Jiang Zhimiao and Shen Zhuowen walked to a small courtyard.

The small courtyard is very simple, with a stone table and four stone chairs, a water tank nearby, and a broom leaning on the wall.

Other than that, there is nothing.

The voices in the room were intermittent, and two figures were reflected in the silhouette of the window. It was not difficult to tell that it was the boss and the abbot talking. There was a faint smell of Chinese medicine floating in the air.

Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes slightly and looked at Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen glanced sideways and said , " You wait here for a while, I'll go in first."

Jiang Zhimiao knew that this meant a private chat, so she didn't speak and nodded quietly.

Shen Zhuowen stepped into the room.

As soon as he entered, the silhouettes in the room changed from two to three.

Jiang Zhimiao stood for a while and then chose to sit down on the stone chair.

She raised her eyes and looked at the clear and bright sky.

The clouds are slowly cruising, the breeze is blowing, and the leaves are gently spinning, sending the bells in the center of the temple together to wash away the impetuousness of people's souls.

Jiang Zhimiao has been running in both directions during this time and is very tired.

Now sitting here, listening to the sounds of Zen, the fatigue suddenly disappeared a lot, and my mood was not so heavy.

Her long eyelashes drooped, Jiang Zhimiao raised her hand and touched her left ear again.

The faint hum of electricity seemed to echo.

When I really covered it, I couldn't hear anything.

The room door creaked open.

Jiang Zhimiao looked over and saw an old man with white hair walking in front, Shen Zhuowen half a step behind, and the abbot was at the door.

Two people are talking.

The abbot was the first to see Jiang Zhimiao. He nodded slightly and then closed the door.

Jiang Zhimiao stood up and stood next to Shen Zhuowen.

The old man glanced at her and said , " I didn't expect you to become such a big guy. More than ten years ago, your father came to discuss business with me, and now you are here. You will have a formidable future."

"You're welcome. We are also looking at the world from the shoulders of our predecessors." Shen Zhuowen's voice was slow and unhurried , " Uncle Cen, I am very much looking forward to cooperating with Angui this time. If it succeeds, I hope that uncle will have many more projects in the future." take care of. "

"You even said polite words to me." The old man said.

He paused and said , " Once this project is successful, it will be difficult to shake your position in the Shen family. If anything happens to that bastard of mine, you can help him."

Shen Zhuowen nodded , " It should be."

The old man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come to the company tomorrow to sign the contract."

it is more than words.

The old man never asked Jiang Zhimiao's identity. He walked to the door, got in the car and left.

But yes.

When men go out to socialize, most of the secretaries they bring are female secretaries, which makes it easier to liven up the atmosphere and there is no need to ask too many questions.

Jiang Zhimiao followed Shen Zhuowen to the door.

Jiang Zhimiao originally thought that Shen Zhuowen would leave the temple later. After sending people away, he gave Jiang Zhimiao a faint look and turned back to the small courtyard just now.

Jiang Zhimiao could only go back with him.

The difference between this time and last time is that she and Shen Zhuowen entered the room together.

Compared with the simplicity outside, the room has a more human atmosphere.

The abbot was sitting on a futon, with a small shrine enshrined in the middle. He heard the door open and slowly turned his head to look over.

"This is Miss Jiang."

Jiang Zhimiao was startled and nodded , " It's me."

The abbot looked at Jiang Zhimiao, then at Shen Zhuowen, and said , " He told me, don't look at his cold face, this kid is very sullen."

" ... " Jiang Zhimiao didn't expect that the other party's speech was so into the world, and subconsciously glanced at Shen Zhuowen twice.

Shen Zhuowen frowned slightly, but did not refute, "Brother, please check her pulse."

The abbot looked to be about forty or fifty years old, middle-aged, but very kind-looking. He led Jiang Zhimiao to the small table on the other side, took out a pulse pillow, and asked Jiang Zhimiao to put his hand on it. Go up.

Since Jiang Zhimiao was discharged from the hospital, she knew that her injury would not heal, so she never went for a review.

Holding her right hand with her left hand, she hid it behind her.

"I'm not sick, no need to check my pulse."

The abbot glanced at him, as if he could see what Jiang Zhimiao was thinking, and said with a smile , " Actually, I studied Chinese medicine before I became a monk. Strictly speaking, I am that boy's senior brother, but he is very arrogant and arrogant. He doesn’t want to call me senior brother, this is the first time he has spoken.”

"Senior brother?"

Jiang Zhimiao asked.

The next second, a thick palm circled her wrist and placed it on a pulse pillow.

The skin generates heat.

Jiang Zhimiao's eyelids twitched.

Within a few seconds, Shen Zhuowen let go of her hand.

The abbot put two fingers on Jiang Zhimiao's pulse, "Yes, we come from the same school, aren't we senior brothers? Let me tell you, he wanted to be a doctor at the beginning -"

Jiang Zhimiao was a little stunned and looked up at Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen's expression remained as usual and his eyes were lowered, as if he had not heard the abbot's teasing.

The abbot babbled while taking Jiang Zhimiao's pulse.

Maybe it was because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, but he spoke out about Shen Zhuowen as if he was talking about Doudou.

He said that Shen Zhuowen's talent in finance was excellent, but his talent in medicine was terrible.

Fortunately, Shen Zhuowen worked hard, otherwise he might not even be able to graduate.

There was even one time when he just barely passed the passing line.

Jiang Zhimiao paused, unable to imagine this scene.

The abbot said , " It's human nature. God gives some people extraordinary talents in certain areas, but will take back some of them. After all, we are only human, not gods."

Jiang Zhimiao thought so too.

The abbot continued , " However, this is the first time I've seen him care so much about someone. To use the words in those romance novels, it should be ... "

Jiang Zhimiao once saw this meme on a short video and guessed what the abbot was going to say next.

——'Madam, this is the first time the president has brought a woman home.'

She was so embarrassed that she coughed.

Shen Zhuowen's voice was light , " Have your medical skills deteriorated and you need to see me for so long?"

The abbot suddenly blew his beard and glared, "What nonsense are you talking about? I have learned a lot of medical skills over the years, and I have also earned a lot of extra money for the temple."

"Twenty minutes." Shen Zhuowen looked back at him calmly.

A hint of guilt flashed across the abbot's face, and he retracted his hand.

He went out to get something and asked Shen Zhuowen and the others to wait here for a while.

The room fell silent.

Jiang Zhimiao thought of the behavior of the abbot and Shen Zhuowen, saying they were senior brothers. In fact, judging from the two people's behavior, it was the junior brother Shen Zhuowen who was eating the abbot's senior brother to death.

He looked up and said angrily , " The pulse is fine, let me check the ears again."

Jiang Zhimiao suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen didn't tolerate gimmicks, "Let him show you."

Jiang Zhimiao's hands hanging on her knees suddenly tightened, her lips tightened, her eyelashes drooped, and her expression was difficult to distinguish.

Shen Zhuowen said nothing.

After a while, the abbot brought over a small medicine box, which contained a flashlight, silver needles, and some professional tools.

Jiang Zhimiao's heart suddenly lifted.

Her body was shaking a little because of fear.

The man's warm palm fell on his shoulder. He turned his head slightly and met her half-eye.