If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

"Girl Li, come here and give me a hand." Doctor Wang first looked at Meixiang's eyes, and then shouted to Nanny Chen behind him.

"Come, gently lift up the young lady's head. I'll take a look at the wound on the back of her head."

Nanny Chen gently lifted Meixiang's neck with both hands, and Doctor Wang carefully untied the bandage wrapped around Meixiang's head. Seeing that the bleeding from the wound had stopped, he parted the hair around the wound and took a closer look. After seeing that there was no inflammation, he changed the bandage and carefully wrapped it again.

After taking the pulse of both hands and carefully reading the prescriptions written by the doctors over the past three days, he had an idea in mind. He stood up and reported, "Madam, the young lady's wound has been properly treated and is showing signs of healing. The prescriptions for the past three days are basically suitable for the symptoms. I will slightly change the dosage of the prescription and use acupuncture. The young lady's fever will subside in an hour."

"Thank you, Doctor Wang." When everyone heard that the fever would go down in an hour, they immediately felt relieved. It was good that the fever could go down.

"Girl Li, boil a new dose according to this dosage. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl." Doctor Wang handed the new prescription to Nanny Chen.

"Madam, may I wash my face with cold water to wake myself up first, and then have a drink of saliva?" Doctor Wang asked the beautiful woman cautiously.

"Of course, of course, it's our fault." After a moment of hesitation, the beautiful woman hurriedly ordered Chen Da to fetch water, make tea, and set breakfast.

After Nanny Chen helped Meixiang drink the medicine again and Doctor Wang gave her acupuncture, Meixiang's body temperature gradually dropped and her expression became relaxed.

Everyone was delighted. "Doctor Wang, when will the young lady wake up?" Nanny Chen asked, touching Meixiang's forehead.

"Under normal circumstances, he should wake up after the fever subsides, right?" Doctor Wang asked curiously.

He got up and checked Meixiang again, but found nothing abnormal.

The atmosphere in the north courtyard of the Liu residence became tense again. Time passed by minute by minute. An hour later, Meixiang showed no sign of waking up.

The usually calm beautiful lady and Doctor Wang also began to feel anxious.

At this time, a Buddhist voice was heard from outside the door: "Amitabha, I am sorry to bother you, donor Lao Na!"

Although they were outside the gate, everyone in the courtyard felt as if the Buddhist words just now were ringing in their ears.

"Li Niang, go and see which great monk is passing by. I'm sorry, but I have something else to do at home today and cannot entertain you." The beautiful woman looked at her daughter who was sleeping soundly on the bed and gave the order weakly.

After a while, Nanny Chen, who had just gone out, came back in a hurry with a happy face, followed by a master wearing monk's clothes, who walked steadily and had a kind face.

Everyone in the room looked carefully and saw that this was Master Fazhi, the abbot of Huguo Temple.

"Master Fazhi." Everyone put their hands together and saluted respectfully.

"Madam, thank you for your courtesy. I am sorry for the offense caused by visiting you without your permission. Please forgive me." Master Fazhi returned the greeting.

"Master, this time I came..."

"I observed the sky at night and saw that the morning star was covered by dark clouds, so I came here specially for the young donor. I have a way to wake you up, madam, please ask the attendants to leave." Master Fazhi pointed at Meixiang who was sleeping unconscious on the bed.

The beautiful woman nodded gently to everyone in the room. When only the beautiful woman, Master Fazhi and Meixiang were left in the room, Master Fazhi walked up to Meixiang's bed, clasped his hands together, and muttered a calming mantra.

After reciting it forty-nine times, Master Fazhi said, "Little donor, what you saw was not your real self. Don't get too involved in the play. Only where your home is can you feel at ease. From now on, you can keep your original mind and do as you please." After saying this, Master Fazhi raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the center of Meixiang's forehead. A flash of colorful golden light flashed and sank into the center of Meixiang's eyebrows.

Mei Xiang, who had been in a coma for four days and three nights, finally moved. Her ten slightly bent fingers on both sides of her body trembled and slowly moved, with increasing amplitude. With a long sigh, her feather-covered eyes slowly opened. A pair of clear and transparent eyes like spring water made Mei Xiang's already pure facial features instantly lively. It was like a pearl covered with dust, wiping off the dust on the surface, revealing its original appearance.

"Mom?" Meixiang's eyes instantly turned red when she saw the beautiful woman, and she stretched out her hands tremblingly - asking for a hug.

This was the first time in ten years that her daughter had done such a thing. The beautiful woman was stunned at first, then she couldn't help feeling happy. She rushed over and hugged her daughter tightly. The mother and daughter couldn't help crying together.

"Mother, Xiang'er, well, Xiang'er thought she would never see you again. Woo woo..." Meixiang cried in fear. The heart-wrenching feeling of her mother's death in the dream made her faint in the 21st century. She subconsciously did not want to admit the fact that her mother had passed away, so she immersed herself in her imagination and refused to wake up. Meixiang never wanted to experience that feeling of powerlessness again.

"As long as my parents are alive, I am at most a child." Meixiang decided to abandon the shackles of ethics and morals that she had been subjected to since childhood. She wanted to be like herself in the 21st century. If she had love in her heart, she should express it and not wait until she lost it to regret it.

"Be good, mother is here, mother is always here, don't be afraid, just wake up!" The beautiful woman choked up and gently stroked her daughter's back to comfort her, but when she felt the bones on her hands, the sadness surged into her heart even more strongly, and she cried even louder.

Nanny Chen, who had been walking around anxiously outside the house, heard the crying and rushed into the house without caring about etiquette. Seeing the mother and daughter hugging each other crying, she went up to them, holding back the tears that were rushing out of her eyes, and said, "Miss, the young lady just woke up and can't stand such a huge ups and downs in her emotions."

Then he glanced at Master Fazhi, who was lowering his hands and brows to avoid suspicion, quietly pulled the corner of the beautiful woman's clothes, and nodded in the direction of Master Fazhi.

"Well, Master Fazhi, please forgive me for losing my composure." The beautiful woman wiped the tears from her eyes and said apologetically, "Xiang'er, this is Master Fazhi from Huguo Temple. You were able to wake up this time, thanks to the master's help."

Meixiang then noticed that there was an old monk standing in the room. She had never dealt with a Buddhist master in this life. Although she did not believe in Buddhism, her many experiences of leaving the soul made her full of awe for these unknown things.

"Thank you, Master, for your help. Liu Meixiang will remember it in her heart. Xiang'er is polite." Meixiang leaned forward and saluted respectfully.

"Amitabha, congratulations to the donor, you finally achieved perfection." Master Fazhi looked at Liu Meixiang who seemed to have been reborn, "No need to be polite, I came here specially for you, and it is worthwhile to help you in time. Besides, this is also our fate."

The three people in the room were all shocked when they heard this. Master Fazhi was not traveling here but came here specially?