"A... Miracle!"
Ma Baoguo sprang to his feet in disbelief.
Without a thought for anyone else, he strode into the building with a tiger’s stride.
By the ti he reached the ward, many dical staff had heard the commotion and were craning their necks to see inside. Before Ma Baoguo could push through the crowd, he heard a voice booming with vigor:
"I don’t want porridge, I want grilled sausage!"
"Grandpa, I’ll go buy it right away..."
An Xiaofu, in one breath, brightened up once more.
For these past two days, she’d felt as if the world was crumbling, walking on thin ice every day, but now... everything was undecided.
"This little bowl of dicine soup has such a strong effect; in all my years of dical practice, I’ve never heard of such a miracle."
"I’m utterly ashad." Soone laughed awkwardly.
"Just looking at this report, Elder An’s cancer cells seem forcibly confined here; barring any major surprises, five years shouldn’t be a problem..."
Pushing through the crowd and stepping into the ward, Ma Baoguo’s heart trembled, his gaze flashed with a peculiar radiance,
...
At this mont at Changchun Temple.
The first wave of incense burners had mostly dispersed.
Ning An lay leisurely on the bamboo chair and promptly started the livestream.
Seeing Ning An’s comfortable lifestyle, the sourness among the viewers in the live-stream room overflowed.
"Brothers, you can’t let Little Daoist be so idle, those nearby, hurry up."
"Compared to the strear, I feel like a workhorse, not just 996 but also being bossed around. Above the strear, there’s only the founding master, nobody else."
"So envious, drinking health tea every day, enjoying the beautiful mountains and water, listening to all sorts of gossip, ahh ahh ahhh..."
...
For a mont, the viewers in the live-stream room got even more worked up, eager to vent their frustrations.
They work hard every day for that ager salary, not even enough for travel expenses.
Why does Ning An get to enjoy a carefree life, untouched by worldly concerns every day!
Looking at the chat, Ning An chuckled.
Then he stood up, fetched two certificates from the bedroom, placed them at the forefront, and said with a smile:
"As long as you pass the Daoist certificate exam and have a bachelor’s degree as a postgraduate, Changchun Temple welcos you."
Damn!
Seeing the two certificates, the live-stream room viewers were instantly defeated.
They aren’t qualified at all!
...
And at the sa ti.
At the foot of Changchun Temple.
Granny Wang and a young woman, slightly unfamiliar, arrived here.
"Girl, listen to , this place is different from others, it’s quite mystical."
Granny Wang led the way while chattering incessantly.
The woman with her had a touch of powder on her face, but still bore quite a resemblance to Granny Wang.
Hearing Granny Wang’s words, the woman made a ghost face, helplessly saying:
"Mom, look at you, did you not listen well to the teacher back when learning literacy?"
Granny Wang turned her head glaringly, not sparing her mouth either: "Hmph, grown-up now, talking back, if you didn’t want to co fulfill the wish with , go ho and save the trouble."
"Mom, just joking~"
The woman took a few small steps, shaking Granny Wang’s hand, acting coy:
"If it’s really mystical, then I’ll make a wish too, wish to be a bit slimr, how about that?"
Granny Wang rolled her eyes, spat twice, and said: "Slim, slim, slim, all you know is slim, what’s good about a stick figure? Back in our days, whoever was more robust..."
"No listening, no listening, not listening to nonsense."
Before Granny Wang could finish, the woman mischievously smiled and then strode ahead.
She had just returned to the country and ca with Granny Wang to Changchun Temple, partly to fulfill a wish, partly to see what was so divine about the much-talked-about Changchun Temple.
"Walk slowly."
Seeing her daughter lively and full of energy up ahead, Granny Wang showed a kindly smile.
Soon, they reached the entrance of the Daoist Temple.
"Little Daoist, Little Daoist~~"
Ning An, at this mont, was holding his tea cup, chatting intermittently with the viewers.
Right at a lively mont, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
Shifting his gaze from the screen, he looked straight at the Daoist Temple entrance.
Oh dear.
Granny Wang, the world’s peaceful!
Seeing Granny Wang, who was leading the way with lots of local products in her hands, Ning An raised his eyebrows.
The woman behind her he hadn’t t, but given her seven-point resemblance to Granny Wang, Ning An quickly guessed she must be Granny Wang’s daughter, whom she wished academic success for.
Seeing Granny Wang looking rosy-cheeked, Ning An smiled complintarily:
"Not bad, Granny Wang, looks like everything’s good at ho lately."
Saying this, Granny Wang imdiately perked up:
"Who’s to say, after burning incense here with you, my kid seed to have suddenly woken up, stopped playing gas, beca goal-oriented. Recently he’s even found a job at a state-owned enterprise, I can’t thank you enough."
Hearing Granny Wang’s words, the live-stream viewers genuinely rejoiced for her.
"Granny Wang’s son found work, looks like those slaps from his uncle weren’t in vain."
"Hahaha, I strongly suspect he found the job just to avoid more slaps, I accuse him of impure motives for finding a job!"
"Not to ntion, he ended up in a state enterprise, well, can’t say it changes the family class, but it’s definitely enough for a comfortable life."
Ning An sheepishly shook his head and said:
"This has nothing to do with Little Daoist, it’s all his own fortune."
Taking another look at the woman beside him, she was curiously looking around.
Seeing this, Granny Wang appropriately introduced her daughter:
"Little Daoist, this is my daughter, Wang Pingping, I once wished for her academic success."
Ning An joked playfully:
"I rember, the genius studying in Germany, right?"
"..."
The woman twitched her mouth at his words, then puffed up indignantly at him.
She’d t audacious people before but never ones who deliberately rubbed salt in the wound!
Counting it, her being "smoothly" noticed by a teacher and recruited personally had sothing to do with this Daoist Temple.
After all, her mom also wished for her academic success back then.
Continuing education, how is that not academic success?
With one sentence, she was completely gagged.
Live-stream viewers saw this and chid in too.
"Okay okay, when it cos to talking, I’ve never praised anyone but our Little Daoist."
"The three years in Germany will be the most fruitful seven years in your five-year life, if you could redo it, who knows if you’d make the sa choice."
"PhD? That’s clearly gambling, studying for a PhD in Germany is like playing three-card poker with only single cards, highest being an eleven."
Viewers went one after another, pushing the live-stream’s atmosphere high.
Ning An was rely joking; he had so emotional intelligence.
"The scenery in Germany, it must be very beautiful, compared to the Rhine and the Danube, which do you prefer?"
Saying this, Ning An considerately flipped open the map of Germany.
"Do you think I have the ti to go out in that place?!"
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