Those slave traders would inject a muscle-relaxing drug into slaves who were strong or who were trying to escape. This drug could not only deprive a person of physical energy, but also limit the use of superpowers to the greatest extent.
This was originally specially developed by those people to deal with prisoners. I heard that there is an enhanced version. People injected with this drug can hardly walk.
Cheng Xiaohe escaped a few times at first, but found it useless and stopped running. He knew how harmful this medicine was to the human body. If it weren't for the fact that as a wood-type superpower, he had a certain resistance to toxins, he would have been disabled long ago after being injected with several injections.
The water in the bathtub is not very hot, but this is already a very luxurious treatment in the apocalypse. I am afraid that only those teams with water powers have such conditions.
Looking at the darkening water, Cheng Xiaohe unconsciously thought of the fourth-level ice power user who bought him.
Although she kept him temporarily, she didn't tell him what to do. It seemed that the other party was not satisfied with his ability.
But there's nothing he can do about it. He really doesn't know how to see a doctor. Besides, doctors also need medicine to treat diseases. He's not a person with healing powers.
Cheng Xiaohe lay down on his back, letting the water cover his body. His slender legs were slanted outside the bathtub. He looked at the mottled ceiling and felt a little confused.
If Captain Lin knew that his skills could only kill people but not save people, would he regret buying a "trash" with ten secondary crystal cores?
"Captain, if you buy him, you don't really want to recruit him as a teammate, right?"
Lei Min felt that Lin Qingqing was a little hasty. Not to mention his ability, this man named Cheng Xiaohe had a lot of trouble behind him.
"No rush, just observe for now."
Lin Qingqing didn't take it seriously.
In her hands she held a tattered picture book. If you look carefully, you will find that there are illustrations on every page of the book, and the illustrations are all about various plants. The half-torn cover still had the words "Compendium of Materia Medica" printed on it.
Lin Qingqing found this by accident when she was searching for supplies. She kept it after she felt it would be useful.
As soon as Cheng Xiaohe came out of the bathroom, he saw a torn book flying towards him. He quickly reached out to catch it. When he saw the title of the book, his expression suddenly became strange: "Compendium of Materia Medica, Children's Edition?"
"There is only this one at the moment, please read it first."
Lin Qingqing handed him the book and went upstairs.
Captain Lin really plans to train him to become a doctor? Looking at the tattered medical book in his hand, Cheng Xiaohe couldn't help but smile bitterly.
How can it be so easy to be a doctor, let alone this is Chinese medicine! Captain Lin thinks highly of him too much.
But he also knows that he has no choice now. Although he has never been exposed to the field of traditional Chinese medicine before, isn't it just learning? How could it be harder than surviving the apocalypse?
Cheng Xiaohe took a deep breath, regarded the book in his hand as a test, and solemnly opened the first page.
As soon as Qu Xingchi entered the room, he saw Cheng Xiaohe sitting at the dining table reading a tattered book. The man was wearing his previous sportswear. He was about 1.8 meters tall and was half a head taller than him.
The clothes were a little short on him, and his thin ankles and wrists were exposed at the trouser legs and cuffs.
He read it very seriously, and there was a notebook beside him. While he was reading, he was taking notes with a brush.
Why is he such a top student again? Qu Xingchi looked at Cheng Xiaohe with a confused expression. When I was brought back at noon, I looked very nervous and cautious. Why am I now fully immersed in studying?
Qu Xingchi cursed in his heart while placing the food in his hands on the table.
"Eat something first, you probably haven't eaten for many days."
Cheng Xiaohe rubbed his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked up at the plastic bag on the table in surprise. The mouth of the bag was opened, and it contained dried meat, milk powder and instant noodles.
The treatment was so good. Cheng Xiaohe stared at the bag of food without blinking. He didn’t even remember how long it had been since he had eaten normal food. It seemed that he had
After receiving the "doomsday dry food", he never saw anything other than white cakes.
Qu Xingchi watched Cheng Xiaohe staring at the instant noodles and suddenly remembered something. He patted his forehead and said, "Look at my memory, please wait a moment while I ask Sister Minmin to boil some water for you."
"Is there any hot water?"
"Ah! How can we make noodles without hot water?"
Qu Xingchi was a little surprised by his question. After saying that, he went to find Lei Min with the kettle and water boiler.
After a while, Qu Xing left and came back again, holding a pot of boiling water in his hand.
The steaming hot noodles slowly poured into the bowl, and instantly the long-lost smell of braised beef noodles hit your face.
Just smelling this smell, Cheng Xiaohe couldn't help it. All the cells in his body turned into greedy worms, urging him to swallow the bowl of noodles immediately.
In order not to look too greedy, he quickly found a topic while waiting for the noodles, forcing himself to divert his attention from the noodle bowl.
