Chapter 59: I am the devil (3)

In the corridor of the hospital, Shi Qing leaned comfortably on Meng Qing, playing with his hands.
The look on Meng Qing's face was not very good.
Shi Qing grasped his hand, and slowly touched the fingertips along the light-colored palm print. When playing with the soft fingertips, he was not accustomed to pulling back subconsciously with such a close young man.
"But we signed the contract. You want to break it."
Devil's nice voice seemed to smile, Meng Qing Junmei's face was full of dissatisfaction, he lowered his eyes and looked up with Shi Qing raising his eyebrows to himself.
"You lied to me."
"The contract you signed with Chen Zeyu is obviously not life. You lied to me and said yes."
Shi Qing didn't feel embarrassed, holding his long hand tighter with a cheeky face: "Did you not say that? I'm the devil, but which devil you've ever seen is so good as to lie?"
Meng Qing tilted her head angrily, invisible.
The devil still let him go: "I didn't lie to you when I signed the contract."
"I just said you changed with me, and I will give you the contract with Chen Zeyu, and his things will go back, but I didn't say, this thing must be life."
Meng Qing: "You said that one year life is at hand."
"Yes."
Shi Qing's eyes were full of charm, and he raised his eyes, leaning on Dao Chang like a bone:
"I only said that the one-year life was in hand, but I did not say that it was Chen Zeyu's one-year life."
"Little priest, figure it out, you understand it wrong."
Meng Qing did not squeak.
He didn't speak, of course he didn't know how to refute.
Moreover, there is still a little doubt in the heart of the young Taoist Chief.
Earlier, Qingming was talking about changing his life, but in the end, it was tears.
There was a hint of speculation in his heart, did Shi Qing also look at their pity ...
Not right
How could the devil change the rules of exchange because he sympathized with others.
He actually had such a thought, it was really amused in his head, or he was confused by this devil.
Meng Qing was awake in her heart, quickly closed her eyes, and began to recite the Tao Te Ching in her heart, trying to be clear when she stopped talking.
He ignored him, and Shi Qing leaned on his shoulder to talk to himself.
"Little priest, I'll show you the fireworks tomorrow."
"No fireworks are allowed in this city. I like fireworks the most. Since the beginning of a fireworks restriction order, I have never seen it here."
"Little priest, do you really ignore me?"
Shi Qing poked him and saw that Meng Qing didn't respond and softened his voice:
"Well, I just want to make you play. Don't be angry."
"Little priest, young priest?"
"Don't ignore me, I'm bored by myself."
Speaking, the demon king stretched out his white hands, landed on the young Dao's handsome face, and put his face to himself.
Meng Qing closed her eyes, and while she was reading the Tao Te Ching in her heart, she turned her face back silently.
"Really angry?"
Shi Qing no longer tossed, he leaned his head on Meng Qing's shoulder, his tone lowered:
"I just want to play with you."
"Hey, if you practice, you should know that there are two kinds of qi in the world, one is turbid and the other is clear."
Meng Qing certainly knew.
But he didn't open his eyes or speak.
Shi Qing: "Your master told you not, my demon is muddy."
Meng Qing: "???"
His heart was filled with question marks, and he opened his eyes a little bit.
Fortunately, before he opened it, he remembered that he had made up his mind to ignore this devil, and forced himself to keep his eyes closed, a self-closing look like "I will ignore you no matter what you say".
Shi Qing's face was sad, and she used her face to pinch the young Taoist clothes.
His voice was low and hoarse:
"The turbid air is produced by various negative thoughts of human beings. The more people who have resentment in their hearts, the more turbid air in this world, and when more can't be kept, I will be born.
"You always say that I am a demon, that I am a monster, and that I am a curse on earth, is that what I think?"
Meng Qing felt that the devil next to him seemed to be holding his face on his shoulders, exuding a little wetness.
His closed eyebrows kept trembling, and his heart was a bit inexplicably ashamed and guilty.
