Chapter 95: The Great Love Charity Fund's 30th Anniversary Gala

  Great love charity fund! (30 more seeking flowers)

  Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman immediately furrowed her brow, "He... isn't a doctor at your hospital?"

  "Doctor?" The young nurse turned back to look at Wu Zhengye again, "I haven't seen him before, and he's not wearing our hospital clothes. By the way, who are you? What were you doing just now?"

  "Me?" Wu Zhengxie rubbed his head, and suddenly smiled lightly, "I'm just an idle person, usually nothing to do, like to give people a look at their fortunes, calculate their destiny and so on."

  "Hmph! Stop making excuses!" The young female nurse was small in age, but her temper was obviously not small. "Relatives, if you recognize him, then our hospital won't manage what he does. Of course, this way, if the patient has any abnormal situation, our hospital will also not be responsible. This is recorded on the admission procedures."

  As she spoke, the young nurse hung two bottles of grape juice from the blue bag on a hook beside her, tore open a package of infusion needles, inserted one end into the bottle and connected the other end to the tube that had been inserted into Cheng Zhong's right hand.

  After doing all this, the young nurse turned back and glanced at the middle-aged woman, "You think it over carefully, I'll go back and report now."

  The middle-aged woman frowned and was about to chase after him, but was pulled back by Yan Jing, "Auntie, Cheng Zhong will wake up soon, you don't need to worry about these things."

  Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman suddenly stopped in her tracks, looked at Wu Zhengyi with a glance, and spoke out loud, "Dr. Wu, can you really save Zhong Er?"

  "Alright!" Wu Zhengxiao sneered with a light smile, "However, after saving him, you must join Xiao Jing's charity organization. This is extremely beneficial for that man of yours and has no drawbacks. If he can frequently donate to the charity, I dare say his health will definitely improve, although it won't be completely cured, but his lifespan will increase by several years."

  "As long as Dr. Wu can save Zhong Er, I and Old Cheng will dedicate the rest of our lives to charitable causes."

  "Alright, you and Xiao Jing sit down for a while. I'll cast my spell to wake him up." As he spoke, Wu Zhengye's blood-stained right index finger began drawing on Cheng Zhong's forehead again. "Cheng Zhong's problem isn't with his body. Those doctors couldn't find anything because it's normal, even if you send him to Beijing the result would be the same.

  "Unless you can get Dong Zhanchun to take action, otherwise he won't be able to wake up again!"

  On the one hand, Wu Zhengyi's voice came continuously, "This master is also very strange. I clearly didn't make a move on Cheng Zhong, but his heavenly soul was sealed and imprisoned. Without a heavenly soul, a person would be unconscious, but the earthly soul and human soul are still there, so emotions and perceptions are normal, which is why he fell into a coma."

  Here is the translation:

  As he said this, Wu Zhengye withdrew his hand, and a drop of golden light flashed at the tip of his finger. The wound on his finger that had been bitten open just now was completely healed in a matter of seconds, without even leaving a scar. This scene caused the middle-aged woman's pupils to suddenly constrict, and her body began to tremble.

  Feeling the emotions of the middle-aged aunt, Yan Jing gently held the middle-aged aunt's hand and said in a low voice, "Auntie, he is not an ordinary person. What he just said, you must remember, it will be good for Uncle Cheng's body."

  She nodded subconsciously, and the middle-aged mother's eyes, filled with a sense of years of ups and downs, stared at Wu Zhengye without blinking. She tightened her grip on Yan Jing's hands and said in a trembling voice, "Little... Little Jing, what kind of person is he after all?"

  "Who is he?" Yan Jing smiled lightly and turned to look at Wu Zhengxie, whose eyes had an uncontrollable pride, he was Yan Jing's man!

  Cough, she definitely wouldn't say that sentence, although she was thinking in her heart, "He is a high-ranking Taoist! With him taking action, Auntie, you can rest assured."

  "Attained the Tao, elevated person...... attained the Tao, elevated person......" The middle-aged woman kept muttering these four words, suddenly, her pupils shot out a gleam of surprise, and her hands, which were holding onto Jing's hand tightly, also let go. Immediately, she clasped her hands together in prayer, with a devout expression on her face, and repeatedly chanted, "Greatly compassionate and greatly merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, you have finally opened your eyes! My Zhong'er is saved!"

  Upon hearing this, Wu Zhengyi's eyes rolled back in an instant. He was originally muttering incantations under his breath, but suddenly his voice grew several decibels louder: "Heaven and Earth, Qiankun, Xuanxuan Old Lord, Golden Seal Divine Storage, Reopen the Heavenly Gate!"

  With a single word, Wu Zhengye's index finger, stained with golden blood, suddenly poked into Cheng Zhong's brow, abruptly!

  The characters drawn with his blood suddenly shone with golden light, and the golden character phantoms flew out of thin air, then rapidly rushed towards Cheng Zhong's brow...

