The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 306 Infected Heart (Part 1)

Because there is an elder who likes it. He taught me how to ride a horse. He once said to me that people live in the world and are bound by various dogmatic frameworks. Both mind and body are imprisoned for a lifetime. , People have been searching for a lifetime, struggling for fame and fortune, and what they want is freedom, but on the horse, you can easily appreciate the sound of the wind passing by your ears.

Only when the horse is galloping, is there only a moment of freedom.

The girl's voice was extremely gentle, and everyone was immersed in her voice, and many people didn't pay much attention to her words.

When you grow up like this, it doesn't matter what you say.

Appearance is justice and three views.

Someone noticed the elder in her words, and everyone subconsciously looked at Shen Zhou.

Shen Zhou didn't deny or admit it, and sat upright, looking at the mirror on the stage with a majestic expression.

Ran Tengxiao's hand holding the water glass suddenly paused, the water glass fell heavily, and water droplets splashed out.

He stared gloomyly at the girl's gentle and beautiful face on the computer screen, the vortex in his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

Ye Jian, who was standing not far away, shivered subconsciously, and couldn't help rubbing his arms.

The host quickly responded, This elder must be very important to you, but your riding skills are so good, it must be inseparable from your talent, and everyone can only envy you.

The editor in the earphones reminded her to keep digging, who is this elder, but the host dared not be presumptuous any more, whether it was KPI or death, didn't you see how ugly Mr. Shen's face was?

The host followed up with the next link, The Wish Charity Foundation founded by Ms. Ming Jing has helped countless cancer patients and disabled children in just three months since its establishment, and enjoys a good reputation among the people. Now the foundation Another big move, let Miss Mingjing tell everyone the good news herself.

Ming Jing held the microphone and said lightly: After the discussion and decision of the board of directors of the Jockey Club, starting today, we will co-found the Heart-to-heart Project with the Wish Charity Foundation, and use 50% of the Jockey Club's income for the development of this project. Focusing on medical research—supporting national medical research groups and clinical trials, cooperating with medical schools at all levels to set up heart-infecting medicine awards and scholarships, aiming to promote the development of national medical construction and clinical trials. Having said that, the only original intention of establishing this project is to allow every patient to spend the least amount of money to treat the most difficult disease.

Why do people lose their fortunes when they get sick now? Hospitals are not for charity. Every piece of medical equipment is imported from abroad. The price is too high, and how much energy and money it takes to train an excellent medical student. Calculated in the cost of illness, not to mention those imported special medicines, the medical conditions are backward, and they will be beaten passively, and the people will suffer in the end.

Only by vigorously developing scientific research projects and gaining the right to speak in the international medical community can we fundamentally promote medical reform and let the people enjoy real benefits.

After Mingjing finished speaking, the audience was silent for a moment, and even the tens of thousands of viewers watching the live broadcast were shocked.

This is no longer just charity, it is a move to benefit the country and the people.

Ming Jing spoke shocking words in the most ordinary tone, she was so indifferent from the beginning to the end, as if doing so was not worthy of being praised by the world, but only what she should do.

People understand that some people do charity, either for fame and gain, or to cover up, or to seek peace of mind. In short, there must be various unknown purposes.

But Ding Jing's charity is just doing charity, without asking for anything in return, just like her white dress, which is spotless.

Her heart is also as pure as glass.

The high mountains stop, and the scenery stops.

In this materialistic and intriguing world, everyone is forced to get involved, and lives in a painful struggle, unable to get what they ask for. Some people say that life itself is a kind of pain, but can you do it? No, no matter how painful it is, you have to grit your teeth and persevere. Just walk like this, and one day, you will come to an end.

People walk on this road numbly, surrounded by numb people, so they don't feel that there is anything wrong. Even if there is, they will soon be hypnotized by self-deception until the end of their lives. Looking back on this short and long time In your whole life, nothing is left except exhaustion and sickness all over your body. You are glad and relieved, no matter what, this life is a disappointment after all.

