Baima Weiyang

I felt Cangyang Gyatso's breath getting closer behind me. "Oh, here we go again!" I sighed, and quickly rolled into the quilt.But just curled up into a ball, my wrists tightened, "Ouch—" I wanted to struggle, but I was caught off guard and pulled out by Cangyang Gyatso.The cool fresh air rushed in, but I was not happy at all.

Watching Cangyang Gyatso open the medicine bottle, I covered my forehead with my hand.

"Take your hand off." Cangyang Gyatso didn't look at me, but his tone was cold and hard.I looked at him with scruples, and touched the white cloth under my hand. Although I was a little reluctant, but because of Cangyang Gyatso... "Ah!" I sighed, and stretched my hand into Cangyang Gyatso's arms , rummaged for a while, and took the fructose in the small brocade bag into his mouth.

"Don't move around, do you hear me?" Cangyang Gyatso raised his hand and pressed the white cloth on my forehead, seeing me nodding, he removed it layer by layer.It was fine at first, but the last two layers were a bit sticky.Although Tsangyang Gyatso was extremely careful, I still grimaced in pain.

But it was much better than changing the dressing for the first time.At that time, the wound was exposed to water, and the whole white cloth stuck to the flesh, and it didn't heal after a long time, so it had to be torn off by force.I was in so much pain that I almost cried, and looked at Cangyang Gyatso with a grievance for a long while, but he was still unmoved!So I gritted my teeth and held back the pain, but in the end I only got an appreciative look from the master.

The cold ointment was smeared on my forehead suddenly, "Hiss, ah...it hurts!" I instinctively shrank back, unexpectedly Cangyang Gyatso's hand was already waiting behind me.As soon as the back of my head was supported, I couldn't move immediately, and I could only let the slippery ointment slowly spread evenly on my forehead.When I took the medicine last time, the pain was already a little numb, so I didn't feel much.But this time, without the strong pain shock, the irritation from the plaster became more obvious.

Finally, after Cangyang Gyatso finished applying the medicine and wrapped my forehead again, I had chewed all the fructose in my mouth.So when he brought the steaming bowl of traditional Chinese medicine in front of me, I almost choked on the sugar juice left in my mouth.

"Ahem..." Looking at Cangyang Gyatso's eyes, I knew that this bowl of medicine would never escape.I didn't care about coughing, so I quickly reached out and groped in his arms, "Do you still have candy?" I asked with hope.Cangyang Gyatso glanced at me, passed the brocade bag on the side, and then fell back on me, "Have you finished eating?"

"Yeah." I nodded sadly.I haven't taken this medicine for several days, but I can still clearly recall its taste, it was bitter and astringent, and I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit it as soon as it entered my throat.

"Good medicine tastes bitter." Cangyang Gyatso stretched out his hand and pressed me into his arms while blowing on the steaming traditional Chinese medicine.I straightened the hem of his chest that was scratched by me, and leaned against him tightly.After a while, a smell of medicine came over.

"Drink it quickly." Cangyang Gyatso brought over the medicine bowl and handed it to my mouth.Although I resisted instinctively, I forced myself to stretch out my mouth.The dark decoction poured into my mouth, I didn't dare to stay at all, I swallowed it hastily.

Fortunately, although the aftertaste is bitter, it is not too disgusting.Leaning weakly in Cangyang Gyatso's arms, he stretched out his hand and fed me a piece of cheesecake. Although it didn't do much, it somewhat diluted the bitter taste in my mouth.

After I was injured, I didn't have a long time to recuperate in Rajang.Although Larang is located in the secluded area of ​​Drepung Monastery, the guards are not strict after all.When I got better, Tsangyang Gyatso moved me to Gadan Nang Sai.In fact, the injury from the last Fa conference has almost healed.It's just that my foundation is relatively weak, so Cangyang Gyatso took the opportunity to recuperate me well.

Conditioning is not a big deal, but Chinese medicine is poured into my stomach three meals a day, and even the best appetite will be drained.Fortunately, Tsangyang Gyatso is also knowledgeable in medicine and Chinese medicine, so he slightly changed the ingredients, and the taste of the medicine is much better.

Of course, except for the concoction that was darker than briquettes just now.Cangyang Gyatso said that there was no way to change the prescription. Although I had some doubts in my heart that his medical skills were not mastered, but after staring at him for a few times without getting any response, I had no choice but to give up.

Looking up, I saw Cangyang Gyatso passing the medicine bowl in his hand to Danba outside the door, I slowly turned my gaze back, and my eyes fell on the Buddhist scriptures in my hand.I have been studying this "Avatamsaka Sutra" for several days. Although most of the entire scriptures are incomprehensible to me, it is strange to say that they are obviously obscure words and sentences, but silently reciting them can really make me lose a lot of time. Distractions.