The devil sniffed and said, "As soon as I was born, my body was full of negative energy throughout the world. When you were right, you shouted and killed when you saw me. Alive. When I was born, I did n’t understand anything. You did n’t teach me. Now I myself survived, but you called me a monster.

Meng Qing's eyelashes fluttered even more, and the "Tao Da Jing" in her heart could not be memorized.
"Especially you, I just know that you are my destiny marriage, happy in my heart, come to see you, and as soon as you meet, throw a spell at me."
Meng Qing tried to keep her eyes closed and hurriedly explained: "The poor way is not intentional, just to see that you have no heartbeat, so ..."
The devil's soft and tender hands that did not match the Qi field suddenly pulled up his hand and led him to his clothes;
"Did you feel it? Heartbeat."
"I can only beat this heart after meeting my destiny marriage. I am alone for so many years and lonely for so many years. When I find that you are my destiny marriage, I can't wait to come to you with joy. , But you are always cold to me, just ignore me at any time, and call me a demon monster. "
Meng Qing felt the powerful heartbeat of his palm, only feeling that with the demon king's heartbeat, his own heart beat with excitement.
His throat knot rolled up and down, and on a handsome face with eyes closed, fine sweat beads had begun to fall from his forehead, and the low, hoarse voice was in his ear.
"I just want you to accompany me. You blame me for lying to you, but the two of us should be born together. If you didn't ignore me first and refused to hold me, I would lie to you."
"Think about it. When we have met you since we met, it's you, who speaks evil words to me, casts spells on me, and wants to kill me with a sword."
The young Taoist chief was overwhelmed by a huge sense of guilt.
Yeah, he only heard about the demon head, but no one has ever paid attention to it. Where did the devil come from? Is there a father and mother and is there no one to raise it.
If it really is what Shi Qing said, he is born in nature, and his distorted nature is a matter of course.
Figured it out, the young Taoist gulped nervously and opened his mouth: "I didn't mean it at the time, I thought you were uneasy."
Shi Qing's voice was even more aggrieved: "If I'm really upset, you, a 20-year-old Taoist, I can let you go to the house in your sleep, why bother with you."
Yeah, Shiqing is the devil.
Even his master couldn't beat him. If he really wanted to do something to him, he would have to talk to him so kindly.
Thinking about it this way, I feel even more guilty about what to do.
Young Dao's eyelashes fluttered: "Sorry, I was wrong, I will never treat you like this next time."
He opened his eyes, but blocked his eyes faster than the Demon reached out his hand.
"Don't look at me, it's a shame!"
Presumably he was afraid he saw the devil crying.
Meng Qing quickly obediently closed her eyes: "Do not look at the poor."
Shi Qing: "Hey, do you really know that you are wrong?"
The young Taoist closed his eyes and nodded: "I know the poor."
Shi Qing: "You know you're wrong. Just watch the fireworks with me tonight, you won't agree."
Meng Qing continued to nod; "I promise."
The demon king leaning on his shoulders seemed to cry again, and his shoulders were wet with tears.
The heart of the young Taoist leader was getting worse.
He just promised a firework, and the demon king was moved to cry, so it can be seen how his life was before.
Shi Qing was still saying, "I want to eat Litang's cake tomorrow, and you will stay with me."
Meng Qing nodded: "Okay."
"And don't always whisper to me in the future, to be with me from time to time, take the initiative to hold my hand, but we are destiny marriage, even if you do not want to change it.
The young Taoist chief who had just promised hesitated.
He shivered: "But the poor are Taoists."
The devil leaning on his shoulder cried again.
Feeling a touch of wetness on his shoulders, Meng Qing raised some pity inexplicably.
Shi Qing's voice was low: "I know that you are a priest, and I am a demon outsider. You should look down on me. Even if I try to please you, you will not like me, but I don't want to That's it when I was born. If you give me a chance, I want to grow up with you in halal, and I want you to see me. "
"No no no! No! I didn't mean that!"
