Ding Xingfa's left index finger bone was crushed by Shui Miaomiao.
It can be cured, but it will cost a lot of spiritual stones, and Ding Xing feels a lot of pain, but after all, he is a doctor, and his hands are very important, so he must use the best medicine.
Unexpectedly, someone named him to seek healing from him.
Ding Xingfa decided to take advantage of the situation and compensate himself.
I just saw that the person who walked in looked a little dazed, and there was a ring of tattered gauze on his head. I don’t know what it meant. Is it a recent trend?
The visitor rolled his eyes and fainted without any sound.
Cheng Wei, who had been stripped naked, was shivering at the door of the medical hall.
Why are you in the hospital? It seems that you fell down the slope and hit your head. But how did you fall? How did you get to the hospital again?
Cheng Wei's memory was in chaos, and the people at the medical hall insisted that he was cured.
He pledged all of Cheng Wei's personal belongings and wrote down an IOU in a daze.
Is this a medical hall? This is a black shop!
Jin Hu glanced over, "What?" Do you like to make trouble in the hospital lately? Do you think his golden tiger is just a decoration?
Seeing that Sanshui was a newcomer, he wanted to give him some advice. Cheng Wei didn't have such preferential treatment. If he dared to dissatisfy even one word, he would immediately give it up.
Although Ding Xingfa was cheating, he was still a member of the medical hall, and cheating people also wandered on the edge of the medical hall's rules. Moreover, Ding Xingfa was also appointed by Cheng Wei himself. Who can blame him if he fell and suffered a concussion!
Cheng Wei went back to raise money dejectedly with his tail between his legs.
Before he could take a breath, an angry Cheng Jinzhi scolded him and kicked him to the ground, "I told you to guard Diao Gao, why did you run away!"
"Me, me, me." Cheng Wei couldn't explain why. The back of his head hurt, and his chest hurt when he was kicked. Just thinking about what happened before he fell down the slope gave him a splitting headache.
"Okay, don't be angry, I'm fine."
After a while, Diao Gaocai quietly stepped forward and glanced at Cheng Wei.
"But I feel bad, the injury is so serious." Cheng Jinzhi gently held Diao Gao's hands. Cheng Wei looked at him blankly, was Diao Gao injured?
After a long time, Cheng Wei saw a red mark on Diao Gao's wrist. It would heal later.
Cheng Jinzhi kissed Diao Gao's wrist, coaxed him nicely, and gave him something that could be worth all Cheng Wei's expenses in the hospital.
Diao Gao smiled with satisfaction and withdrew his hand. He didn't know that Jiucheng Qiu was so crazy today and always had trouble with him in practice.
His wrist was almost broken by Ninefold Vengeance.
It's just weird, the pain is deep into the bones, but it doesn't leave any traces, and the wounds have to be faked afterwards.
"Ninefold Vengeance? What a silly name."
"Nine Chou is the disciple of the sect master." The serious-looking guard beside Cheng Jinzhi reminded him. His main duty was to remind Cheng Jinzhi who he could play with and who he couldn't mess with, and not to make random enemies.
But after being seduced by Diao Gao, Cheng Jinzhi often threw him away, and there was nothing he could do.
"The sect master's apprentice?" Cheng Jinzhi hesitated.
"So what, it doesn't look like he's an important one, he's just a registered disciple." Diao Gao said, with a few expressions that seemed to be lingering.
"Fuck him!" Cheng Jinzhi immediately threw the guard's words behind him, hugged Diao Gao and left.
The guard didn't want to follow. The guard was tired and wanted to resign. The guard looked at Cheng Wei on the ground and said, "The cost of your treatment will be deducted from the account and you will hand over your identity card. In fact, you are very lucky."
What does this mean?
The guard finished his last sentence and had already left for a long time. Cheng Wei was sitting on the ground, half-smiling but not smiling. Could it be that he was really stupid?
After a long while, Cheng Wei exhaled a breath of thick air. Today was full of ups and downs, misfortune and luck intertwined. Cheng Wei didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Finally, he no longer had to guard that idiot.