"Your team's fire-type superpower is helping everyone boil water?" Cheng Xiaohe was surprised when he recalled Qu Xingchi's confident tone when he asked Lei Min for help just now.
"No~"
Qu Xingchi scratched his head and explained in the face of the other party's puzzled gaze: "Sister Minmin is not a fire-type person, she is a thunder-type person!"
"..."
Thunder type? You actually use a lightning-type psychic as a water boiler? Also, isn't your captain an ice type? Why did Yihe Lei appear again?
As if she could see what he was thinking at this time, Qu Xingchi said nonchalantly: "Hey, what's the matter? The bath water you just used was condensed by the captain with his superpower and heated by Sister Minmin."
"..."
Such a down-to-earth mutant, Cheng Xiaohe became numb when he heard this.
"Can I ask how many people there are in your team?"
This is not a question that cannot be asked. Cheng Xiaohe wants to know whether his treatment today is a newcomer welfare or a Hongmen banquet.
Ah, you have seen the captain, me, Sister Minmin, Sister Yaxiu, and Xiao Lingdang. "
Indeed, he had seen the four young women, plus the young man in front of him, but...
Is a team led by a fourth-level superpower really just one person?
The more they come into contact with each other, the more Cheng Xiaohe feels that there is something unusual about this team of superpowers called "Qingmang".
Qu Xingchi was a little frightened by the probing eyes of the other party. He looked away and when he saw the book spread out on the table, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Compendium of Materia Medica? The captain really put this book I gave it to you so you can learn?"
"What's wrong?"
Cheng Xiaohe looked at him puzzled.
He knew that this was a task assigned to him by Captain Lin, or an assessment question given to him. His future and destiny might be determined by this book.
"Nothing, nothing, just study hard."
Qu Xingchi smiled with gloating: "You have to work hard! Let me tell you, except for me, everyone else in our team is a top student or a god of study."
"Why except you?"
"I......"
Qu Xingchi felt that Cheng Xiaohe's focus was a bit strange. Shouldn't he ask, "Why are everyone else so academic?"
"Tch~ what do you know," Qu Xingchi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Young man, I'm a racing driver. I can't drive anything except missiles!"
He was not exaggerating. Under Yin Yaxiu's guidance, he did learn to drive various means of transportation. Although he has not personally tried airplanes and tanks, but seeing Lin Qingqing's attitude of forcing people to learn at every turn, I am afraid that sooner or later he will find a real object to practice with.
Cheng Xiaohe looked at the "Compendium of Materia Medica" in his hand thoughtfully. It seemed that what Captain Lin gave him was not just a simple test question. I am afraid that she really planned to take the path of traditional Chinese medicine.
Thinking of this,
Cheng Xiaohe put away the cramming mentality he had used to cope with the exam. He originally planned to memorize the entire book, but now he decided to start studying it seriously again.
The instant noodles were delicious and the dried meat was fragrant. Cheng Xiaohe drank the last sip of the soup with satisfaction and then picked up the book again.
Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. Just a children's edition of "Compendium of Materia Medica" allowed him to discover a lot of interesting knowledge.
As a wood element user, Cheng Xiaohe has always felt that there is no difference between the wood element and other energy elements. They just convert energy into entities to attack the enemy.
But after reading this book about the medicinal properties of herbal medicine, he had a slightly different understanding of the wood power.
Maybe I can really take this path?
He never thought about becoming a doctor, let alone a Chinese medicine doctor. People who deal with viruses and bacteria all day long never have the heart to save lives and heal the wounded.
But since leaving the laboratory, without drugs and tools, his abilities and knowledge have been completely useless.
In this doomsday world, he is just an ordinary second-level wood-type superpower.
Until today, a book on medical skills accidentally opened a new door for him.
He is a graduate student in medicine from the Department of Wood. Is it really just a coincidence that Captain Lin bought him back and showed him this medical book? Or had she already planned it?
Cheng Xiaohe touched the bridge of his nose habitually, and then realized that his glasses had been thrown away somewhere.
After moving his hands, Cheng Xiaohe stood up and came to the window.
It's very late now, and Qu Xingchi, who lives in the same room, has already fallen asleep.
The small villa had limited rooms, so they naturally lived together.
Today he got a lot of tricks from Qu Xingchi. This kid seemed to have no heart. No matter what he asked, the other party told him without hesitation.
"The fourth-level ice system, the third-level thunder system, the second-level perception system, the second-level metal system and the speed system. I didn't expect that I would be at the bottom among them."
The Qingmang team seems to have a small number of people, but everyone has extraordinary abilities and plays multiple roles. It is said that even the thirteen-year-old blind girl has good marksmanship.
Several people's faces flashed through his mind, and Cheng Xiaohe's eyes widened: This is a very interesting team. It seems that if he wants to stay successfully, he has to work harder.
