Shi Wei turned around and saw Han Jing's expression of shame but helplessness.

He smiled, it seemed that his last sentence really scared the Han Jing.

What Buddhist precepts are all clouds in front of life.

Han Jing turned the rosary in his hand, and Bei Tee bit his lip lightly: "Pinnie told the donor all his illness, just to ask the donor to agree to Poinnie not to disclose it to outsiders."

Shi Wei moved back and put down the medicine box, "We doctors only care about treating the patient. As for revealing the patient's private affairs, which violates medical ethics, we are naturally not ashamed to do this. Please rest assured by the teacher."

After receiving Shi Wei's promise, Han Jing's uneasy expression eased a lot.

"This is really hard to say for Pont Ni's monks."

Han Jing did not dare to look at Shi Wei, and just lowered his head and said silently: "Since a few days ago, whenever Poinni went to bed at night, he would dream of doing that...that kind of ugly thing. When he woke up, he felt exhausted, almost every night. As a monk, Poinni should have cut off his emotions and desires, but he would dream of such dirty things. It is really a sin."

As expected, Han Jing's answer was exactly the same as Shi Wei's speculation.

If you are an ordinary virgin, you will join Buddhism without having sex with a man and a woman. The influence of Buddhism will naturally easily suppress the instinct of human nature.

However, Master Han Jing was once a wife in his early years. She was only slandered because her husband died young and was completely disappointed. The pleasure of men and women falling in love might be suppressed by Han Jing using reason to suppress her instinctive memory, but her body cannot forget the instinctive memory.

Now that she is in the age of tigers and wolfs, the pain produced by her instinct becomes more and more intense. When she is hungry and thirsty, it is normal to dream of having sex with a man in her sleep.

Han Jing's disease is not a difficult and complicated disease. Shi Wei guessed that the previous doctors must have been because she was a monk and was inconvenient to ask too much, so she could not be treated.

Shi Wei comforted him: "I have said earlier that this is the nature of a human being. Although the master has become a monk, he has not yet become a Buddha. It is normal to have such a dream. If the master is too big, you don't have to blame yourself."

Han Jingyuan was afraid that Shi Wei would laugh at him, but he didn't expect that the young handsome doctor was so open-minded, and his nervousness gradually calmed down. A hint of gratitude appeared on his originally cold face.

She let out a sigh of relief, "Pinnie has told the disease truthfully. I wonder if the donor of Shi knows what strange disease does Poinnie have?"

"The Master Tai's pulse is fine and pressed, but it is weak. Judging from the symptoms and expressions mentioned by the Master Tai, the young student speculated that Master Tai, you should be suffering from a deficiency of qi and blood. As the saying goes, the essence will be scattered and there will be no stability, and the blood will be insufficient, and the spirit will be left to give up."

Shi Wei was so vague that he had already prepared Yu Xin for diagnosis.

Han Jing could not understand such medical terms, but when she heard this, she knew that Shi Wei had diagnosed her condition. Her originally suspicious face suddenly felt happy and asked, "Since the donor has diagnosed the disease that Pomni has suffered, I think there must be a radical prescription?"

"There is a prescription, but I still have something unknown. The master said that you always dream of having sex with a young man in white. Did this young man in white know this young man in white?"

Hearing the word "joy" and flying clouds appeared on the side of Han Jing's face, he shook his head and said, "Of course I don't know you."

Shi Wei paused and asked again: "Among the pilgrims who have worshipped Buddha recently, are there any men in white clothes?"

"In recent years, Pomni has been chanting scriptures alone in this Buddhist temple. He rarely receives pilgrims, let alone any man in white."

"That's strange..."

Shi Wei walked in the Buddhist temple, tapping his forehead with his fingertips, thinking about the boy in white.

Just as he was thinking hard, a strong wind suddenly blew outside. The already gloomy sky seemed to be about to rain.

Then there was a barking sound from outside the hall. It was thought that the white dog under the tree was woken up by the strong wind. He barked and wanted his owner to let it enter the Buddhist temple to shelter from the rain.

"Dog...white dog!"

Shi Wei's thoughts suddenly became clear.

"What white dog?" Han Jing looked confused.

Shi Wei didn't tell her in detail, and immediately started writing down a prescription. The prescription included acacia granulated, Sichuan, Coptis chinensis, Poria coptis, cinnabar, cypress leaves, gentian grass and other medicinal herbs that were delicious and calm.

Then he opened the gate of the Buddhist temple and pointed to the white dog that kept calling outside the door: "Master, please ask someone to kill the white dog, take its blood and bile, and use the herbs on my prescription to grind it into powder and make pills and take it. After ten patches, I promise that Master, you will be cured by your dream of being accustomed to be cured."

"Why kill the white dog!"

Han Jing was originally happy that Shi Wei had a prescription for treatment, but he was naturally shocked to hear that this prescription actually required her to kill the white dog that she had been raising for several years.

