it, he said cruelly: "Well, brother will give you ten days off, and help you find a girl by the way. You can get in touch with her. If you haven't enjoyed the beauty of a girl, how can you know the beauty of love?"

The flower of the high mountain in the investment circle on the east coast of North America.

With such good conditions, how can you live as a female insulator?

Isn't this reckless?

Yun Zewu was full of energy, and immediately took out his mobile phone and started flipping through the photos, wanting to see if there were any suitable ones in Moments to introduce to the children.

But he didn't want to, he just found a girl and thought it was a bit suitable, but the young man next to him suddenly said: "Who said I don't have anyone to love?"

Boom, bang...

A mobile phone fell on the granite coffee table, and the screen shattered instantly.

Yun Zewu was dumbfounded.

Until the secretary came in with a strong aroma of coffee, and left again.

He just jumped up from the sofa in shock, "Damn it, brother, I haven't seen a single female rabbit by your side all these years, are you sure you're not joking?"

"I have a beloved person, I have loved her for many years, and I want to marry her."

"..."

Looking at the gentleness that seemed to be dripping from the deep eyes of the young man, Yun Zewu calmed down.

He sat down slowly, his bones were still a little stiff, but he looked at him without blinking.

After discovering that he was not serious all over his body.

He could no longer take his words as a joke.

It turns out that the life in front of me is like an ascetic monk. The seemingly cold-hearted young man is always honest with the opposite sex who catches up with him. It's not that he is naturally cold or indifferent, but that he already has a favorite one. , so I can no longer tolerate others in my eyes.

After a while, he asked dumbly:

"I'm really curious about what kind of girl you fell in love with."

The young man did not hide anything, and confessed openly and frankly:

"The person I love is far away from me. She has a good skin and a heart of gold inside."

She never let him down, gave him the courage and strength to live.

She is always there, radiant like faith.

"So I don't want to touch those bodies I don't like, to respond to those words that I don't feel, to embrace those souls that I have never been moved by."

Looking at the deep eyes of the young man opposite, endless ambition and desire like an abyss instantly rolled up.

Yun Zewu's breathing lagged, and he leisurely picked up the coffee in front of him and drank it.

He drank the whole white "heart" carefully drawn by the little secretary on the cup surface in one gulp.

Don't have a deep sigh:

"It's so sweet."

He is overwhelmed.

The temple probably won't accept ambitious people who have not broken their six dusts.

...

The Ning family's familyday once a week, at dinner time.

"Sister, what's the difference between 100 points and the first place?" Six-year-old Ning Youyu slowly swallowed a mouthful of spinach and asked Ning Youguang next to him.

"The first place is to compare with others, and 100 points is to compare with yourself."

After casually answering the child's question, Ning Youguang picked up another chopstick of spinach for him.

"Sister, I just ate spinach!" Ning Youyu quickly reached out to cover his rice bowl, and pulled it into his arms.

Someone started to fool the children gently and softly.

"You have to eat more spinach, and you will become a strong man and look good after eating spinach."

"Alright then." Ning Youyu let go of his hand.

Ning Yi looked at his son in disgust, and felt that this IQ was no one else.

The corner of the mouth is raised high.

Over there, after Ming Jin laughed heartily, he picked up a chopstick of spinach for his eldest son, and asked concerned: "Have you gone out with Nana recently? How are you getting along?"

Nana is the daughter of a friend of hers. She has good looks, family background, and education. The most important thing is that she has been secretly in love with the Ming Dynasty for a long time.

Ming Jinxin saw that her son had been obsessed with work these years, and he hadn't seen him fall in love, bring a girlfriend back or something, her friend mentioned it to her tactfully, and she introduced the two young people to each other.

Ming Chao looked at the green spinach in the bowl quite speechlessly, whether he picked it up and ate it, and then replied: "I went out with her once, and it didn't feel particularly different, and I probably won't date her again in the future. , I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with her like this without any new ideas.”

When Ming Chao was talking, everyone at the same table was looking at him.

As soon as he said this, except Ning Youyu, who was still silly and sweet, everyone else understood what he meant.

That girl and Young Master Ming have nothing to do with each other.

It's useless for her to like him any more.

Although Ming Chao's language is very euphemistic, it undoubtedly shows that the girl is a very thin and superficial person who can be seen at a glance, and when he gets along with her, he can't find her other attractive qualities.

Ming Jinxin wanted to fight again: "I think Nana is quite lively and cheerful, and has a good personality. Doesn't it just complement your dull temperament?"

Ming Chao nodded, "She is quite lively, but no matter how loud this kind of person laughs, it can't cover up the paleness and boredom in her words, thoughts and even the depths of her soul."

He can chat with this kind of person, but he will never tell her the sad or happy things in his heart.

Having encountered a nail that was not too hard or soft with the elder son, Ming Jin didn't want to go to him to find trouble again.

Turning her head, she saw that the stepdaughter was picking up the younger son's bowl and scooping up soup for him.

Sighing slightly, she shared the news she received today with everyone:

"The youngest daughter of the old director of Huaxin Group committed suicide."

"Dead in the hotel, when the police were collecting information, they found a suicide note in her bag, which said, 'There is no need to worry about food and clothing in life, but the lack of sunshine and love.'" 1314