The doctor sighed and continued: "Yes, King Suddhodana was a failure. He was worried about his son becoming a monk, so he built an extremely luxurious palace for him. The garden was filled with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants.

When Mani was nineteen years old, he chose the beautiful and virtuous Princess Yasodhara as his concubine, and there were countless maids to serve him. He only hoped that the luxurious life and his father's love would bring him success.

Let him give up his time as a monk.

However, when Sakyamuni was twenty-nine, it was midnight, and he left quietly and never came back again - nothing could stop his determination to ascend."

The fat man didn't come back to his senses until this moment, and said hurriedly: "No, doctor, Xiao Tang won't leave, he...he just went out for a walk..."

"I don't know!" The doctor sighed, "I am just like King Suddhodana now. I feel like I have failed."

Feng Tang leaned against the door and listened blankly. He couldn't figure out why the doctor had such ridiculous ideas? Well, in fact, these are not important. If he wanted to leave, he could take him away.

, he is not that irresponsible Grandpa Buddha?

So, he raised his foot and kicked at the door.

"Open the door, Fatty!" Feng Tang shouted directly.

"Ah..." The fat man was stunned and couldn't help but look at the doctor, but the doctor had already walked quickly towards the door. When he opened the door, he saw Feng Tang standing at the door.

"Xiao Tang...you're back." The doctor hurriedly pulled him in and shouted, "Is it cold outside? Is it fun at Pauline's house? Do you want a midnight snack?"

"Pauline's house is very fun. I lost more than two million euros." Feng Tang pulled the doctor and winked at the fat man. The fat man understood, closed the door, and walked to the other side.

"So, I stopped playing at 10:30. You are always good at making money, but you can't afford to lose like me, a prodigal son. Then, I went out to do some things." Feng Tang motioned to the doctor to sit on the sofa.

He sat down and said, "I admit that I am a prodigal and a second-generation ancestor, but - I am not such an irresponsible person. Please, please don't associate me with that irresponsible Buddha, okay? You

Can you have some faith in me?"

The doctor just smiled coquettishly. He didn't expect that he actually listened to what he and the fat man said.

However, he was really worried that Feng Tang would just leave and never come back.

"Do you want a late-night snack?" The doctor was about to change the awkward topic.

However, Feng Tang came so close to him, leaning on him like he did when he was a child, and asked: "Will King Suddhodana make midnight snacks for his son?"

"Ahem..." The doctor coughed awkwardly, and after a while, he said, "He is the King of India, don't you think so?"

"That's enough." Feng Tang sighed and said with some complaints, "You are not King Suddhodana. You are much better than him. You will make me midnight snacks, and I don't have the philanthropic heart of Grandpa Buddha.

All living beings are suffering, and it has nothing to do with me."

The doctor smiled and reached out to stroke his face, just like he did when he was a child.

Feng Tang leaned against him with some satisfaction, closed his eyes, and asked, "Did Duan Muze call you?"

"Yeah!" The doctor nodded.
Chapter completed!