The abbot's inspection was quick.

Before Jiang Zhimiao could get away from the worry and loss, she heard him say , " It's indeed serious, but it's not impossible to recover. Let's try it first."

For a moment, she couldn't believe what she heard.

The slightly round eyes widened, Jiang Zhimiao held Shen Zhuowen's hand and held it tightly, the tension on his eyelashes clearly visible.

This was the first time she heard there was a chance her ears could recover.

After hearing too many impossibilities, people will no longer hold out hope. Checking again and again will only dash their luck, so she resists re-examination.

Jiang Zhimiao opened his mouth.

Shen Zhuowen's eyes passed over her and said , " Do you want to perform the acupuncture now?"

The abbot nodded, "Yes, only after seeing the specific effects can we arrange the follow-up treatment plan."

Shen Zhuowen turned slightly sideways, his dark eyes lowered, as if he was asking for her opinion.

Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips tightly and said after a while , " I want to try it."

What if.

Maybe it can be restored.

The reason why Jiang Zhimiao's ear injury was so serious was ultimately the result of not seeking medical treatment in time and adding injury to injury. Had Fu Shaoyu not left that night or called a doctor for Jiang Zhimiao, the situation would not have been like this. serious.

Shen Zhuowen looked at the abbot.

The abbot looked at him twice, and his eyes fell on the overlapping hands, which was a little more playful.

Then, he rolled up his sleeves and said righteously , " I can't be disturbed by outsiders. You go outside and wait."

Shen Zhuowen looked at him silently.

The abbot looked back at him.

Their eyes met, Shen Zhuowen looked away casually, walked outside the door, and closed the door.

The abbot snorted coldly.

He had already noticed that this kid just liked people, and his expression was so cold.

As soon as Shen Zhuowen left, Jiang Zhimiao became more nervous.

The abbot said , " Don't be too nervous. He is waiting for you outside the door and won't leave."

This was a bit strange. Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes and looked at the abbot.

The abbot did not explain. He lit the candle, took out the alcohol, sterilized the silver needle, and then asked Jiang Zhimiao to lower his head and relax.

The process of acupuncture is long.

Two hours flew by in a blink of an eye.

The abbot took off the silver needles one by one and asked Jiang Zhimiao how he felt.

Jiang Zhimiao felt his ears feel warm and comfortable, and the vague tingling sensation disappeared.

Even the buzzing sound disappeared.

She rubbed her ears with her fingertips and looked up at the monk in front of her. Although she still couldn't hear any sound, a little hope rose in her heart.

Jiang Zhimiao said softly , " Thank you."

The abbot waved his hand, looked outside the door, and smiled slyly , " You don't have to thank me. If you want to thank someone, you should thank him."

Jiang Zhimiao understood what the abbot meant. After a few seconds, she nodded and said , " I know."

After telling Jiang Zhimiao some things she needed to pay attention to, the abbot sent her out.

Just before opening the door, he asked sideways , " Miss Jiang, do you believe in fate?"

"What?"

Abbot , " The meeting between people is destined. Your meeting with him is not accidental, but inevitable."

Jiang Zhimiao's fingertips curled up.

"This is just a one-sided opinion. Miss Jiang can listen or not. Instead of resisting, it is better to accept it. Maybe things will really develop according to your ideas." The abbot said in a calm and steady voice , " My little junior brother is indeed stubborn, but he is also not ignorant of the good character of others. Give him a little more time. If he is still not able to do it, it is not too late for you to leave."

Jiang Zhimiao didn't show it on his face, but his heart was filled with turmoil and he stepped back.

She stared at the man in front of her.

The man just smiled at this, "It's our secret."

Jiang Zhimiao pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.

The abbot pushed the door open and saw Shen Zhuowen drinking tea on the stone table.

The aura on his body changed in vain.

He strode over and said cursingly , " Whoever served you the pastries and tea will have to pay for these."

Shen Zhuowen turned a blind eye, raised his eyes to Jiang Zhimiao in front of him, and asked , " How is it?"

Jiang Zhimiao paused, then walked over and whispered , " It's very comfortable."

"Then it works." Shen Zhuowen looked back at the abbot and said slowly , " It seems that your skills have not deteriorated, senior brother. It's no wonder that Uncle Cen often comes to see you."

The abbot glared at him and turned to look at Jiang Zhimiao. "I will tell you the acupuncture points and send you a video. Then you can find an old Chinese doctor to help you with the acupuncture and Chinese medicine. You will be able to hear the sound in a year at the shortest."

Jiang Zhimiao's lips moved.

The abbot interrupted and said , " Don't be so quick to thank me. It is definitely impossible to fully recover. You should be able to hear people talking, but how well you can recover depends on your physical condition."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded, indicating that he understood.

It is enough to be able to hear the sound.

She is not a greedy person and is grateful.

So Jiang Zhimiao took the initiative to say , " I will go to the front to add some incense, as a thank you."

The abbot gave her a wise look.

Jiang Zhimiao and Shen Zhuowen did not stay long, but before leaving, they went to the front yard of the temple.

There are still a lot of people.

Jiang Zhimiao held up her mobile phone and was about to scan the QR code to donate some incense money.

The young monk on one side took the initiative to come over. He handed Jiang Zhimiao a concentric knot and said with a shy smile , " This is a free gift from our temple. I hope you and your boyfriend will always be united."

Jiang Zhimiao was stunned, "I didn't—"

The little monk pointed to Shen Zhuowen who was standing not far away and whispered , " Isn't that the one?"

Jiang Zhimiao wanted to say no.

But looking at the little monk's confused look, she nodded and said , " Yes, thank you."

The young monk said , " You're welcome. We are destined to meet each other." After saying this, he immediately left the crowd.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at the concentric knot on his hand. It was very delicate and different from the ordinary ones sold here. He didn't know where it came from. It might have been given to a destined pilgrim.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zhimiao added some more incense money and respectfully bowed three times to the Buddha statue in front of him.

Then, she walked up to Shen Zhuowen and stretched out her hand to tug at the corner of his clothes.

Shen Zhuowen turned his head and looked over, "Huh?"

Jiang Zhimiao , " A young master gave it to us, do you want to hang it up?"

Shen Zhuowen's eyes swept over him calmly, "Go ahead."

The implication is that he is not interested.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't want to call Shen Zhuowen. She came here this time to see him take her to see a doctor. So after he disagreed, she didn't hesitate anymore and stepped out of the door and headed to the big tree in front.

There are a lot of red silks on the trees, including wooden signs, concentric knots, and some with red stripes.

Jiang Zhimiao scanned them one by one and finally found an empty branch and hung the concentric knot on it.

It's just that the branch is a bit high, and she can barely reach it by standing on tiptoes.

With his arms wrapped around the treetops, Jiang Zhimiao struggled to raise his head and looked up, rubbing it with feeling.

The feel of her fingers told her that the knot was close to being tied.

In an instant, there were two more hands on her waist, and her hot chest pressed against her. He stood next to her.

Jiang Zhimiao panicked, let go of his hand, and turned to look over.