Chapter 907
The predestined person is the girl doll in the arms of the benefactor!
Chapter 907 The predestined person is the girl doll in the arms of the benefactor!
Pass through the solemn main hall, walk straight along the promenade, and soon arrive at the backyard.
This place is quiet and remote, with lush trees, which isolates the noise of the front hall, and it is as quiet as another world.
It is already early spring, the climate on the mountain is pleasant, and even the wind that blows is full of vitality.
When the tall and straight man appeared in the backyard with his daughter in his arms, it became a sight instead.
Going around the winding corridor, he saw an old man with white beard sitting under the Bodhi tree at a glance.
The old man was wearing a gray monk's robe, and he looked hale and hearty, with an immortal demeanor.
Before he got close, he could feel a powerful aura spreading around him, which could make people feel awe.
Lu Shiyan walked under the tree and nodded slightly to him, "Master Abbot."
On the stone table in front of Xuanzhi is a set of Go. He holds white pieces in his right hand and black and white pieces in his left hand. He is playing chess against himself.
Hearing this, he dropped a chess piece in his hand, slowly raised his head and glanced at him, then stood in front of him with one hand, and made a Buddhist salute to him, "Benefactor."
Lu Shiyan looked at him, and asked indifferently, "Master, am I the predestined person you said?"
Xuanzhi met his gaze, smiled and shook his head, and at the same time pointed to the sleeping baby in his arms, "No, no, the predestined person is this girl in the arms of the benefactor."
Lu Shiyan looked slightly stagnant, "You mean, the predestined person is my daughter?"
"Exactly." Xuanzhi nodded, stroked his long beard, and continued, "The benefactor's daughter hasn't been named yet, right?"
Lu Shiyan really didn't choose a good name for his daughter. Lu Dingchuan was not in good health during this period and was hospitalized all the time.
Originally, he planned to give his great-granddaughter a famous name, but due to poor health, he had to temporarily put it on hold.
Xuanzhi raised his eyes to look at the sky, his snow-white beard moved, and said slowly, "The inkstone grinds the Qingjian stone, and the kitchen burns the Baiyun woodcutter. Let her be called Yanbai."
"Yanbai? Lu Yanbai." Lu Shiyan whispered her name twice, with a smile on his brow, "Thank you, master."
"I don't know why you came to me?"
Lu Shiyan sat down on the stone bench opposite him, and briefly explained his daughter's current physical condition to him.
Xuanzhi pondered for a moment, then said to him, "Let me feel her pulse."
Lu Shiyan took his daughter's hand out of the baby blanket, and Xuan Zhi placed the three fingers of his right hand on the little guy's delicate wrist. After a few seconds, he said calmly, "This child's body is really weak inside. , I'm afraid it won't be cured by one or two doses of medicine."
After hearing this, Lu Shiyan frowned, and then asked, "Then what else can you do, Master?"
Xuanzhi nodded, "Of course there is a way, but I don't know if Master Lu is willing to part with it."
[The solution is on this piece of paper, it depends on Lu Shao's reluctance. 】
Jiang Yichen also said the same thing to him.
Lu Shiyan only hesitated for half a second, and then said sincerely, "Please enlighten me, Master."
"Leave this child on the mountain, and I will take care of her myself."
Lu Shiyan was startled, and then asked, "May I ask how long the master needs to recuperate?"
Xuanzhi stroked his beard again, "The minimum is three to five years, and the maximum is one to twenty years. This depends on her, and it is impossible to predict."
Three to five years?
20 years?
Then wouldn't he have to see his daughter for many years?
Lu Shiyan was tangled in his heart, and did not make a decision immediately.
However, if she doesn't make up her mind, if her daughter's body is like Jiang Yihan's in the future, it will be even more troublesome.
(End of this chapter)
Pass through the solemn main hall, walk straight along the promenade, and soon arrive at the backyard.
This place is quiet and remote, with lush trees, which isolates the noise of the front hall, and it is as quiet as another world.
It is already early spring, the climate on the mountain is pleasant, and even the wind that blows is full of vitality.
When the tall and straight man appeared in the backyard with his daughter in his arms, it became a sight instead.
Going around the winding corridor, he saw an old man with white beard sitting under the Bodhi tree at a glance.
The old man was wearing a gray monk's robe, and he looked hale and hearty, with an immortal demeanor.
Before he got close, he could feel a powerful aura spreading around him, which could make people feel awe.
Lu Shiyan walked under the tree and nodded slightly to him, "Master Abbot."
On the stone table in front of Xuanzhi is a set of Go. He holds white pieces in his right hand and black and white pieces in his left hand. He is playing chess against himself.
Hearing this, he dropped a chess piece in his hand, slowly raised his head and glanced at him, then stood in front of him with one hand, and made a Buddhist salute to him, "Benefactor."
Lu Shiyan looked at him, and asked indifferently, "Master, am I the predestined person you said?"
Xuanzhi met his gaze, smiled and shook his head, and at the same time pointed to the sleeping baby in his arms, "No, no, the predestined person is this girl in the arms of the benefactor."
Lu Shiyan looked slightly stagnant, "You mean, the predestined person is my daughter?"
"Exactly." Xuanzhi nodded, stroked his long beard, and continued, "The benefactor's daughter hasn't been named yet, right?"
Lu Shiyan really didn't choose a good name for his daughter. Lu Dingchuan was not in good health during this period and was hospitalized all the time.
Originally, he planned to give his great-granddaughter a famous name, but due to poor health, he had to temporarily put it on hold.
Xuanzhi raised his eyes to look at the sky, his snow-white beard moved, and said slowly, "The inkstone grinds the Qingjian stone, and the kitchen burns the Baiyun woodcutter. Let her be called Yanbai."
"Yanbai? Lu Yanbai." Lu Shiyan whispered her name twice, with a smile on his brow, "Thank you, master."
"I don't know why you came to me?"
Lu Shiyan sat down on the stone bench opposite him, and briefly explained his daughter's current physical condition to him.
Xuanzhi pondered for a moment, then said to him, "Let me feel her pulse."
Lu Shiyan took his daughter's hand out of the baby blanket, and Xuan Zhi placed the three fingers of his right hand on the little guy's delicate wrist. After a few seconds, he said calmly, "This child's body is really weak inside. , I'm afraid it won't be cured by one or two doses of medicine."
After hearing this, Lu Shiyan frowned, and then asked, "Then what else can you do, Master?"
Xuanzhi nodded, "Of course there is a way, but I don't know if Master Lu is willing to part with it."
[The solution is on this piece of paper, it depends on Lu Shao's reluctance. 】
Jiang Yichen also said the same thing to him.
Lu Shiyan only hesitated for half a second, and then said sincerely, "Please enlighten me, Master."
"Leave this child on the mountain, and I will take care of her myself."
Lu Shiyan was startled, and then asked, "May I ask how long the master needs to recuperate?"
Xuanzhi stroked his beard again, "The minimum is three to five years, and the maximum is one to twenty years. This depends on her, and it is impossible to predict."
Three to five years?
20 years?
Then wouldn't he have to see his daughter for many years?
Lu Shiyan was tangled in his heart, and did not make a decision immediately.
However, if she doesn't make up her mind, if her daughter's body is like Jiang Yihan's in the future, it will be even more troublesome.
(End of this chapter)