If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife...

Everyone should pray like this when they are dying, but if there is an afterlife, they will still walk the way they came. Destiny is a cycle, and there will be no difference.

Just like three lives and one reincarnation, the good goes to bliss, and the bad goes to hell. Everyone's path is doomed from the time when the soul is chaotic.

The road of life is short and frightening, and long and desperate.

The interweaving of day and night, the struggle between good and evil, the mutual generation and restraint of yin and yang, all together weave into this macroscopic and huge world.

So, where there is despair, there is also hope.

The dark sky weighed heavily on the top of the head, and people dragged their heavy feet on this road alone. There are spring breeze and summer sun, autumn coolness and winter snow.

One day, a white light split the dark sky, and a ray of sky light tilted from the top of the head, illuminating the path under the feet.

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The number of people in the live broadcast room has reached 15 million, and it is increasing at a terrifying speed.

Zhu Jia, Grandma Zhu and Lin Qing were sitting on the sofa, and the live broadcast was being broadcast on TV.

The old man's eyes were red, and he sighed with emotion: Mingjing is really the best gift God has given to our family. We always wish our family what virtue and what can we do...

Lin Qing was wearing a blanket, and her face was still a little pale after the illness, but after seeing it in Mingjing, she didn't know whether it was the medicine that had taken effect, or what. In the past week, most of her illness has recovered, and she has become much more energetic.

Zhu Xiangxiang poured tea for the two of them, pursed his lips, and sat quietly on the side.

At this time, it is wise to reduce the sense of presence.

Der Spiegel is now a nuclear bomb, whoever touches it will die.

The kind that has no place to die.

Lin Qing wiped away her tears, She is my daughter.

He spoke with absolute certainty, with pride and pride in his eyes.

Li Juan hid in the corner, staring at the people on the TV with dark eyes.

Zhou's mother looked at her rare and serious appearance, she was not used to it, subconsciously she was a little nervous, she herself thought it was quite ridiculous.

——

Ye Zhen knocked on the door: Brother Qing, are you there?

The door is unlocked, come in.

Ye Zhen pushed the door open and walked in.

The man was leaning on the sofa, with his feet on the coffee table, without socks, his feet were white and tender, small and exquisite, his nails were rounded, healthy pink, and even shiny...

Ye Zhen was stunned.

Brother Qing, does a big man still wear armor polish? This is too...G in the G angry.

And those feet, more feminine than a woman.

The ankle is so thin, and the trousers are pulled up a little, but there is not a single hair on it...

Zheng Qing was watching the live broadcast, and when she noticed Ye Zhen was staring at her feet, she quickly got up and coughed: What do you want from me?

Ye Zhen hadn't recovered from the shock of those beautiful feet, she always felt weird about the somewhat ordinary face in front of her.

It's like this. I'm going to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain to film with the crew this afternoon. It'll be more than a month soon. I'm here to say goodbye to you. Thank you for taking care of me these few days.

As a newcomer, she has risen to the sky in one step, and it is inevitable that she will suffer some hardships on the set. She has already prepared herself mentally, but Brother Qing has helped her avoid a lot of troubles these days, and even bought people's hearts for her, so that she can live Much, much more.

Thank you for being Ming Jing's senior sister. Zheng Qing said mercilessly.

Ye Zhen pursed her lips: By the way, Brother Qing, I heard from Ming Jing that you are planning to shoot Yun Shangfeng?

Well, what, are you interested?

Ye Zhen smiled confidently: It's okay, fair competition, don't save me face.

Zheng Qing nodded with a smile: You have backbone, I guess I read you right.

At this time, the host asked in the live broadcast: Yuanxin? Is there anything special about this name?

The girl's gentle and indifferent voice came through the microphone - From the Singing Guide written by Xiao Gang, a talented scholar in Nanliang. If you are good at touching your heart, you will be immortal in thousands of calamities. Hundreds of lights will shine brightly, and thousands of miles will be bright.