Chapter 676 God's Mansion (Male Second Strong Entry)
It's God's will!

How is it so coincidental?

When Jiu'er was most helpless, he couldn't help her, but that hypocrite could!
Fu Lanqing regrets it now, why didn't she learn medical skills and snatch the title of hypocrite genius doctor!
It is not as passive as it is now.

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

Fu Lanqing still took Lu Jiu to the temporary residence of the refugees.

Looking from a distance, among the refugees in ragged clothes, there is a white figure, which is extremely conspicuous.

Even a back view is enough to ecstasy.

There was no need to remind, Lu Jiu knew that that person was the one she was waiting for.

Because this man was covered with golden light, like a huge light bulb, almost blinding her titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

According to Qian Qian, this is the light of holiness.

That is to say, the living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering.

Because he saved too many people, even the heavens blessed him, and he was free from disease, disaster, injury, pain, and carefree in his life.

Lu Jiu walked quickly to the man in white.

The man in white squatted halfway, administering needles to the ragged, dirty and ugly refugees.

The refugee had rotten sores on his face, covering almost his entire face, only his eyes and mouth could be seen. The rotten sores were bleeding yellow-green pus and emitting an unpleasant smell.

Not only that, but there are more or less red spots and acne marks on his body.

But the man in white didn't feel disgusted at all. His white clothes were stained, but his whole body revealed a very pure feeling.

The man in white lowered his head to administer the needle to the patient, revealing half of his side face. Unlike Fu Lanqing's stunner, who was disastrous to the country and the people, he was the kind of handsome man who was full of immortality.

His voice is very cold, like cold spring water, but his tone is very gentle, he is comforting the patient: "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

"Divine Doctor!"

Lu Jiu spoke suddenly.

Ci Jing continued to administer needles to the patient, his voice was cold: "Please wait a moment."

Three seconds later, Ci Jing finished the last seven stitches and slowly raised his head.

For a moment, time was amazed.

Between the color of snow and the color of night, he is the third stunning color.

He was born extremely handsome, with picturesque eyebrows, clothes better than snow, eyes like stars, with an appearance that does not eat the fireworks of the world, exuding a sense of immortality all over his body, like a snow lotus on the top of a snow mountain, which can only be seen from a distance and not played with .

There is a touch of compassion in his eyes, like a high god's mansion, everyone is equal and small in front of him.

No matter who it is, as long as they look at him, they will feel guilty, because they are ordinary people and others are gods.

To put it simply, his eyes are similar to those of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple.

People who have done bad things dare not look him in the eyes at all.

His eyes seem to be able to see through everything.

Ci Jing stood up slowly, wiped his hands clean, and said in a cool and pleasant voice, "Miss Lu."

Lu Jiu didn't even dare to look at him.

The first time they looked at each other, she had a feeling that I was so dirty.

Although she didn't do anything bad and had a clear conscience, she really didn't like this kind of person.

It felt like I was in front of him without any thought.

Lu Jiu looked away unnaturally, she stabilized her mind and asked, "Do you know me?"

"Miss Lu is high-spirited and virtuous."

Lu Jiu would be really embarrassed to be praised by the gods like this.

(End of this chapter)

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