When Jing Yan saw this, she stamped her feet angrily and shouted, "Fangzheng, you bastard! I came here in the middle of the night to not listen to what you said!"
"Oh... good night!"
"Your sister!"
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Fang Zheng left, and Jing Yan stood on the top of the mountain with her arms folded, speechless, drinking the cold wind alone.
When Lao Miao saw that Fang Zheng was gone and there was no problem, he came over and asked, "Jing Yan, Master is gone, what are you doing here?"
Jing Yan said: "Stop talking and let me calm down for a while. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it anymore and burn this temple down."
When Lao Miao heard this, he quickly shut up and waited obediently.
On one side was the eldest lady Jing Yan, and on the other was the magical monk Fang Zheng. He decisively chose not to offend anyone. Although he also knew that Jing Yan was just talking out of anger, but as a woman... it was better not to offend her, especially when she seemed to be in a bad mood.
When Jing Yan turned around, Lao Miao came over and asked, "What should we do now?"
Jing Yan said: "Publish the news and tell everyone that nothing happened tonight. The thief went to sleep!"
Lao Miao was speechless: "This..."
Jing Yan said: "To be honest... maybe it will become popular. After all, everyone thinks that tonight... Forget it, I won't post it. I can't sleep tonight, I can't let those guys sleep peacefully, I have to lose sleep, let's lose sleep together! "
So, Jing Yan went to find a place to write the manuscript. A group of curious cats around the world were squatting in front of computers and mobile phones, waiting for news about Founder. That night, countless people had insomnia, and countless people were cursing: "Founder, MMP !”
That night, Fang Zheng slept extremely soundly. He got up early the next day and went out to ring bells and drums. A new day began.
But when Fang Zheng came down from the Drum Tower, Jing Yan was already waiting below with Lao Miao.
Fang Zheng looked at Jing Yan, who had dewy eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Donor, you didn't stay on the mountain all night, did you?"
Jing Yan said tiredly: "What do you think? Forget it, answer my question quickly. How on earth are you going to fire those doctors who don't go to the west? Also, there is a saying on the Internet that they think that you are doing this. In Moral Kidnapping, doing this is not in line with your usual style. What do you think?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately spread his hands helplessly and said: "The poor monk believes that moral kidnapping should be based on the situation where the poor monk does not pay anything, but he stands on the commanding heights of morality and forces others to do things they don't like to do. But in this matter, the poor monk paid a treasure that would make any country in the world jealous, and the price was only three years to support the west. Is it too much
On the contrary, if the poor monk is willing, he only needs to say that he will go to the west to support people for three years, and he can learn the medical skills of the poor monk when he comes back. How many people do you think will be willing to go
Nothing in the world can be obtained for nothing, the poor monk just received a small fee. What's more, this fee is still a good thing for themselves... "
Jing Yan nodded slightly and said, "So, what if they don't go? They have already learned the medical skills, and you don't seem to have any ability to restrain them. Although you have magical powers, the law does not allow you to hurt them, right?"
Fangzheng spread his hands and said: "Why did the poor monk hurt them? They themselves are not wrong. Everyone has the right to choose their own life. In fact, they can see the medical skills left by the poor monk on the stone tablet, which shows that, Their character is not bad. It's just that they have differences with the poor monks in their choice of life path."
Jing Yan nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, I know a doctor. He is not a bad person, but he has his own reasons, so he cannot go to the west."
Fang Zheng said: "So, the poor monks are just taking back what they have learned. At the same time, the poor monks will set up the eighth stone tablet. There will be deeper medical skills on the stone tablet. All diseases in the world can be cured through the eighth stone tablet." The medical skills on the eight stone tablets are for radical cure. The poor monk believes that only those who have passed the examination are qualified to learn such medical skills."
As soon as these words came out, Jing Yan was stunned, then turned back suddenly and said to the camera: "Dear viewers, everyone has heard it. This is what Abbot Fangzheng said personally. He will erect the eighth stone tablet..."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded. He was bragging so early in the morning, but he seemed to be bragging in the wrong place! It seems that Jing Yan is not doing an interview, but a live broadcast!
Fang Zheng suddenly felt like he had been cheated, but he had already caught the duck, so what could he say? Just watch it honestly with a smile on your face.
As for the medical skills mentioned by Fang Zheng, of course they exist. The statue of Medicine Master Bodhisattva has been upgraded by two levels, and the accompanying medical skills have naturally been upgraded by two levels as well. In fact, the medical skills that Fang Zheng now masters are not just medical skills, to be precise, they should be genetic codes!
If he uses all his medical skills, human beings will not only solve the problem of diseases, but also gain a longer life span and a stronger body.
But Fang Zheng didn't say that, nor would he use this level of medical skills. The reason is very simple. The world is peaceful, and there is no need to use this kind of technology to disrupt the world.
Therefore, Fang Zheng has not said it now and will not say it in the future.
Even so, Fang Zheng's words were like a tornado that swept through the entire China, and even the whole world!
"Oh my God, Abbot Fangzheng said that he would take back the medical skills of the doctors who learned his medical skills. How is this possible?"
"Child, Abbot Fangzheng is not an ordinary person, but a Buddha. If he says he can, he can, hey... We used to look at this matter with the eyes of ordinary people. Now it seems that we were wrong... "
"Are you paying attention in the wrong direction? Those people's medical skills are very good, and there is nothing wrong with them being taken back. What's more, they also made a lot of money with these medical skills. They can be regarded as reaping the benefits. They have no losses and still make profits. I only care about the eighth stone tablet of Abbot Founder! Mmp. It can cure all diseases in the world. In other words, the deaf and mute people can be saved, the physically disabled people can be saved, the vegetative people can be saved, and the ALS can be saved. People can be saved, cancer patients can be saved, AIDS patients can be saved... Damn it, I seem to have seen countless pharmaceutical companies closing down."
"Indeed, this is the point. Founder is about to go against the grain!"
"I am only worried now about whether the treatment will be expensive by then. If it is expensive, I still can't afford it."
(End of chapter)