and share this life with affection

Bian Yaoyao couldn't bear to force her daughter, but Zhou Suihuai lay in bed every day, and her body, no matter how good it was, was worn away by time.

"Zhizhi, these four children will be one month old soon. Your Aunt Yuan didn't dare to ask you, for fear that you would be too stressed. Today she came to ask me in a low voice whether Suihuai would be able to wake up before the children are one month old."

Having said this, Bian Yaoyao felt that enough was enough.

She stood up, packed up the things on the dining table, and before leaving, said to Bian Zhi, "If you really can't do it, mom can do it for you."

Bian Zhi was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Bian Yaoyao at the door.

"mom."

"Ok?"

"Do you still remember that you used to say that Mount Wutai was very efficacious?"

"Ah."

"Tomorrow, you go with me."

Bian Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, then replied——

"it is good."

No wonder Bian Yaoyao was stunned.

Bian Zhi is the person who least believes in ghosts and gods. She is confident and proud. She only believes in herself.

Bian Yaoyao still remembers that when Bian Zhi was a child, she always liked to take Bian Zhi to Mount Wutai.

Every time she asked Bian Zhi to pay her respects, Bian Zhi would happily run away to play. Later, when Bian Zhi grew up, Bian Yaoyao asked, but Bian Zhi said, "It is better to rely on yourself to pray to Bodhisattva. Bodhisattva is so busy. I won’t bother him anymore.”

These words are childlike and sincere.

Bian Yaoyao looked at her carefree daughter at that time and hoped from the bottom of her heart that Bian Zhi could live a happy life and never have to trouble the Bodhisattva as she said.

Unfortunately, this day has finally come to pass.

The next morning.

Bian Zhi and Bian Yaoyao took a special plane to Mount Wutai.

That day was the Bodhisattva’s birthday.

Wutai Mountain is bustling with people and filled with incense, and everyone who comes comes with the most anticipated desires in their hearts.

Bian Zhi walked up the steps step by step.

Along the way, some people knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and some held incense and worshiped. Bian Zhi just walked up the steps quietly.

Gu Yan and Lin Ling followed behind. Looking at Bian Zhi's back, they knew that their boss was forced into a desperate situation. Otherwise, how could such an arrogant and cold person put his hope in such a vague expectation.

Come to the top.

Bian Zhi followed Bian Yaoyao and knelt down.

Perhaps because the incense here has the effect of calming the mind, Bian Zhi's heart calmed down a lot from the moment he stepped into the temple.

She raised her head to look at the Bodhisattva, and heard Bian Yaoyao's prayer in her ears.

Bian Yaoyao said in a low voice: "I hope the family will be safe and sound, and that the children will grow up healthily. I hope Zhou Suihuai will recover soon and grow old hand in hand with Bian Zhihe."

On the other side of Bian Zhi's body, there was a man kneeling. He looked tired. From what he heard, he came to seek health for his wife, and his expression was uniformly pious.

Bian Zhi turned her head, blinked, and looked at the aloof Bodhisattva.

He lowered his eyelashes, and then said silently in his heart: "If you really have a spirit, Bian Zhi also has something to ask for. I know that there are too many people here asking you to fulfill their wishes, but, Bodhisattva, I want to join the queue, and I don’t ask for it in vain. I’ll trade it with you. Use me, Bian Zhi, to trade the thing that I care about most in this life with you. In exchange for Zhou Suihuai’s life being healthy and everything goes smoothly.”

The temple was filled with smoke.

Bian Yaoyao was begging for help. After Bian Zhi made her wish, she heard her shout in surprise, "Holy Grail!" The Bodhisattva agreed!

Bian Zhi smiled slightly, looked at the upturned and reverse cups on the ground, and said softly in a voice that only he could hear, "Well, the Bodhisattva agreed."

A group of people came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

When we arrived at the hospital, everyone was waiting.

They are waiting for Zhou Suihuai to wake up, and waiting for Bian Zhi's wonderful hand to rejuvenate.

During the process of Bian Zhi's acupuncture, everyone held their breath and concentrated. Bian Zhi placed the needle very carefully, even though she had practiced the needle placement thousands of times in her mind.

She confirmed step by step and carefully inserted the silver needle into her flesh. She did not allow herself to be timid, let alone have distracting thoughts.

When the last silver needle fell, Bian Zhi straightened her waist and exhaled.

Ok.

very perfect.

Each needle penetrated the best acupuncture point. Bian Yaoyao stood beside Bian Zhi, proud of her daughter's composure.

5 minute later.

Amid everyone's eager anticipation, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, it had been almost a month since Zhou Suihuai fell into a coma.

Everyone was amazed. After a moment of silence, someone shouted. Then everyone cheered immediately, and everyone sighed——

"Zhizhi is so amazing!"

"Zhizhi's craftsmanship is amazing!"

"Awesome! Oh my god, it's so awesome! Chinese medicine is really amazing!"

When everyone was in high spirits, Zhou Suihuai rubbed his sleepy head and sat up slowly.

Bian Zhi walked over to pull out the needle for him. During the few seconds, Bian Zhi felt that Zhou Suihuai's state seemed a little different from before, a bit like the unruly and carefree way she first saw him when she was divorced.

Bian Zhi didn't think too much about it, he just felt that Zhou Suihuai had just woken up, so he felt hazy.

She raised her hand to remove the needle from him.

But he never thought that Zhou Suihuai had sharp eyes and quick hands. He raised his hand defensively and blocked Bian Zhi's stretched out hand.

"What are you doing?" This sentence was full of unfamiliarity. Bian Zhi was stunned for a moment. Zhou Suihuai had already raised his head and looked at her with confusion in his eyes. "Who are you?"

that moment.

Bian Zhi experienced what it means to be completely cold.

The silver needle in his hand was almost unsteady, Bian Zhi's voice was trembling, and he confirmed with Zhou Suihuai in a low voice, "You... don't know me?"

Zhou Suihuai looked at Bian Zhi seriously, as if he was really trying to remember who she was.

Can--

After a few seconds.

Zhou Suihuai uninhibitedly raised his hand and pulled out the silver needle on his body. While smiling, he looked a little careless and said, "Beauty, although you are quite beautiful, I really don't know you." He stretched out his hand in front of his eyes and said, "But it's OK to recognize me now. My name is Zhou Suihuai."

Zhou Suihuai felt that the person in front of him was strange.

He had taken the initiative to show his kindness, but the person in front of him remained motionless, and his eyes even turned red for a moment, as if he was extremely aggrieved after being bullied.

"Pap!" Moist tears fell on the palm of his hand along his red eyes.

The tears were cold, but Zhou Suihuai felt hot for no reason. He was also stunned, staring blankly at the girl in front of him.

The ward was very lively, and everyone's cheers hid the conversation between the two.

The doctor came in a hurry and took Zhou Suihuai for examination.

Everyone around him was on the phone, telling the whole world that Zhou Suihuai had woken up.

Zhou Suihuai didn't know what happened. He was pushed out of the ward in a wheelchair. Before leaving the ward, he looked through the crowd and saw the thin girl in the bustle.

She no longer looked at him, she lowered her head, looking lonely in this bustle.

She seemed to be still sad, holding her sleeves with her fingers and raising her hands to wipe away the tears that seemed to last forever.