The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 314: Never (One Update)

Who are you sorry for? He obviously did nothing wrong? Ming Chen frowned in confusion.

She saw her second sister, who had always been gentle and calm, standing there quietly, without speaking, looking down at the young man in front of her.

The dark eyes are as quiet as a deep pool, and the heart feels hairy when looking at them.

Ming Chen shrank to the side, not daring to breathe out.

This picture is too weird.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact it was only for a moment. Ming Jing bent down, squatted in front of Qu Feitai, and said softly.

It's all over, and she forgives you.

Qu Feitai raised his eyes blankly, his eyes were straight and out of focus.

The eyes are exactly the same as in the memory, gentle and tolerant.

It seems that he is just a child who made mistakes, as long as he corrects, he is still a good child.

No... no, she is the mirror...

Qu Feitai shook his head, trying to break free from the chaotic memory, more and more nosebleeds flowed out and dripped onto the floor, but he didn't care to wipe it off, his flushed face was distorted by pain.

Ming Jing's fingers brushed the back of his neck, Qu Feitai rolled his eyes, tilted his head and fell to the ground.

In the gradually blurred and slanted vision, he heard a sigh.

Traveling through time and space, a sigh from thirteen years ago.

Ah, brother Qu has passed out. Ming Chen exclaimed.

Ming Jing set up Qu Feitai. She looked so thin, but it was effortless to set up a man who was stronger than her.

Putting him on the bed, Ming Jing lifted the clothes on his chest, revealing his strong muscles.

Ming Chen who followed immediately covered his eyes, but quietly peeked through his fingers.

What is the second sister going to do? Is the Overlord going to bow hard? This is too exciting.

Soon she realized that she was thinking too much. Ming Jing took out the needle bag and spread it out. A row of silver needles of various thicknesses were arranged in random order. The tail point was touched, and the silver needles were pierced two inches deep under the skin.

Qu Feitai's subcutaneous fat is superficial, and the needle can pierce shallower than ordinary people.

Then he took his left middle finger and pricked the fingertip, Bring a bowl.

Ming Chen flew away and came back again.

I saw bright red drops of blood coming out of Qu Feitai's fingertips and dripping into the bowl.

Qu Feitai's face soon became less red, and his breathing became much more normal.

Ming Jing dipped a towel in water, and wiped off the blood on his face and hands little by little. Her movements were gentle and careful, and she didn't even notice that a kid behind her was secretly taking pictures.

Second Sister, Brother Qu, is he alright?

Ming Jing tucked the quilt up for him, and said softly: The last time I saw him, his body had some deficiency of spleen and stomach yin, which was probably the root cause of long-term all-night fatigue. He usually doesn't pay attention to diet and rest. Dabu decoction is just used to draw out the symptoms, treat syndromes, invigorate the spleen and nourish yin, and clear stomach heat.

So that's the case. I thought you didn't like Brother Qu and made him suffer on purpose. It turns out that you still care about Brother Qu.

Ming Jing sat by the bed for a while, and said, Mingchen, I'll write a prescription, and you ask Xiaoying to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

Okay, I'll go with Miss Xiaoying.

Mingchen took the written prescription and left happily.

Ming Jing looked at the pale young man on the bed and frowned slightly.

It turns out that you have been condemned by your conscience for more than ten years. You are just a silly child. She never blamed you.

The sleeping boy frowned uncomfortably.

Ming Jing placed his finger between his eyebrows, tapped it lightly, and recited the Great Ming Mantra. Accompanied by a low voice, the young man's expression gradually returned to normal.

The room is silent, the night outside the window is as cool as water, and the moonlight is shining.

After a long time, Ming Jing looked at the bloody handprints on the skirt, flicked his fingers, like flicking the dust off his heart, and returned to peace ever since.

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Qu Feitai slept for a long time.

He seems to have had a lot of dreams, in which there are all kinds of strange things and everything he fears, he seems to have fallen into the ice and snow, looking around, terrified, there are ghosts demanding his life, he keeps running away...

The ghost caught up with him and grabbed his neck tightly with both hands, he was almost out of breath...

He saw with his own eyes that the ferocious ghost turned into a beautiful girl, with a faint golden light all over her body, as holy as dust, just like a bodhisattva in his imagination.

