Director Qiu nodded frequently: "It makes sense. I will go back and tell him to ask him to borrow some money from the old abbot. "But if the old abbot refuses to borrow so much money, it will be useless?"

"Didn't you just say that Dean Zheng asked you to give her the last chance? You took her to see the old abbot and told her clearly that this is the last chance she gave her. If you can't raise money to save her husband this time, then ask them to be discharged from the hospital. Wouldn't you just handle this matter? Dean Zheng has an explanation."

Director Qiu nodded: "Yes, President Zheng said that the woman has promised that this is the last chance. If I give her this opportunity, but it still cannot be solved, the woman will say nothing and should leave. My problem will be solved. - Alas! I, a doctor, have to help the patient borrow money from the monk. If I can't borrow money, I have to drive the patient away. What's the point of doing this?"

"Have you heard of it? Those who make atomic bombs are not as good as those who sell tea eggs, and those who hold scalpels are not as good as those who hold kitchen knives. If you want to live a good life, you shouldn't have studied medicine back then and you should be a chef. You will definitely earn more money than you do now and don't have to bear it."

Director Qiu sighed and shook his head.

After dinner, he returned to the nephrology department and went straight to Huang Lili's husband's ward.

This ward is a large room and is the cheapest ward in their department. There are twelve patients in it, almost all the beds next to each other. All the families of the accompanying patients can only sleep in the aisle outside.

Seeing Director Qiu come in, Huang Lili was a little nervous and quickly came up and looked at him with pleading eyes.

Director Qiu called her to the aisle and said, "Director Zheng said, I'll give you a last chance. `I know that all the people you can borrow money have already borrowed. If you ask you to borrow money, you will definitely not be able to help you. Help people to the end. I just heard that there is a Mingtong abbot from Xianglu Temple in the Oncology Department. He is extremely enthusiastic. I'll take you to see him. Please see if he can lend you some money to pay the hospitalization fee, and you will return it to the temple slowly in the future."

Huang Lili nodded in surprise and asked hesitantly: "Is he willing to borrow?"

"That depends on your ability. However, I heard that this abbot is kind-hearted and kind to others. He is also a monk who pays attention to the compassion of my Buddha. If you can explain your sufferings and difficulties deeply and arouse his sympathy, you may be able to help you."

Director Qiu was still hesitant when he saw Huang Lili, and gave another dose of strong medicine and said, "You should know that your husband has symptoms of heart failure. If you can't find money to continue treatment for him, he will die soon! So, now is the last chance. You should try every means to raise money for your husband. Maybe it won't succeed. So why not try it?"

Huang Lili stayed for a moment. He had never had any experience of borrowing money from strangers. Although the other party was a monk, Director Qiu's last words just now touched him. He had to try his best to save his husband's life, otherwise, his husband would leave behind his lonely self and leave forever.

Huang Lili looked back at her dying husband on the hospital bed, bit her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll beg for that abbot!"

"Well, but I'll tell you clearly. President Zheng told you that he would give you a last chance. I'll help you with the last time. If you can't pay the hospital fee this time, you can't blame our hospital for being cruel."

Huang Lili looked desperate. He looked at Director Qiu and looked helpless when he saw him. Knowing that he had difficulties, the hospital could be considered to be a righteous and righteous person. So Huang Lili had nodded in pain and made up her mind that if she didn't lend money this time, she would take her husband home and spend her last days with her husband.

Director Qiu took Huang Lili to the Oncology Department, first found Director Zhang and asked him to help him take him to see the abbot Mingtong of Xianglu Temple.

Abbot Mingtong was lying on the hospital bed for infusion, and a little monk next to him was taking care of him.

Director Zhang gave an introduction.

Huang Lili began to tell her husband about her hardships in seeking medical treatment over the years. In order to treat her husband, she still owes tens of thousands of yuan in hospital fees. Finally, she told her purpose, whether she could ask the old abbot to be a monk to be compassionate, and she pitied her and her husband, lend a helping hand and borrowed some money to pay the hospital fees.

Abbot Mingtong listened quietly and nodded from time to time. When Huang Lili finished speaking and looked at him with anticipation, Abbot Mingtong said, "I'll make a call first, and we'll discuss it later."

Then Abbot Mingtong muttered a few words to the little monk next to him, and the little monk nodded and ran out.

Abbot Mingtong said to Director Zhang and Director Qiu again: "Two doctors, I will deal with this matter, so you can ask me to go back!"

The two directors looked at each other, not knowing what mysterious the monk was going to do, so they nodded and left.

Abbot Mingtong is very prestigious in the Buddhist community and is also a member of the Municipal CPPCC, so this time he was hospitalized and was admitted to a single ward, including sand and TV.

Abbot Mingtong asked Huang Lili to sit and wait on the sand.

Huang Lili didn't know what the abbot was going to do, so she sat on the sand and waited respectfully, but Abbot Mingtong closed her eyes and thought about the problem without saying anything.

After a while, the little monk came back and muttered a few words in the abbot's ear.

The abbot nodded, opened his eyes, and said to Huang Liming: "After I have finished the infusion, I will take you to a place."

"Okay, where are the masters going?"

"You will know then."

Huang Lili thought about it and said that the other party was a monk who was a Taoist monk and should not have any bad thoughts. Maybe she took her to borrow money, so she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll follow the instructions of the master."

"After I go there, we will discuss borrowing money. I personally don't have much money and may not be able to help you. However, I have many believers who often listen to me preaching Buddhism. I can tell them about your difficulties and do a fundraising to see if I can raise some money for you."

When Huang Lili heard this, she was surprised, happy and grateful. She stood up and took two steps forward, grabbed the bed rail, and said with gratitude: "Thank you, Master, you are really kind and kind, and save my husband and me. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life. From now on, I will eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name to repay the master's kindness."

The master smiled: "Eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name is not a way to repay, but a way to practice."

After hearing this, Huang Lili couldn't help but blush slightly and said embarrassedly: "I was wrong. I will follow the master's instructions in the future and do whatever I ask me to do."

The abbot smiled and nodded, and asked her what job she had in the factory before? What was her income? Huang Lili answered respectfully.

After the master's fluid was injected, he did not take the little monk, but only Huang Lili and two out of the hospital.

Huang Lili followed him. Because there were many people in the hospital, it was difficult for the two to walk side by side. Abbot Mingtong was very conspicuous in a yellow monk's robe. She was a woman who followed her and could easily cause misunderstandings from others, so she deliberately fell behind two steps and followed behind. Abbot Mingtong didn't talk to her, but just walked forward slowly.

After these days of treatment, the abbot's feet were better than before. At least he could walk slowly without the support of the monk. If he could walk by himself, he would not let others help him.

The master walked out of the hospital gate, walked around the wall and walked towards the back of the hospital, and entered an alley.

Huang Lili followed him and saw that there were fewer and fewer people around her, and it was a secluded place. She couldn't help but start to thrive in her heart, thinking where the old monk would take him?

Huang Lili has been fucked by her husband's illness in recent years and suffered a lot. Now she looks haggard. However, she was also a flower in the workshop in the factory and she looked quite beautiful. Before she got married, she had many men's pursuits. Even after marriage, she was still charming before her husband fell ill.

Although the hardships of life and the pain of her husband's illness have made her look faded, her figure is still very popular and her appearance is still acceptable. Could it be that when this monk saw that he was in trouble, he wanted to take the opportunity to ask him to borrow money to him...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but slow down, and looked at the abbot Mingtong who was walking forward nervously and puzzledly, thinking in her heart, what should she do if the monk made a demand for a while? What if he used fundraising to threaten herself?

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