Meng Qing was anxious and explained in a continuous voice: "I just focus on my heart, it has nothing to do with your identity."
"Okay, don't lie to me. Your halal priests are not incapable of marrying a relative. You have the heart to be with me without conflict."
"I know, you just have an excuse to reject me, so I look down on you."
Meng Qing was already a little embarrassed, and was anxious and didn't know what to do. He was still stupid and could only explain in a hurry:
"Not what you think, really, I didn't look down on you."
Shi Qing: "Don't look at me, just like me?"
Meng Qing was even more frightened: "I, I ..."
The devil's voice dropped again: "So you really despise me. Forget it, I shouldn't force it. I should be alone and grow old. I'm gone."
He left Meng Qing's shoulder.
Young Dao had a blank brain, closed his eyes subconsciously, reached out and caught Shi Qingyi by his voice.
"I like you!"
After finishing this sentence, Meng Qing's heartbeat seemed to stop, her face quickly became hot, and her eyelashes seemed to be playing the piano.
The air seemed to be silent.
After a while, Meng Qing felt that her hand was caught by the devil's soft hand.
The devil should still be in a standing position, with an irresistible joy in his tone, and asked softly:
"Don't you lie to me?"
Meng Qing blushed for a while.
He wanted to open his eyes, and remembered that Shi Qing didn't let him open his eyes, so he could only close his eyes and face Shi Qing.
"Poor people never lie."
Devil King: "I don't believe it. You obviously hate me. I don't want to hold your hand."
"Yes, I do."
The young Taoist clenched his hand quickly, almost flushed with blood, and asked softly, "Do you believe it now?"
Shi Qing: "No, what if you regret it?"
"Will not."
Meng Qing endured shame and closed her eyes and said, "The Taoist, Yinuoqianjin."
"It's still not insurance."
Shi Qing waved his hand and dropped a contract in front of Meng Qing; "Open your eyes and sign it, I will trust you."
Meng Qing slowly opened her eyes and looked at the paper contract in front of her.
Indeed, it is almost the same as those requirements of the previous Qing.
He took the pen hanging aside and signed his name seriously.
After signing it, watching the contract slowly disappear, he was relieved, with a little sigh, and a few words of embarrassment and embarrassment rejoicing.
"It's pretty much the same."
Listening to Shi Qing's satisfied voice, Meng Qing endured ashamed and raised her eyes to look at the standing demon king, trying to wipe away tears for him.
As soon as he lifted his eyes, he froze.
Devil Bai Jing's face was clean, and he was looking at him with a sweet cone in his hand.
Seeing his unbelievable look, Shi Qing licked the sweet cone, and raised his eyebrows on his face with no signs of crying:
"What the look?"
"you you……"
The young Taoist was a little hesitant, he asked; "You didn't cry?"
"cry?"
The devil snorted coldly: "Joke, how can I cry, my devil."
"But I clearly felt tears ..." Meng Qing lowered her head to look at her shoulders in confusion, only to see that it was stained with ice cream that had not completely melted.
Meng Qing: "???"
Meng Qing: "..."
Shi Qing sat beside him generously, looking at the ice creams;
"Maybe I accidentally caught it."
Speaking, the devil leaned slightly and opened his mouth to contain the ice cream in his mouth, slowly letting them melt in his mouth.
Meng Qing: "..."
He was stiff, not even breathing, until he felt the softness and moisturization left, and his chest began to rise and fall violently with strong breathing.
"you you……"
"What's wrong with me?"
Shi Qing reminded him: "You just signed the contract just now, you can't regret it."
Meng Qing; "..."
His pair of good-looking eyes were full of confusion and helplessness. After looking at Shi Qing for a long time, he uttered a sentence:
"You are shameless!"
The devil shrugged, "It wasn't me who forced you to sign. You are willing, and scolded me for what."
With that said, he rested comfortably on Meng Qing's shoulders again, and handed the cone to the young man's long mouth:
"You taste it, it's delicious."
