Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Wen Tingxuan was so frightened that his legs weakened and he shouted: "Bold female ghost! My boss is Su Qiao, you have heard of her name! If you dare to hurt me, she will beat you to death!!"

The 'female ghost' on the bed slowly sat up and turned around, revealing a face that was even more angry than a ghost.

"Wen, Ting, Xuan!!"

Wen Tingxuan was also stunned: "Ni Xingzi? Why haven't you left yet? No, why are you sleeping on my bed? You go home to sleep when you are sleepy... Or you can just find a ward with no one to sleep in."

He had a bad spine at work, so he had a custom-made hard bed... She was a delicate little princess, with delicate skin and tender flesh, and she was used to sleeping on it.

Ni Xingzi didn't know what he meant without saying it. He just thought that Wen Tingxuan disliked her, and was furious to death.

"Do you care who I love sleeps wherever?!" After yelling, she was still unhappy, so she snatched Wen Tingxuan's mahogany sword, broke it by lifting her knee, and threw it into the trash can.

Wen Tingxuan was stunned. He was a little angry after a busy night.

"Ni Xingzi, stop!"

He had rarely been this serious with her.

Ni Xingzi's eyes were red with grievance, and he stopped at the door without moving.

Wen Tingxuan took a deep breath, walked over, and took out the canteen's meal card from his pocket.

"Go to the cafeteria downstairs and have breakfast before leaving! There is polenta you like." Wen Tingxuan took Cassini Xingzi's hand without any explanation and sighed helplessly. He had always been helpless with this young lady.

"I'll contact your driver to pick you up! I asked Jiang Hanzhou to handle Zheng Rufeng's matter. You won't have to see that gay guy again."

Ni Xingzi pinched his meal card, curled his lips, and said arrogantly: "Who cares about your shabby canteen..."

But his expression softened significantly.

Ni Xingzi looked at his tired face, working all night, and couldn't help but ask: "Did something happen?"

This is also complicated to explain.

Mainly, Wen Tingxuan himself didn't quite understand the situation.

He scratched his head and said, "It's okay, Su Qiao can solve it when he comes."

In fact, not only him, but almost everyone who has come into contact with Su Qiao has this understanding. When she comes, everything can be solved.

As a mystic master, she is so strong that as long as she appears, she can make them feel at ease...

Ni Xingzi didn't ask any more questions. She looked at Wen Tingxuan's bandaged hand and couldn't help but feel guilty: "Wen Tingxuan, your hand... can you still have surgery in the future?"

Such a serious stab wound will definitely leave sequelae...

"It's a small thing. If you really can't do it, just don't do it. I happen to be lazy, so I can be a conductor." Wen Tingxuan cheerfully enlightened her, "I feel really guilty. Remember my brother's good deeds and act like a horse for me in the future. Just repay me!"

But Ni Xingzi couldn't laugh.

She knew that Wen Tingxuan wanted to be the best surgeon since he was a child... Being unable to hold a scalpel and go on the operating table... would definitely be a blow to Wen Tingxuan.

Ni Xingzi pursed his lips and said no more.

She took Wen Tingxuan's meal card and went to the cafeteria. She ate one portion for herself and packed another portion to send to Wen Tingxuan.

When passing by the garden, I saw an old lady with white hair still kneeling there.

When she stepped forward, she heard the old lady say with gratitude: "Thank you very much, Buddha, for blessing me. May my son's wounds be healed and he can regain his health! I will definitely believe in Buddhism and you in the future!"

Wounds healed...health restored...

Is it really that smart?

Ni Xingzi stepped forward doubtfully: "Grandma, what kind of Buddha are you worshiping?"

When she followed Wen Tingxuan to the hospital, she was only worried about his wounds. She didn't pay much attention to anything else. In addition, she was not in a high mood. She only knew that the people kneeling on the ground in the garden were thanking God...

As for the specific situation, Ni Xingzi is really not sure.

The old lady grabbed Ni Xingzi's hand, pointed to the sky in the west, and said excitedly: "It's the miracle of the Three-faced Buddha, the appearance of the Buddha! It can make us believers get what we want!! Look... the miracle has appeared again !”

Ni Xingzi looked in the direction of her finger, but saw nothing.

"There's nothing..."

Suddenly there was a tightening on the wrist, and the old lady's skinny fingers suddenly tightened, and the expression on her withered old face suddenly became serious.

"You have to be sincere. Only with sincerity can you see miracles! Only then will I, the Buddha, bless you!! Only in this way will your prayers be heard by the Buddha...and your wishes will come true!!"

"..." Ni Xingzi originally wanted to break away from the old lady's hand, but when she heard these words, she thought of Wen Tingxuan's injured hand, and her resistance at first gradually wavered.

She looked in the direction of the old lady's finger again, and actually saw a looming Buddha statue in the clouds. She closed her eyes and lowered her head, as if listening to the wishes of all living beings...

'Plop—'

The hot porridge packed in Ni Xingzi's hand fell to the ground, and she accidentally knelt down in front of the 'miracle'...