The life of the dog is given by the cat

It was already the next morning when Miao Jun and Lao Hei arrived at the hospital. They found the ward in a panic, only to see Wang Luyan lying quietly on the bed with thick gauze wrapped around his head, and Xueqiuer sitting beside him Holding his hand, she stared blankly at his face.

"We came here as soon as we received the news," Miao Jun wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I was recording a program in another place yesterday, so I really can't come back..."

Xueqiu'er was still looking at Wang Luyan, and blinked slowly, as if she didn't hear what Miao Jun said.

"How is it?" Miao Jun pulled up two chairs and sat down with Lao Hei, looked at Wang Luyan's situation, and asked, "Is it all right?"

Xueqiu'er was still looking at Wang Luyan in a daze, rubbing her fingers lightly on the back of his hand, but did not answer.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything from Xueqiu'er, Miao Jun turned to look at Old Hei, and said in a low voice, "You stay here, I'll ask the doctor."

"No need." Xueqiu'er opened his mouth, and the two turned their heads to look at him together, but his eyes still only fell on Wang Luyan's face, "vegetative."

"Ah?!" Miao Jun couldn't believe his ears, "How could it be?" He couldn't help standing up and looking closer to Wang Luyan, he looked as if he was asleep, "This...is it wrong? ?!"

"Brain tumor." Xueqiu'er replied in a deep voice, "It's already very serious. It has been surgically removed, but there is no other way."

brain tumor? !Miao Jun's heart skipped a beat.Sure enough... Sure enough, Lu Yan has been ill for such a long time...

Lao Hei looked at Miao Jun's pale face, quickly supported him, and sat back on the chair.

"Still...can you still wake up...?" Miao Jun asked tentatively.

Xueqiu'er's face didn't show any emotion, and she didn't reply.

Lao Hei's eyes wandered for a while on the faces of the three, and he couldn't help asking: "Can't you save him? You are a god..."

Xueqiu'er seemed to be exhausted, she didn't have the strength to speak any more, and she was silent for a long time, before she said, "I gave him half of Yunyi's golden pill, so he can live for another 50 years."

Miao Jun frowned deeply. After pondering for a long time, he didn't understand what "Yun Yi's half golden pill" meant, but after hearing the second half of his sentence, he still couldn't help asking: "Live another 50 years? Just like this... lying like this 50 years?"

Xueqiu'er finally turned her head slowly, looked at Miao Jun, and asked coldly, "Do you think he might as well die if he's like this?"

Miao Jun was taken aback by the question, and hurriedly said: "Of course I didn't mean that! I mean...is there no other way? Xu Xian was scared to death by the white lady and he can steal the fairy grass to save him... For a vegetative person... ..."

"Xu Xian should not die." Xueqiu'er looked sad, and turned to look at Wang Luyan in a blink of an eye, "He has reached the end of his life."

"How could it be..." Miao Jun still couldn't accept the result, "How could he be so short-lived? Didn't you always protect him?"

Miao Jun's words pierced Xueqiu'er's heart like a sharp knife, causing him to throb in pain.

"Can I help you?" Lao Hei suddenly asked.

Miao Jun looked at him helplessly, and asked in a low voice, "What can you help? Xueqiuer can't help."

Old Hei looked at Miao Jun, then at Xueqiuer, and said, "Isn't your half of the golden pill here with me? If half of the golden pill can make him live another 50 years, then use the other half, right?" Can you wake him up?"

Miao Jun was startled, he quickly gave Lao Hei a hand, and looked at Xueqiu'er in a panic.

Xueqiu'er turned her head slowly, saw Miao Jun's nervous expression, smiled wryly, and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't trade Old Hei's life for his."

Miao Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to explain, but didn't know what to say.

Xueqiu'er stroked Wang Luyan's brows and eyes, and said sadly, "Lu Yanyang's lifespan is over, I use Yunyi's golden pill to forcefully retain his soul, if I try to force him to wake up again, he won't be able to bear it." Fuze who came here will not last another 50 years."

"But he is lying like this..." Miao Jun hesitated again and again, but still couldn't help but said, "Actually, he is suffering."

Xueqiu'er's fingers rested on Wang Luyan's brow bone, and she was a little stunned: "That's right... let him suffer like this for 50 years... This is paying back..." After speaking, he suddenly showed a painful smile, "What a human being!" It’s better than God’s calculation.”

Miao Jun frowned deeply: "What exactly do you mean... You've been talking about blessings and retribution... Could it be karma? But in his previous life, didn't he say that he died in his teens, what kind of retribution could he have?"

Xueqiu'er waved his hand weakly. He didn't have the heart to explain so much to them, and he didn't want them to know that he had hurt Wang Luyan, so he could only reply perfunctorily: "You don't need to ask about the gods."

Coming out of the hospital, Miao Jun and Lao Hei were both depressed.

Although he understood in his heart the truth that "unpredictable things happen in the sky, people have good and bad times", but it was hard for Miao Jun to accept that such an accident happened a few hours later after he had a good conversation on the phone yesterday.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Lao Hei looked at the road ahead, and his expression was a little dazed. He asked, but he didn't turn his head to look at Miao Jun.

