Chapter 216: 216
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After Wang Yao had boarded the plane, he found that the monk had already been there . They were on the same plane and in the same cabinet . What was even more coincidental was that their seats were close—they were only separated by the cabinet aisle .
"You really are destined to meet the Buddha," said the monk with a smile .
"I'm destined to meet you . Are you Buddha?" Wang Yao sat down and smiled .
"Yes," said the monk without hesitation .
"What?" said Wang Yao in surprise . "Are you not afraid of being blamed by the real Buddha?
"Buddha said, everyone is Buddha," the monk said with a smile .
"You are very articulate," said Wang Yao .
"I am flattered," said the monk .
The plane was going to take off soon; Wang Yao stopped talking to the monk and just sat quietly .
With a big noise, the plane took off into the sky .
"Do you live in Haiqu?" asked the monk after the plane was stable .
"Yes," said Wang Yao .
"I plan to visit Fulai temple . Are you interested in going with me?" asked the monk .
"I've been there before . Sorry, I have no interest in visiting that place again," said Wang Yao . He actually had never been there before . The temple was located on an unknown hill . Rumor had it that if someone made a wish there, their dream would come true .
The monk just smiled .
"You seem to be pretty wealthy," said Wang Yao with a smile . "Do you get paid as a monk?"
"Yes," said the monk .
"Do you mind me asking how much do you get paid a month?" asked Wang Yao .
"Just over ten thousand yuan per month," said the monk with a smile .
"Earning over ten thousand a month by practicing dhyana, and sitting and reciting scriptures sounds like easy money," said Wang Yao .
"Money is not important to me . "
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"Why did you become a monk?"
"It's just my destiny," said the monk .
"Destiny?" asked Wang Yao .
"You don't sound practical . I'm so confused by your words . You are so eloquent," said Wang Yao with a smile .
"I fled from famine and almost starved to death . Luckily, I was saved by a monk from a temple . That's how I became a monk," said the monk after being silent for a moment .
"It sounds like you didn't have a choice . Do you enjoy being a monk?" asked Wang Yao .
"Of course I do . I left the world of mortals . I'm no longer troubled by those things in the mundane world . I've never felt so at ease and relaxed before," said the monk with a smile .
"But you look so skinny . What is the food like at the temple?" asked Wang Yao . The more he talked to the monk, the less he trusted the monk . Wang Yao thought the monk was really eloquent, so he started to talk nonsense deliberately .
"The food in the temple was actually quite good," said the monk .
"Can you eat meat?" asked Wang Yao .
"I haven't reached the level of being able to eat meat," said the monk .
"Can you drink alcohol?" asked Wang Yao .
"I haven't reached the level of being able to drink alcohol," said the monk .
"What a pity!" said Wang Yao with a smile .
"Being a vegan makes you lose weight . Life without alcohol will keep you away from worry," said the monk .
"I think you are just scared of being an alcoholic," said a middle-aged man with a smile . The man sat next to them had been eavesdropping in on their conversation .
"You are right," said the monk honestly .
"Buddha said that even though the alcohol and flesh goes through one's body
the Buddha stays evermore in my mind . I don't think it will matter if you just eat a little bit of meat and drink a little bit of alcohol," said Wang Yao .
"If you have reached the level, it won't matter; but if you haven't, you will be easily tempted by the taste of meat and alcohol . Then, your meditative mind will be wasted, and your practice of Buddhism will be destroyed," said the monk .
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"Have you ever been in love?" asked Wang Yao .
"Yes, more than once," said the monk .
Wang Yao smiled and stopped talking . The monk also stopped talking and closed his eyes to rest . His hands were twisting the Buddha beads .
The conversation was over .
After several hours, the plane landed at Haiqu airport . Wang Yao didn't ask anyone to pick him up, so he was going to go home by himself . To his surprise, he saw a car waiting for the monk at the exit of the airport .
"Wow, since when do monks have special car service!" said one of the passengers in surprise .
"Sir, I'll see you next time," said the monk .
"See you, rich monk!" said Wang Yao with a smile .
The monk smiled back and entered the car, which left immediately .
Wang Yao went to the bus stop nearby . He decided to take the bus home .
"Traveling in first class and having a car wait for him at the exit—since when are monks so rich?" murmured Wang Yao in confusion .
The bus was not fast, especially when it was passing Haiqu city business center .