From the corner of the eye, Cangyang Gyatso was concentrating on reading the Buddhist scriptures, and the expression on his face seemed to have no distracting thoughts.Every time at this time, I only have to be left alone, which is worse than a rag.I couldn't help but feel jealous, I moved over carefully, pointed to a random place in the scriptures and said, "What is this word? I don't know it anymore..."

Cangyang Gyatso glanced at the scriptures in my hand, and when he raised his head, he frowned slightly, "Why do you ask this again? How many times have I told you?"

I was taken aback for a moment, and looked down, and it turned out that I was pointing to the same place again.I smiled at him embarrassedly, and leaned closer, ready to get into his arms whenever I had the chance.Seeing that he lowered his head to study Buddhist scriptures again, I panicked and pointed at another random place, "Ah, I made a mistake just now, I don't understand here, here!"

But he didn't respond for a long time, his eyes were fixed on his Buddhist scriptures.I had no choice but to take the initiative to attack, and hurriedly approached, but unexpectedly the castration was so violent that my forehead hit Cangyang Gyatso's chin with a "bang".

"Oh! Hiss..." I immediately sniffed in pain, raised my hand to rub my forehead but didn't dare to touch it.Not knowing what to do for a while, Tsangyang Gyatso immediately pulled my hand down, didn't ask if I was in pain, but just leaned over to check my wound.Seeing that his expression is still good, probably the wound has not opened.

"I don't have a long memory." A cold voice came from the top of my head.

I sighed silently, and stretched out my hand to gently touch my forehead, which was gradually fading away from the pain.I really don't have a long memory, I don't know how many times I bumped into him today, and every time I grinned my teeth in pain, but I still hit him next time.Tsangyang Gyatso said that I have the courage to admit my mistakes and will not correct them.For this reason, I was really wronged, and I bumped into it headlessly, not for the sake of intimate contact.

I don't understand the style, I don't understand the style.Thinking angrily in my heart, I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

Turning his eyes, he saw Cangyang Gyatso's expression was cold.I immediately swallowed dry saliva, just about to adjust my sitting posture, but found that something was sitting on me.When I knew it was Cangyang Gyatso's cassock, I fished it out calmly.

Tsangyang Gyatso glanced at my small movements and said coldly, "Sit on the side."

"Oh." I immediately moved back a little.I looked up and saw Cangyang Gyatso was still staring at me, so I couldn't help moving back a little. "On the far side." Cangyang Gyatso, who lost his patience, stopped looking at me after finishing speaking.

Sighing slowly, I reluctantly moved to the end of the bed. Looking at Cangyang Gyatso "far away", I felt a little lost in my heart.But he ignored my eager gaze for a long time.With nothing to do, I simply looked at the Gadan Nang Sai aimlessly.

He turned his gaze to the outside of the door, huh?That's... vaguely seeing a corner of the monk's robe, I leaned out, and then I saw clearly that it was Danba standing outside the door. Seeing that his expression was a little dignified, he didn't come in for a long time.Although I felt a little strange in my heart, I hurriedly reported the letter, "Cangyang Gyatso, does Danba have something to ask you?"

Cangyang Gyatso turned his head to look at the door when he heard the sound.Seeing this, Danba took a few steps inside, and then saluted, "Master." As soon as the words fell, he looked up at Cangyang Gyatso.Tsangyang Gyatso didn't speak, but stood beside me and said, "Stay here for a while."

"Oh." I nodded, watching the backs of the two of them disappear at the door, but my mind was a little dazed.In the past, when Danba came to report or reply, it was always in front of my face.Why are you trying to avoid me today?What on earth happened?Is it the Potala Palace?But didn't Diba go back?Could it be... Lazang?But looking back carefully, it seems that nothing major happened during this time.

Puzzled, I decided to go and have a look.The monk Tsangyang Gyatso, although he is a monk, has a very strong mind.No wonder, who told him that he was born in the old society, that it is normal for citizens not to understand that they have the right to know.However, you still have to fight for your own rights.

I jumped out of bed suddenly, put the scriptures on the low table beside the bed, and ran out without putting on my shoes.But as soon as I ran out of the house, I regretted it, because the weather turned cold, and there was a carpet in Gadan Nangsai, but the aisle was cold and hard, and I felt cold under my feet after only a few steps.But obsessed with knowing what was going on, I had no intention of going back to my shoes.

But, where did Tsangyang Gyatso and Danba go?I was dazed for a while, why is half of the figure gone?Although Ganden Phodrang was heavily guarded outside, most of the attendants inside were driven away by Tsangyang Gyatso, especially in Gaden Nangsai, there were no other attendants except Danba.

I wandered all the way, Sutra hall, Wangdui Wopa... There was no sign of Tsangyang Gyatso.I went all the way to the scripture room, but I still couldn't find it.Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly heard a slight voice.