"I don't know." Miao Jun replied in a muffled voice, "I don't know what I'm thinking—I don't even know what to think."

"Are you thinking...Wang Luyan might as well be dead?"

Miao Jun slammed on the brakes and slanted to a stop on the side of the road.

"What are you talking about!" Miao Junba raised his voice, a little annoyed.

Old Hei turned to look at Miao Jun, remained silent for a long time, and said, "If it were me, I would rather die than let you guard a half-dead vegetable."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Miao Jun yelled angrily, "Bah bah bah! Touch the wood!"

Old Hei looked at Miao Jun fixedly, and said, "But if it's you... I don't want you to die, even if you're a vegetable, I still want to guard you."

Hearing this, Miao Jun had a sore nose and some tears in his eyes. He leaned forward and hugged Lao Hei, choked up and said: "I understand... I and you... have the same thoughts... I don't want to be dragged down, and I don't want to let go ..." He wiped away his tears, cleared his throat, suppressed the sadness in his heart, let go of Lao Hei, and forced a smile: "So let's cherish life, pay attention to safety, live well, and be together is the most important thing. Then ...We should pay more attention to Xueqiuer..."

Old Hei nodded and said, "Actually, he also knows that Wang Luyan is suffering while alive, but he just doesn't want to let him go. I can understand his thoughts."

"Well, I can also understand, but the words he said are really hard to understand, Fukuzawa retribution..." As he spoke, Miao Jun's eyes suddenly lit up, "Let's go to the temple to worship."

"We already know a god, do we need to worship others?"

"I'm not asking the gods to bless you, just treat it as...suppression..."

After driving for two hours, the two arrived at a temple in the suburbs. Although this temple has been said to be the most efficacious in city B, today is not the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, and it is a weekday. There are no pilgrims in the temple. .

Miao Jun didn't have any experience in worshiping Buddha before. After parking the car, many aunts came up to sell incense. Thinking that he was here to burn incense, he bought two bundles and took them with Lao Hei. I was stopped, saying that the incense outside is not allowed to be brought in, and the incense in the temple can be taken by myself.

Miao Jun scolded a few words inwardly, people have broken their conscience, dared to deceive people at the gate of the temple, but they had no choice but to leave the bought incense at the gate, and went in with Lao Hei empty-handed.

The temple is not too big, but there are quite a lot of various treasure halls inside, and Miao Jun couldn't tell which Bodhisattvas and Buddhas were enshrined, so he just dragged Lao Hei to burn three sticks of incense, Bye bye.

In addition to the treasure hall, there are many wishing pools, marriage trees, peace bells and other consumer items in the temple. Miao Jun's attitude towards these has always been "fools are fooled". Now that he has experienced so much, he is not short of money. , Those that should be offered, those that should be hanged, and those that should be knocked are also in decline.

"Are you looking for marriage, fortune, or peace?"

"Peace, peace."

Lao Hei watched Miao Jun struggling to hang the red card high on the tree, reached out to take it and hung it up easily, and then said: "Brother, I heard from Brother Ye and Brother Siqi that we are artists. It is about marriage and peach blossoms, so that fans will like it and popularity will be high."

"Forget it," Miao Jun said, "Didn't I just tell you that it doesn't matter whether you are popular or not, the most important thing is to live well, and I can support you if you don't become popular later on."

"But I also want to support you," the old gangster said, "If I buy another peach blossom, the more the better." After turning around, he almost bumped into an old monk head-on.

"Benefactor, do you want to sign?"

"Please! Please!" Miao Jun hurried forward, "Please one, please be safe!"

The old monk nodded with a smile, led the two into a hut, and handed a lottery to Old Hei.

Old Hei took a look at the lottery and asked, "Will you shake it?"

The old monk smiled and said, "No, just take one."

"Oh." After Lao Hei randomly picked one and handed it to the old monk, he looked at the words on the signature, then lowered his head and flipped through a yellowed book, then frowned, and looked up at Lao Hei. .

"What's wrong?" Miao Jun was a little nervous.

The old monk looked down at the book again, then raised his head and asked, "How old is this year?"

Old Hei turned to look at Miao Jun, Miao Jun hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Nineteen."

The old monk was silent for a moment, then slowly closed the book, raised his hand and made a "please" gesture, and said, "Please go back, both of you, I can't solve this sign."

"Why?" Miao Jun became more and more flustered.

The old monk just shook his head blindly, and repeatedly waved his hands to signal them to leave. Miao Jun had no choice but to walk out with Old Hei.

"What do you mean...fucking...isn't this...scary..." Miao Jun frowned deeply and muttered in a low voice.

Old Hei scratched his head, touched Miao Jun's shoulder and said, "It's all right...he...he should have limited knowledge, so he can't figure it out..."

"It's true that the way is limited." The two of them stopped suddenly, and a few steps in front of them was under a big banyan tree. A monk with delicate features turned around and smiled slightly, "Otherwise, how could they not be able to tell whether it's a human or a dog? ?”