  So the cycle continued, and finally, after almost a minute, the golden light disappeared. At this moment, Wu Zhengxie wiped away his sweat and withdrew his hand from Cheng Zhong's eyebrow, stood up, smiled at Yan Jing, and said, "Alright, he's awake now, really asleep, will wake up soon, let's go."

  "Wu doctor... Wu master, thank you for saving my son Zhong!" The middle-aged woman bowed sincerely to Wu Zhengyi, "Wu master, when will Zhong wake up?"

  Yan Jing carefully took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Wu Zhengxie's forehead, seeing that he was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, Yan Jing hummed softly, "Liu Ayi is asking you something, when can Cheng Zhong wake up?"

  Embarrassed, Wu Zheng accepted Yan Jing's handkerchief and smiled wickedly, "Don't worry, I've already freed his trapped heavenly soul. He's really asleep now. If you want to, you can go wake him up right away."

  Upon hearing this, the middle-aged mother was overjoyed and rushed to the bedside, gently pushing Cheng Zhong, "Zhong'er... Zhong'er... I'm your mother..."

  "Uh, mom, it's still dark outside, let me sleep a bit longer......" As he spoke, Cheng Zhong turned over and the familiar sound of his snores came again.

  But the middle-aged woman who heard Cheng Zhong speak was overjoyed and wept, wiping away her old tears with a handkerchief. She got up and came to Wu Zhengyi's side, kneeling down on one knee.

  At this point, Wu Zheng's eyes and hands were quick, and he immediately supported the middle-aged woman with one hand. "Don't do it! This master can't afford your kneeling!"

  "Benefactor! You are the benefactor of our old Cheng family!" As she spoke, the middle-aged woman's tears fell again.

  At first, she didn't have much hope for Wu Zhengye, and only let him try because of Yan Jing's face. But after seeing Wu Zhengye's methods and hearing about his identity from Yan Jing, her heart, which had already sunk, suddenly sprouted strong hope.

  At this moment, Cheng Zhong really woke up, and the excitement in her heart was beyond words. Moreover, with Wu Zhengyi's identity as a "highly enlightened person", the middle-aged mother did not mention anything about compensation or money, but instead sincerely knelt down to Wu Zhengyi. In her opinion, such "enlightened people" care about true kindness rather than wealth!

  But she didn't know that Wu Zhengxie had just been prepared to ask her for compensation, only because of her kneeling... Although it was not successful, it also made him suppress the two words 'compensation'.

  "Wu Zheng's eyes rolled, and he continued, 'Don't mention whether you're grateful or not, I've said it before, saving you comes with conditions!'"

  The middle-aged woman was taken aback, then nodded desperately, "Master's teachings, the old woman dare not disobey!" The middle-aged woman sincerely bowed to Wu Zhengxie again, and then looked at Yan Jing, "Xiao Jing, what was the name of that charity organization you mentioned earlier?

  I'll drag Old Cheng along tomorrow, now that both of us have our pension, Zhong Er is our only son and he has his own job now, we're not burdened with anything, so we can totally help you.

  And helping those poor ordinary people and those pitiful children has always been my wish.

  "Ah, that's good." Wu Zhengxie also smiled, "Master said earlier, doing more good deeds is good for you all, accumulating good karma, which is what we call 'willpower'. When you return to the underworld after a hundred years, these good karma can clear your debts in the underworld. And when you are reborn as humans, relying on the good karma from this life, you can be reincarnated into a good family."

  "Thank you, Master!" The middle-aged woman clasped her hands together and bowed her head in reverence.

  "Ahem!" Yan Jing coughed lightly twice, looking a bit embarrassed. "Zheng Ye, our charity organization still doesn't have a name yet. What do you think we should name it?"

  "What's with the name?" Wu Zhengxie rubbed his head, embarrassed, "I didn't even finish elementary school, Xiao Jing, aren't you teasing me?"

  She gave Wu Zhengyi a cold glance, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Our main goal is to help those poor children and the underprivileged people in the world. Otherwise... why would it be called 'Dai Ai Charity Fund'?"

  "What's the name of the charity fund?" Wu Zhengxie nodded slightly, "Sounds not bad, if Master has to think of a name, then it would be 'Yan Jing Charity Fund' or 'Xiao Jing Charity Fund', or maybe 'Relieve Suffering and Difficulty Charity Fund'......"

  She gave Wu Zhengxie a fierce stare, and even the middle-aged woman next to her couldn't help but secretly laugh. "The Bible says that love is charity, love does not seek its own benefit, love never ends, and great love contains everything, tolerates everything, disregards oneself, and truly loves universally!"

  "Hey, reading more books really makes a difference!" Wu Zhengyi sighed, "After hearing what you said, even I feel like donating some money, hehe. Remember when this master was begging his way back to the countryside? On the road, I encountered a poor and sick mountain village that was suffering from an epidemic at the time. There were only about 100 people left in the village, and most of them had died. Later, the cadres from nearby villages organized everyone to donate money for the burial of those who had already died..."