She reached out and tapped between his brows, and a warm current surged through her body.

Ming Jing? The girl clearly looked like Ming Jing.

As gentle as ever, his eyebrows and eyes are like eternal ice, so distant and strange.

Mingjing... Qu Feitai suddenly shouted, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He froze for a long time before slowly recalling what happened.

Last night, last night, he drank that night's soup, got a nosebleed, and then brought back some bad memories. Before he passed out, he seemed to see a mirror.

Qu Feitai rubbed his forehead, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Opening the bedroom door, he suddenly froze.

On the dining table, breakfast was set, as well as a bowl of steaming Chinese medicine.

A note was pasted next to it, with neat and elegant fonts, and a little immature.

He recognized that it was Mingchen's characters.

——Brother Qu, I’m going to school, and I’ll tell you secretly, the traditional Chinese medicine was boiled by my second sister herself, you must finish it. Also, my second sister stayed with you for most of the night last night, she asked It is also for your own good that you drink the tonic soup.

Qu Feitai held the note in the palm of his hand, his brows and eyes softened instantly.

Pick up the bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, and eat it in two or three bites.

Although it is bitter, it is sweet in the heart.

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Mingchen, I'm watching the news, is sister Mingjing okay? Zhang Yunfang waited for a long time at the school gate and finally waited for Mingchen, and rushed over to ask.

Of course it's fine. Why is there something wrong with my second sister? You listen to those unscrupulous media making up.

It's fine, I'm worried to death. Zhang Yunfang breathed a sigh of relief.

The three walked into the school gate, Cui Yumeng saw it from a distance and chased after them.

Ming Chen slipped away when he saw her, Here we go again, are you annoying?

Since last week, Cui Yumeng has been entangled with her, following her wherever she goes.

This guy is a school bully just like Li Yu, and he hasn't done anything good. Ming Chen was bullied by her before, but now this guy has suddenly changed his character.

Ming Chen, wait for me, I... I'll bring you something delicious. Cui Yumeng hurriedly handed her a beautiful paper bag.

I know you like chocolate. This is the handmade chocolate my cousin brought back from abroad. It's very delicious. It's not available in China. I'm not willing to eat it. I leave it all to you.

Ming Chen snorted: I don't care, what do you want to do?

Mingchen, I...I just suddenly felt that you are very nice. I did something wrong before. I shouldn't bully you with Li Yu. Let me apologize to you. I hope we can become good friends in the future. I have a good relationship with you. All the food is left to you, good friends should share it together.”

Mingchen felt more and more that something was wrong, Did you have a fever and burnt out your brain?

If it was before, Cui Yumeng would definitely be furious, but today he is very calm, and even said with a smile: You can say whatever you want, but I just want to know, is sister Mingjing okay?

Ming Chen immediately felt vigilant, why both of them are asking about the second sister, can't they have ulterior motives?

Don't get me wrong, I...I admire Sister Ming Jing very much, and I am her loyal fan. I just want to know how she is now?

Ming Chen snorted, Of course my second sister is fine, it's the bad guys who are bad.

That's good, I'll give you the chocolate, and we'll have lunch together. Cui Yumeng stuffed the chocolate into her arms, turned and ran away.

She is in class seven, and Ming Chen is not in the same direction.

Ming Chen muttered, What the hell are you doing?

Unwrap the chocolate and distribute it to Ming Ti and Zhang Yunfang: If you don't eat it, you won't eat it.

Ming gave her a white look: I don't have any backbone, so I won't eat it.

After the words fell, the two went straight to the teaching building.

Ming Chen exclaimed: Imported chocolates are delicious, it would be great if we can eat such chocolates every day in the future.

Zhang Yunfang smiled, Mingchen caught a glimpse of her smile, and squinted his eyes: You are also very strange, what are you and Cui Yumeng hiding from me?

Zhang Yunfang couldn't hide his words, so he quickly told the truth about the racecourse.

After hearing this, Ming Chen laughed twice: My second sister is still the best, no wonder Cui Yumeng is honest like a quail, and wants to worship my second sister as a teacher, it's a beautiful idea.

Let’s take a look, there will be an explosion on Double Eleven