Shi Wei smiled and explained: "The Master has been with this white dog for many years, so it has become a bewitching thing. The young man in white clothes in his dream was transformed by this white dog. If the Master wants to cure this disease, he naturally must eradicate this bewitching thing."

A word woke up the dreamer. Han Jing then realized why he felt very familiar with the boy in white in his dream, but when he woke up, he could never remember who he was.

At this time, Han Jing fell into a dilemma again, "How can a monk who became a monk do such a killing thing? Besides, the medicine contains blood. The nun is equivalent to breaking the killing precepts first and then breaking the meat precepts. Isn't it a sin that cannot be forgiven?"

This nun said it nicely, "killing precepts, meat precepts, and sins cannot be forgiven", but Shi Wei knew that he was just talking verbally. If she really treated the Buddhist precepts as iron laws that cannot be violated, she would not have revealed her condition to herself just now.

Shi Wei Sui shrugged, "Anyway, the young actor has told the master the method of curing the disease. As for whether the master wants to survive or to stick to the rules, it will be up to the master to decide on his own."

Several muffled thunders roared, lightning broke through the dim sky, and heavy rain came in a blink of an eye.

The rosary in Han Jing's hand was turning faster and faster. After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed.

She has made a decision.

"The donor Shi is kind-hearted and saved Pomni's life. Pomni is grateful and will definitely repay him. But Pomni has one thing left. Please ask the donor Shi to promise." Han Jing looked at her bluntly, and there was a pleading look in her watery eyes.

Shi Wei had long guessed what she wanted to ask for. He was rewarded for the nun, and indirectly established relationships with the county magistrate's relatives. As for the best of both worlds, why both worlds should be taken care of.

So Shi Wei laughed: "Don't worry, Master, you know me, I know this prescription. Xiaosheng is not that talkative person. He will not be so bored that he reveals the prescription to the third person."

"Thank you, donor Shi."

Han Jing no longer put his hands together at this time, but instead made a blessing.

"Master, you are polite." Shi Wei bowed and returned the greeting, paused, and said, "But Xiaosheng also reminded the Master that Xiaosheng's prescription can only cure the Master's disease of having sex in his dream. However, the Master is at this age and is at its peak. Although this disease is cured, it is probably another disease. Therefore, this prescription is only used to treat the symptoms but not the root cause."

Han Jing frowned slightly, "But I don't know if the stone donor has a cure for the root cause?"

Shi Wei coughed dryly, touched his chin and smiled, "It's easy to cure the root cause. As long as you don't suppress the selves and do whatever you want, you will naturally be fine."

Hearing this, he looked at his unintentional smile, and Han Jing's face suddenly flushed, and in a moment of embarrassment, he didn't know how to respond.

In awkwardness, she did not dare to look at Shi Wei, turned her eyes outside the Buddhist hall, looked at the heavy rain, and hurriedly said, "It's going to be late, and the heavy rain is afraid that it will not stop for a moment. It is quite inconvenient to return to the city this way. If the donor Shi does not dislike the simplicity of the simplicity of the silence of the silence of the silence of the silence, he might as well stay in the silence for one night.

Shi Wei glanced outside the hall. It was raining heavily and lightning was thunder and lightning. It was indeed difficult to return to the city at this time.

He thought that his master's wife knew that she had gone to eat wine with Morinica and would not be too worried that she had not returned overnight, so he called him "chasing trouble" and stayed in this temple that night.

Since its completion, Nianci Temple has rarely stayed at pilgrims, so there was no room in the temple. After using vegetarian food, Han Jing asked the nuns to make a floor for him in this small Buddhist temple in the backyard.

After the night was dark, the heavy rain stopped.

Although the temperature dropped a lot after the rain, it was the hottest time in midsummer. Shi Wei lay on the mat for a long time and felt stuffy all over, sweating on his back, and he couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning, Shi Wei got up and went to the well in the yard to fetch a bucket of water, wanting to take a shower before going to bed.

It was dark now, and Shi Wei guessed that all the nuns in the annex were asleep. In the middle of the night, no one would come to the backyard, so he simply took off all his legs and poured buckets of well water on his body.

"Cool!"

A bucket of water poured from head to toe, and the stuffy heat in his body was replaced by the bone-permeable coolness. Shi Wei couldn't help but exclaimed.

At this time, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the bright moon shyly exposed half of its face, and the moonlight was like breasts, sprinkled all over the hospital.

Under the silver moonlight, Shi Wei's strong and white body reflected a faint luster.

Another bucket rushed past, Shi Wei was ready to wipe his body clean. Just as he was about to put on his shirt and go back to the Buddhist temple, when he turned around, his eyes accidentally passed by the big cypress tree.

As careful as cotton, he suddenly realized that in the shadow of the tree, there seemed to be a pair of eyes secretly peeking at him.

"Who!?"

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Thank you Meng V You and Brother Cheung for your rewards. I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival.
Chapter completed!