Seeing that Meng Qing did not move, he patted the long-looking handsome face: "Well, don't get angry, eat quickly, finish and do the business."
The young Taoist glanced at the Devil with a hate, opened his mouth and bite the cone in front of him fiercely.
Well……
He swallowed a few times and swallowed again.
It's so delicious ...
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"Ghost doctor, have you heard of it?"
After eating this cone, Shi Qing got two more cones. He and Meng Qing were one each, and they were sitting on this bench and eating cones together.
Shi Qing finished eating, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Meng Qing.
Meng Qing held the handkerchief a little bit and helped him wipe the corners of his mouth: "I've seen it in Master's book. The ghost doctor is actually no different from other wandering souls."
"It's still different."
When Meng Qing wiped him clean, Shi Qing probed again, took a sip, took a bite of his ice cream, and while eating, he raised his head to let the young Taoist wipe the corner of his mouth.
"At least the ghost doctor I found was very different."
"Well, Miron's body is in the morgue downstairs. I won't overdo it. You will give him a little bit of extra time. After all, you committed suicide. You were a little bit resentful. You gave him a bit of extraness. He also lived underneath. Better. "
Meng Qing shook her handkerchief and looked at Shi Qing's eyes for a moment.
He had previously rejected Shi Qing, and now he looked carefully, and found that the appearance of the Demon King was indeed outstanding. Looking at it, his face became a little red unconsciously:
"I never thought you would be so kind."
"Go! Go! Go!"
The devil pushed him: "My name is after-sales service."
The young Taoist was sitting at the outermost place. In addition, when he had just patronized and watched the expression, he was so gently pushed that he suddenly fell off the chair.
It doesn't hurt, but it's a bit shy.
"Are you OK?"
A young doctor passing by saw him fall and quickly helped Meng Qing get up.
"it's okay no problem."
Meng Qing shook his head in embarrassment. He learned the Dafa since he was a child. The bottom plate should be very stable, logically. If he had not cleared himself when he watched it, he would not have been gently pushed to the ground.
Shi Qing also stood up, "Thank you, doctor."
The young doctor smiled. "It's okay."
"Doctor." Seeing him about to leave, the demon king stopped him: "Please ask me, how can I get to the morgue?"
"Go straight here, turn left into the elevator, and go downstairs."
The doctor pointed with a good temper, "This is surgery."
"Okay, thank you doctor."
Shi Qing pulled Meng Qing and walked towards the doctor's direction. The young Taoist priest was pulled by him and he couldn't help looking back while he was embarrassed.
Then, the demon king turned his head back towards himself.
"You see what he does, I'm your lover, look at me."
Meng Qing's face turned red again.
He carefully watched the patients, nurses, and doctors passing by around him, whispering, "Don't say such things so loudly, people don't hear well."
"They don't necessarily hear."
After entering the elevator, the devil yawned and leaned on the young Taoist's shoulder: "Well, have you been to the ghost world?"
"No."
Meng Qing: "Isn't the ghost world able to go only by ghosts? If living people go, they will be dragged down to the dead."
"Listen to them nonsense."
The Demon Lengheng snorted: "The place in the ghost world can be visited by anyone who is more powerful than Yan Wang. Whether it is your right way or our demon outsider, it is better than him, and there is no problem with going in and out."
"But ..." Shi Qing leaned on his shoulder, his eyes slightly raised, and he smiled slowly: "I want you to come in and out."
Meng Qing was blank.
"Forget it, take it seriously."
Shi Qing: "Do you know why the boss of the ghost world is called King Yan, or the judge Meng Po? Because at first the ghost world was messy and nobody cares about it. Later, there was a ghost, that is, King Wang, who practiced the ghost way. Integrate the entire ghost world. "
"This ghost directly copied the setting of the palace of the King of the King of Hua Kingdom. He proclaimed himself King, and sealed the judge Meng Po, the ghost leader, and so on. Then the ghost world completely became a reincarnation."
Meng Qing really hasn't heard of such a thing, he always thought that the ghost world existed from the beginning.
