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Chapter 324 Sickness
After a long while, Jiang Nanshu slowly opened the door.

The loose brown monk's robe looked empty when she was wearing it.

Because I am thin, I feel like a child wearing adult clothes.

Her fair and tender cheeks had an unhealthy flush, and even the ends of her eyes were a little red. Jiang Nanshu looked at Zhou Yanxu and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sick."

"I'm going to find some medicine for the donor. You can go down the mountain after you feel better. There is no hospital up here." Zhou Yanxu answered her question gently, then turned around and went to the meditation room next door to find medicine.

Two of the three sentences mention her coming down the mountain.

Jiang Nanshu gritted his teeth and followed reluctantly.

Since the memory of the two worlds may be restored, can Zhou Yansu also remember her?

"Please check my forehead to see if I have a fever." Jiang Nanshu followed him and said.

Zhou Yanxu kept walking: "I am a monk. It is inappropriate to touch a woman's skin. Let me find you a thermometer."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

"What kind of era is this? Monks are all Bodhisattvas. I'm sick. Can't you help me?"

"Sorry, I can't cure you."

He rummaged in a wooden cabinet and found a few pills for her: "This is cold medicine. You will feel better if you take it."

Jiang Nanshu grabbed it and found a cup to pour warm water. She never had trouble with her body.

The person in front of me clearly demonstrated his ability to reject people thousands of miles away.

Jiang Nanshu felt turbid in his heart and had nowhere to vent it. He could only catch Zhou Yansu and ask questions.

"Why don't you shave your hair when you become a monk? Are you sincere?"

"I practice with my hair."

Jiang Nanshu seemed to have discovered a new world: "Hey, if you return to secular life, you will save yourself the embarrassing period of growing hair."

Zhou Yanxu glanced at her with a smile on his lips: "I'm going to shave my hair. I won't return to secular life."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Nanshu quickly stopped him: "Zhou Yanxu... I was just kidding."

"Tell me to return to my destiny, and don't drag me along. It will have a negative impact on the temple."

Jiang Nanshu held his hand stiffly, then slowly let go under his gaze, speaking calmly and harshly: "I don't really like touching strangers, I hope Master Guiyuan doesn't mind."

"That's good." Seeing that she had taken the medicine, Zhou Yanxu turned the beads in his right hand and said slowly: "There is breakfast in the temple kitchen. You can go and eat it. I am going to practice."

The practice that Zhou Yanxu talked about was to go under the Buddha statue and recite sutras.

Jiang Nanshu didn't go.

She went to the kitchen and ordered a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, which was her breakfast.

Because she was sick, she had no appetite for the meal.

What affected her mood even more was Zhou Yanxu.

You see.

Even if you meet some people.

He doesn’t know you either, so he may not feel what you said, but Jiang Nanshu feels quite sad.

She thought it would be better if she hadn't met Zhou Yanxu.

Whether it was Zhou Yanxu in the original world or Zhou Yanxu in this world, he would always push her far away.

Jiang Nanshu was thinking about something, and suddenly there was a plate in front of her, with a few fried dumplings on it. The little monk put it in front of her with some regrets: "I'm sorry, my attitude towards you was so bad last night... mainly because of the fate. Uncle Master is good-looking, so many female tourists come here to offer incense, but they actually want to take advantage of him. Some of them want to stay here for an excuse to chat with Master Guiyuan. Later, Uncle Master got so annoyed that he used the excuse to go out for a wander. I was afraid that my uncle would come back and leave this time, so I was so cruel to you." As he said this, the young monk felt a little aggrieved: "Uncle taught me a lesson yesterday and told me that I couldn't be so rude. I want to say sorry to you again. ”

"These are the dumplings we just made this morning. They taste good. You can try them."

Jiang Nanshu glanced at him. He was a teenager with a shaved head. He touched his head apologetically.

Jiang Nanshu smiled at him and took a vegetarian dumpling: "Thank you."

Seeing that she accepted his kindness, the little monk breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sincerely: "Eat slowly, if it's not enough, don't worry." Jiang Nanshu drank the porridge, finished the dumplings and steamed buns, and sat in the little room. Walked around the temple.

Thinking that there was no news about Jiang Leyi, she turned her cell phone on again.

No more messages from Lu Qingyan were sent.

Maybe she knows that she has turned off her phone...

Jiang Nanshu felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't know why. With a flick of her fingertips, all the records of these messages disappeared. She didn't want to see them.

Just as he was about to go find Zhou Zhenghui to ask about the situation, a news message suddenly popped up on the page.

[Last night's heavy rain caused a serious landslide in the mountainous area of ​​​​Hong Kong City, causing two casualties and one serious injury. For detailed news, please see the report...]

Peak mountainous area.

Isn't it the same place where she came to rescue Jiang Leyi yesterday?

The mountains in that place are really steep.

Jiang Nanshu quickly clicked in. The news read: [It was confirmed that the victim was driving a vehicle near a landslide, causing an accident. The deceased was identified as 'Jiang' and 'Jiang'. They were seriously injured and are still being rescued in the hospital.' It turns out that someone was passing through this place and an accident happened. 】

died?

What a wonderful reincarnation.

Two of the three people died in the accident without her doing anything. Yuan Feng was seriously injured and was not sure whether he could be revived in the hospital.

That’s what they say if you fail to harm others, you will end up harming yourself, right?
Jiang Nanshu wanted to laugh, wondering if Zhou Yanbai would be scared when he saw the news.

Jiang Hong was ordered to set fire to Zhou Yanxu to death, and now he repeated the same trick and asked Jiang Hongfa, who had just come out of prison, to kill Jiang Leyi.

Jiang Nanshu could think of his intentions with his toes.

He might have discovered something and wanted to kill Jiang Leyi first, destroy the body and eliminate all traces, and then give his chosen Su Ran to Zhou Zhenghui as his daughter.

pity.

He was still a step slower.

Jiang Nanshu immediately called Zhou Zhenghui and was relieved to learn that Jiang Leyi was out of danger, but was still in a coma and needed to recuperate.

People safe is good.

He said a few words in a hurry.

She told him her position and asked him to go to the set to ask for two days off for her, then hung up the phone.

The battery of the mobile phone did not last more than five minutes and it was completely shut down.

Jiang Nanshu didn't want to charge his phone and wanted to stay quietly at Yulin Temple for two days.

She was waiting for him in the corridor that Zhou Yanxu must pass.

He didn't come back until ten in the morning.

When I saw her for the first time, I was a little surprised: "You haven't left yet?"

"Do you really want me to leave?" Jiang Nanshu turned around and asked while sitting on the long wooden chair next to the crabapple tree.

The distance between the two of them was within arm's reach, and he could reach her just by walking around the pillar.

However, Zhou Yan's speech was very formal and would not go beyond the limits.

"This is a temple, not suitable for tourists."

"I'm sick. Let's recover first before leaving, okay?" Jiang Nanshu's always bright face was now a little weak and pale.

The lightly pursed lips were light in color and slightly dry and flaky.

After a long while, Zhou Yanxu said warmly: "It's up to you."

(End of this chapter)