Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 259

The hearts of doctors and parents.

There is a saying that.

But in fact, these words are very vague, as if officials were also called "parent officials" in ancient times.

It should be said that Xu Guangling's study of medicine was purely accidental.An old man has changed the content of his life to a certain extent.

But has your life path changed as a result?

Xu Guangling didn't know.

Studying medicine does not mean practicing medicine, and even if you practice medicine, there are all kinds of people.

Seeing a few patients a day is called practicing medicine; seeing a few patients a week is called practicing medicine; seeing a few patients in a month is called practicing medicine; seeing a few patients a year is called practicing medicine; seeing only a few patients in a lifetime is called practicing medicine. Still called a doctor.

Which kind will Xu Guangling be in the future?

He himself doesn't know now, and he didn't think so far.

But at this time, completely out of his expectation, the teacher gave him such a patient.When things came to an end, it was actually useless to think about anything, the only thing Xu Guangling could do was to "do his best".

Doing my best is to be worthy of the old man's unreserved teaching and cultivation.

Doing my best is to verify that what I have learned during this period of time is really rewarding, or it is just a show.

Doing my best is for such a life that is just in its prime.

The little girl whose eyes were ashen when they first met, when she left, her eyes were bright and full of longing.On this point, Xu Guangling felt that if the little girl could not be cured, it would be cruel to her, but it would also be cruel to him. ——He may never forget that look in his life.

So what the old man handed over to him was not just a patient.

It is a burden that cannot be weighed down any further.

Even if his shoulders are still weak, Xu Guangling actually has no other choice.

Take it up!

In the end, these three words replaced everything, and Xu Guangling fell into a deep sleep.

Going to bed around ten o'clock in the evening, and then waking up around one o'clock in the night, this is Xu Guangling's routine during this period of time, and after waking up, eating a full meal is also a necessary procedure.

After a few days, Xu Guangling went to the park again after dinner today.

Haven't been here for days, um, night.The park is familiar, yet a little strange.

Especially when the "Eye of the Sky" vision is opened.

The fog permeating the entire park, including the back mountain, is even less than a few days ago!This made Xu Guangling basically sure that the reduction of fog may have his reasons, but at the same time, the change of seasons is also one of the reasons.

Spring is born, summer is long, and autumn is harvested in winter.

Winter storage.

In winter, the vitality of the trees is reduced to a certain extent, and the mist that comes from nowhere is also reduced?

Now Xu Guangling really wants to take a look at the north and south of the country, go to the north outside the Great Wall, and see if there is any fog in the trees there. If there is, what is the concentration in this season?Then there is the south, where the concept of "winter" doesn't exist much, what about the trees there?

But this small idea, of course, cannot be realized for the time being.

But it doesn't really matter.

I "charged" the eleven bead strings I brought in my bag, ten of which belonged to the two elderly people, and I only prepared one for Chen Zhihe for the time being, but Xu Guangling didn't charge it himself.

Xu Guangling needed this mist very much, and it greatly promoted his practice of Fuxi Jue, but he was not a greedy person.

If he continues to absorb it, the trees in this park may not only wither their leaves early, some of them may even die.And this, in Xu Guangling's point of view, is over.

Although they are not living beings, they are still life after all.

Whether it is pedantic, stupid, or hypocritical, in short, Xu Guangling will not do this unless it is absolutely necessary.

So, without learning anything, he just sat quietly on the back bench in the park. Xu Guangling seemed to be leaning but not leaning, sleeping and not sleeping, and his eyes were closed but not closed. After a while, his whole mind and consciousness were borrowed With this fog, it is connected with the whole park.

What is connected is not only all the vegetation in this park, but also this piece of land and a part of the land.

Without the task of absorbing the mist, Xu Guangling didn't know what he was going to do that night. He originally planned to sit quietly until dawn.

But slowly, without knowing it, something unexpected happened.

In a trance, Xu Guangling felt that his body was expanding, infinitely expanding, expanding to the entire park, and in the process of expanding, his body seemed to be "blurring".

The sound of the wind.

In fact, the weather is fine, there is no wind.

But at this time, Xu Guangling could clearly feel that countless fine dust and water vapor were scattered between the sky and the earth, and then they were slightly turbulent with the breathing of countless plants in this small world, and then, countless slight turbulences were superimposed Together, they become "wind".

Just like water plants, gently fluttering under the gentle river.

Xu Guangling saw countless "water plants" composed of dust and water vapor. In this small world, they were fluttering, moving, curling, and stretching... in various poses and with different expressions, too many to be seen.

The sound of insects chirping.

In terms of seasons, it is already early winter, and it is located in the middle of the continent, not in the tropics, so there are very few insects that are still active in this situation.

However, whether they are active, resting, or hibernating in places such as underground, under grass quilts, in tree trunks, or tree roots, all those little lives are breathing, and at this moment, All the breathing, whether it is normal or extremely slow, is like a candle in the dark night, burning in Xu Guangling's feelings.

One, two, three.

Three little lives were perched under the bench he was sitting on right now.

One of them was located right under his feet, in a crack in a brick three inches below the ground.

Xu Guangling even further felt the little guy's limbs, no, it was many limbs, holding a clod about one-tenth the size of a grain of rice, um, let's call it a "clod", curled up in the beautiful soundly asleep.

Who will realize the big dream first?All my life I know myself.

Such a line of poetry flashed in Xu Guangling's mind unexpectedly at this moment.

The fact is, Xu Guangling felt a kind of tranquility in the rest of such a small or tiny little life.

The years are quiet.

Well, another sentence that is not very suitable for the occasion.

Four, five, six... seven, eight, nine...

Xu Guangling remembered the gossip in the living room of Zhang's hometown.

It's just that what he thought of at this time was not the content of those gossips, but the tea.

The elderly should prefer to drink tea, and the conditions are sufficient. The tea they drink, whether famous or not, tastes very good, and Xu Guangling has never drank any pesticide residues.

Very clean tea.

Put the tea into the water, and the taste slowly spreads out in the water.

The leaf water enters the mouth, and the taste spreads slowly between the mouth and tongue.

After practicing the Shennong Jue, Xu Guangling's tongue now includes the entire mouth, and his perception of taste is many times better than before. This is also one of the reasons why his stewed dishes at night can be made more and more "tasteful".

Therefore, the tea infiltrates little by little in the mouth.

Xu Guangling had already experienced that feeling many times.

But now, a similar feeling appeared in his consciousness. Xu Guangling's feeling gradually spread, from near to far, feeling all the little lives in this small world...

Unconsciously.

The night passed, and the dawn came.

In the dim light, countless dew drops soaked the grassland in front of Xu Guangling, so when he opened his eyes, the first thing Xu Guangling saw, and the first thing he felt in his consciousness, was this crystal, this jade, this It's cool, it's beautiful.

Then, he smiled unconsciously.

12 a.

This park includes all the little lives in the back mountain.

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Thanks to "Xiaodao Tong Qingxu" for the recommendation vote support.

Thank you "Bamboo House" for the monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)