Shi Qing: "What about the ghost world, nothing else, but that dead river is really beautiful. Every soul that has just entered the ghost world must walk over the dead river, and their souls will emit all kinds of light. It's like a light bridge. "
"I heard that if a lover walks across the bridge hand in hand, they will be together in their next life."
Seeing Meng Qing still couldn't understand, the demon king took his hand, pulled it up and put it in front of the two, raised his eyebrows: "Follow me to the ghost world today, I will cross the dead river with you."
Meng Qing: "... this is not good, we are not souls, we will break the rules of the ghost world."
"Last time when I went to the ghost world, Yan Wang said the same thing." Shi Qing smiled at the young Taoist chief with a kind smile. "After beating him, he never said that again."
Meng Qing: "..."
He shut up in silence.
--Ding!
The elevator door opened.
The two went out holding hands and asked coldly, "Do you remember the name on the sign hanging on the doctor's clothes just now?"
Meng Qing has a very good memory, otherwise he would not surpass a group of brothers.
He closed his eyes and searched the memory in his mind.
"Zhang Haixiang."
"His name is Zhang Haixiang."
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Zhang Haixiang is an ordinary doctor.
His family can also be regarded as a family of doctors. It is said that grandpa eats barefoot doctors, grandpa is a doctor in the village, and his father is a doctor.
When he was a child, he always watched his father busy, and the retired grandfather took him to grow up, telling him that when he grows up, don't be a doctor.
Zhang's father said the same thing, although he himself did not listen to his father's persuasion and became a doctor.
But Zhang Haixiang reported to the medical school.
I do n’t know if it was because of watching medical books full of bookcases from childhood, or because his father had a car accident before, Zhang Haixiang was still a teenage student. He sat on the bench in the corridor and cried, despairing to the extreme.
Then the door of the operating room opened, and the doctor in a white coat came out and told him that his father was not in danger for the time being.
At that moment, the doctor's body seemed to be glowing.
Regardless of his family's objections, Zhang Haixiang reported to the medical school, and even though everyone was saying "persuading people to learn medicine, it was thunder and thunder", he was still fearless.
There are a lot of bad medical studies, more and more doctors are troubled, books that can never be finished, busy steps that can not stop, work for ten consecutive hours, just touched the bed and did not sleep for a while, a phone call Come back to work.
These parents were clear when he decided to enroll in medical school.
Zhang Haixiang still reported.
He was a bit young and at the time.
He thought, if I do n’t study medicine and everyone does n’t study medicine, then people are sick and injured, who will come to see it?
The life of medical students is always busy, can't read books, can't finish the key points, can't finish the exam.
Get up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, and dry more than cattle.
Wait until you finally graduate, and after a long internship, wait until the internship has become a formal doctor before you start.
Zhang Haixiang is a surgeon. He is actually less than thirty-five years old this year. He can be said to be young and his face is relatively small, but his hair has started to fall.
If there is any major incident, such as a serial car accident, a bus rollover, etc., the rest does not exist in front of the doctor.
Busy every day, tired every day.
But Zhang Haixiang was very happy.
He had surgery, and he saved many people. Each time he saved one person, watching the person's family gratefully thanked him, and his heart was happy.
This is a life.
And he saved that life.
Not only his life, he also saved a family or two families.
Zhang Haixiang felt that as a doctor, his happiest moment was to take a holiday and save a life.
Although there may be times when they cannot be saved.
The rescued person suddenly deteriorated, or left directly on the operating table.
He has been in the business for so many years and has sent away many patients, and has also rescued more patients.
The longer he stayed, the less he regretted being a doctor.
So many lives.
It was all he saved.
The only thing I'm sorry about is my parents and family.
He is married, his wife is a teacher, and now has a five-year-old daughter who is very good and looks forward to playing with him, but as a father, he has too little time with her.
Zhang Haixiang has been thinking about the holidays. After he plans to save enough, the whole family will travel together.