The bus was quite old . The seats on the bus probably hadn't been changed in a long time . The color of the seats had started to fade .
There were not many people traveling from Haiqu to Lianshan at this time of the day, so most of the seats were empty .
Cough! Cough! Suddenly Wang Yao heard someone coughing . The person who was coughing was an old man; his cough was really bad . He couldn't stop coughing . It was as if he was going to cough his lungs out .
The passengers started to look at the old man .
He must be really sick .
Wang Yao knew he was quite sick just from listening to his cough . The old man was seriously ill . He needed treatment .
"Sir, are you okay?" said the young driver in a nice manner .
"Yes, I'm fine," said the old man . He started to cough again . He didn't look fine at all .
"Sir, shall I take you to the hospital?" said the driver .
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"No, thanks, you just keep going," said the old man .
The bus was leaving Haiqu soon .
Cough! Cough! Ugh!
After coughing for a moment, the old man suddenly started to vomit . The bus was full of the smell of rotten food and blood .
What he had vomited was not only undigested food but also thick blood .
Screech! The driver braked hard; then he turned the steering wheel to make a U-turn . The bus headed back to the business center of Haiqu .
"Hey, where are you going?" asked one of the passengers .
"Why did you even ask? Of course, I'm driving to the hospital!" shouted the young driver .
"I'm in a hurry to go home!" said the passenger .
"You can jump off the bus then!" said the driver .
Haha! Wang Yao laughed .
The nice driver had a hot temper .
The driver drove the bus very fast . It was not easy to go through the busy city center while driving a big bus, but the young man was a very good driver . The bus was like a big mudfish swimming among loads of other fish .
The bus arrived at Haiqu People's hospital as fast as it could . The old man on the bus had become too frail to sit up . The bus went straight into the hospital, which was quite a rare thing .
The staff from the emergency department responded quickly . The doctors went to see the old man straight away . Their response time was far better than the local hospital in town .
The doctors in Haiqu People's hospital were nice and efficient .
No wonder everyone wants to go to big hospitals .
The young driver had no awareness of the trouble he had brought to himself . He was smoking a cigarette pleasantly .
"Aren't you scared of getting into any trouble? The old man's family could blame you for his hospitalization," said one of the passengers .
"Trouble? I've got a surveillance camera on the bus," said the young driver . He didn't really care what trouble he could potentially get into .
After the old man was settled in the hospital, everyone went back onto the bus . The driver drove the bus out of the hospital and headed back to Lianshan again .
Wang Yao was amazed by the courage of the young driver . He knew that nowadays no one would help someone who had fallen down in the street to stand up . What the young driver did was really rare . If he were the driver, he would probably hesitate .
Sometimes, you hesitate to do certain things when you have more life experience .
Wang Yao smiled as he was listening to the driver singing songs he didn't know .
The young man is so happy and straightforward, thought Wang Yao .
"The patient's condition is not stable," said a doctor from Haiqu People's hospital .
"Do a CT scan on him; focus on his lungs," said another doctor .
The doctors in the emergency department were quite busy . The old man who was brought in by the young bus driver suddenly deteriorated .
I hope the old man will be fine, thought Wang Yao as he was looking at the small houses through the window of the bus .
The bus arrived at Lianshan after an hour and a half . Wang Yao called a taxi to take him back to the village . By the time he had arrived home, it was evening . His parent had already had dinner .
"Yao, how come you didn't tell us you were coming back today? Have you eaten anything?" Zhang Xiuying was surprised to see her son .
"Not yet," said Wang Yao .
"I'll cook something for you now; what do you want to eat?" asked Zhang Xiuying .
"Anything is fine; just cook me some noodles," said Wang Yao .
"Okay, just a second . " Zhang Xiuying rushed to the kitchen .
Wang Yao got himself a glass of water and sat down to talk to his father . His father started to ask him a lot of questions .
"Was everything okay?" asked Wang Fenghua .
"Yeah," said Wang Yao .
"Have you cured the patient?" asked Wang Fenghua .
"Not yet, he is very sick . It will take some time to treat his illness," said Wang Yao .
"Will you be going away again soon?" asked Wang Fenghua .
"Not any time soon," replied Wang Yao .
Wang Yao had been away quite frequently in the last few months . He was a person who cared a lot about his family, and he didn't want to be away from his family too often .
"Good . " Wang Fenghua nodded . As a parent, he also wanted Wang Yao to be around as much as he could .