But after handing over the identity tag, the resources given by the Cheng family are gone.
But it doesn't seem to be a big deal. There are more resources, but I don't have time to practice. I just hang around that idiot every day and serve him tea and water myself.
Being an ordinary person in the Ancient Immortal Sect is actually quite good. To forge iron, you need to be strong. Cheng Wei suddenly figured out that although there are fewer resources, the time is his own and he is free...
In the small building in Renjing, Shui Miaomiao was fully armed and playing with a kind of brown powder.
Jiuchengqiu limped into Renjing Xiaozhu.
The two looked at each other, startling each other.
"Don't come over here!"
"What are you going to do again!" Jiuchengqiu frowned and stopped.
Shui Miaomiao hurriedly poured the brown powder into the jar, sealed it, and then threw it back into Shui Yingyin. She took off her gloves and took off her homemade mask. She took a few breaths of fresh air before raising her eyes to look at Jiuchongqiu.
"What's wrong with your appearance?"
"I asked you first."
"Oh, ah, there are too many things in Shui Yingyin. Take it out to dry in the sun to avoid mold."
After hearing the nonsense reason, Jiuchengqiu didn't want to talk to Shui Miaomiao, "Can I go over?"
"No." Shui Miaomiao shook her head, "You didn't answer my question just now. Let's have a cup of tea first."
Shui Miaomiao looked at the tea on the stone table and waved her hand back and forth for a long time, "It should be this cup."
Jiuzhongqiu stared at the tea handed over by Shui Miaomiao with his eyes empty. Are you sure you can drink it?
Looking at it from a distance just now, Shui Miaomiao's back was sneaky, and there was a kind of sternness in it, and I didn't know what it meant.
"There's nothing wrong with him." He put the tea cup into Jiuchengqiu's hand and pulled him to sit on the stone bench. "Tell me, you fell down that slope."
The excuse Jiuchengqiu had just thought of was blocked in his mouth, and he took a sip of tea.
Shui Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief and took precautions. Who knew which powder Jiuchengqiu had breathed in? She didn't want to make any mistakes. If something happened to Jiuchengqiu, she would be the first person to be suspected.
"Tell me, what happened?" Shui Miaomiao looked out of Shui Yingyin's room and took out the medicine to treat the trauma. "The burn on my hand hasn't healed yet, but it was caught like a tabby cat again. How could you also get into trouble with Diao?" It’s high.”
Looking up at Jiucheng Qiu's evasive eyes, Shui Miaomiao laughed out loud unprepared, "It's true, I was just talking nonsense."
Jiuzhongqiu remained silent, put down the tea in his hand, stood up and wanted to go back to his room.
"Calm down, calm down." Shui Miaomiao patted Jiuchengqiu's arm, "Sit down, let's apply the medicine first. It will hurt a little, so don't scream."
Shui Miaomiao raised the cotton swab dipped in the medicine and looked at Nine Chou sincerely.
"I won't scream." Jiuzhong Qiu said dullly, sitting back on the stone bench.
"I, ha." The moment the medicine hit his face, Jiucheng Qiu almost cursed, if Shui Miaomiao wasn't in front of him.
Stomping his feet on the ground, Jiucheng Qiu stared at Shui Miaomiao with his eyes wide open. Did you do this on purpose? None of the golden sore medicine he bought from the hospital was so painful.
The cotton swab stirred the potion, and Shui Miaomiao said innocently, "You can't blame me. The thing in Shui Yingyin has never been normal."
Especially in the drug column, there are all kinds of strange people, heroes and demons dancing around. The effects of the drugs are all very good. If they are released to scorn everything, but there are no "side effects", the pharmaceutical people seem to be unhappy.
"All good medicines are like this." Shui Miaomiao said sincerely, and then took out a small mirror and asked Jiuchengqiu to see it for himself. Without explaining clearly, he felt like Jiuchengqiu wanted to eat him alive.
The scars on his face have almost healed into faint scars.
"It's good, right? For the sake of me giving you such good medicine, let's talk about it. Diao Gao shouldn't be able to beat you."