But first, he still has to do his job well.
I don't know what happened these days. There are always many patients who come to stitches, one after another.
He clearly opened the door all the way, and there was a scream of a young man with blood on his back.
Zhang Haixiang inspected it carefully, and smiled: "Okay, that's the stitch on my knee. I'll just stitch it for you."
"No narcotics."
"No fight, no fight."
The young man waved his hands again and again; "Doctor, I have been in pain for a long time, and I ca n’t get away with it, please."
"It's okay. We have a wheelchair. You rent one. It doesn't hurt to walk in a wheelchair."
Zhang Haixiang completed the operation himself, carefully and carefully, and then stood up:
"Well, be careful not to see the water these days. If it hurts, take pain medicine. I'll prescribe it for you."
"Well, thank you doctor."
The guy smiled gratefully. "This hurts me. I'm really out of luck. Even if a good truck is turned over, it hurts me for so long."
"Dr. Zhang, thank you very much, hey, I'm too stupid, it took me a long time to find you, otherwise I can leave."
they? Zhang Haixiang really thought that his surgeon was a little more popular. He smiled:
"What do you want, even if I stitch you, it will take a while for you to walk normally without feeling pain."
The boy smiled and waved his hand: "It's not alive, just sew the stitches. I can go, oh, I can't bear any more pain."
"But Dr. Zhang, I'll wait for you. You seem to be coming soon. You've helped me so much. I've been here for so long and the road is familiar. I'll show you the way when you're fine.
Zhang Haixiang felt that he understood every word that the young man said, but when combined, why couldn't he understand?
He asked hesitantly, "What are you talking about?"
"Huh?" The boy scratched his head. "Did I say wrong? When I was looking for you just now, I found your body and it looked like it was time."
"What? What body? When?"
Zhang Haixiang stepped back absently, and suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside, apparently just hearing the footsteps, but he felt stuffy.
He couldn't help pushing the door open, but saw his wife holding her daughter and walking forward under the guidance of a familiar colleague.
Walking and walking, maybe anxious, tripped to the ground all of a sudden.
"Well! Bitch!"
"Earl!"
Zhang Haixiang stepped forward subconsciously to help her, and dropped his hand, but flashed through his wife as if he felt the air.
He froze and looked at his hands incredibly.
The five-year-old daughter ate a lollipop in her mouth. Because it was well protected by her mother, it was nothing. She was held by her mother and looked around curiously.
Turning his head and seeing Zhang Haixiang, he shouted cheerfully:
"father!"
Just like that, the wife who was barely able to maintain a calm look broke down instantly, holding her daughter on her knees, crying out loud.
A colleague nearby comforted her quickly; "Sister-in-law, don't cry anymore, Dr. Zhang is only getting worse now, and he is already in the rescue, so it must be fine."
The wife shook her head and hugged her daughter like a life-saving straw, struggling to stand up with the help of a colleague, and continued walking forward.
"Sister, here."
Seeing his colleague took his wife and daughter upstairs, Zhang Haixiang stood up blankly and looked down at his hands.
what happened……
He seemed to understand something in his heart. He reached the elevator subconsciously, the elevator door just closed, and Zhang Haixiang turned to run the stairs again.
He runs fast and hurries.
Finally ran to the top operating room.
As he ran up the stairwell, he could see his pale face wearing a ventilator lying on the bed and pushed into the operating room.
--Ding!
The elevator door opened, and Shi Qing and Meng Qing stepped out of it. Several people who followed him couldn't see them.
Shi Chiangmai had long legs and pulled Meng Qing to the front of Zhang Haixiang.
"Just him."
Zhang Haixiang shivered and slowly raised his head.
He looked at the man who had asked him the way before and said, "He, Zhang Haixiang, because he has been working for fifteen hours in a row and overworked."
"I was lying on the operating table while I was undergoing surgery, and I was in a coma for almost half a month. I've been working as a ghost doctor, and my life is today."
"35 years old, cause of death: overwork."