At 2 p.m. the next day, the moment seemed to be shaken and swayed by the subjective pendulum strike. There were still a few hours that weren't too short, and the time was no longer certain. This is indeed a major life event for Wang Youwei, comparable to life and death, parting and talking about marriage. It is too important, too heavy, so that in Wang Youwei's universe, time cannot withstand its weight and is distorted and deformed, and no longer has its original regular and accurate measurement.

This time was smashed by a small bug, and it was made a haze by a legendary miracle doctor.

The result is full of divergence, whether it is to be reborn and reinvigorate the royal style, or to lose the yin and lose the yang and be eaten half of the light? Or return to the furnace and rebuild, starting from the beginning of everything. With a thousand thoughts and a thousand sorrows, he was destined not only to be sleepless this night, but also to do something like a lantern and sword according to his officer's character, otherwise the death lotus flower formed by the cannon fire and the smoke and ashes would have nowhere to bloom.

As he tossed and turned in bed, a picture that was very complicated for him gradually began from point to point, from point to point, and the picture that gradually became clear with shaking was reflected on the white screen in his mind.

"You're so bad, you know how to use your cannon to mercilessly bombard people's defenseless girls from good families. Ah, tap, tap—". Gently, blow after blow, almost fixed frequency of thump, the soft officer could enjoy the bed being hit so hard by the fist. The drums of war were beating, and it seemed that a thunderstorm was beginning to pass outside. Of course, Raiden might have been terrified of this veteran soldier who had walked through the battlefield of corpses countless times, and was silent about all intimidation. The loss of force cannot take away the martial spirit.

But the lightning strike, which was untouched to him, seemed to wake him up.

Escaping from those room-like images, he finally realized his insignificance. No matter how powerful the skill is, it still can't get rid of the claws of disease and the shackles of instinct.

So, since no matter how powerful the martial arts are, they cannot be independent of the framework of birth, old age, sickness and death, is the medical technique that can tilt one side of this framework a little bit the most powerful force in the world? And Qin Xiusheng, who claims to be like a god in medicine, has already seen through everything and regarded everything including himself as a joke?

A crisp crack, a thunderclap outside the window, intersected at this moment. The bed was actually hammered down. Healing, healing, healing, that ultimate thought echoed in his head.

Could it be that this so-called Hua Tuo in the world is also with them. This seems to have implicated a bigger conspiracy: Qin Xiusheng, a popular man among the doctors, the reason why he can help himself, and the reason why he exists is not to make him realize his incompetence and insignificance, and go to the big guy, but he was made uncomfortable by the little worm, and even almost committed suicide. And then let yourself have low self-esteem, self-knowledge, so as to give up many of your positions? Although it is groundless, but the soldier is not tired of deceit, as a soldier, you must first doubt everything, and the beginning of doubting everything is also difficult, that is, to doubt that you have ever trusted someone who waited for me or relied heavily on me.

A few kilometers away, lightning occasionally illuminated the other side of the darkness, and in the room where the curtains were tightened, there was another sleepless soul. Qin Xiusheng is not so suspicious of the good tactics of the military bigwigs. He was simply awakened by the thunderstorm that came as he said it would come without warning. Although the attitude is arrogant, the benevolence of the healer, the name given by the ancestors to the monks, cannot be tarnished. So he got up and got dressed, and seemed to be about to start exchanging blood for the big man.

He took on all sorts of lead gloves and put them into a stone chest filled with glittering mercury and unaware of the power of some powerful witchcraft, and it was constantly beating and seemed to be boiled. Hands are very uncomfortable in extremely dense liquids. But his miracle is about to be revealed.

There was another loud bang outside the window, which seemed to be more majestic than the lightning that preceded it, giving people a greater deterrent. The mercury in the box flowed spontaneously, forming a large vortex in the center, which in turn began to be changed by streams of liquid rushing out from the bottom and splashing from the sides of the vortex. Gradually, after waiting for it to calm down, a person's face protrudes from the mercury side, and there are no eyes, only hollow and deep eye sockets.

And the majestic lips, open and open, as if to say something. Although Qin Xiusheng didn't seem to know what was going on, because he had turned around and was fiddling with the simulated flesh soaked in the embalming spices, the thunder that was becoming more and more dense, more frequent, and more and more irregular drew warning lines in his heart one by one. Sleep or die tonight!He was suddenly stunned by a Chinese language that could barely be emanated, full of metallic paint, and did not dare to stand up another hair.

Although he has experienced countless strange diseases and observed countless strange people, he cannot escape the supernatural, ghostly, and irresistible fear that makes anyone instinctively irresistible.

It's like yesterday's scene, after a sentence, without waiting for another person's answer, there was no similar voice after the Chinese phrase etched into the metal surface in the room.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe Qin Xiusheng has kept his motionless posture for too long and can't hold on, he shook violently and knocked over a glass gourd bottle. The gourd bottle was knocked over to the ground, but it didn't break. He had already guessed the Gu worm's revenge, but then Sisi sounded, and the crack began to spread from under the bottle to the top, and the bottle seemed to be broken.

In his panic, he couldn't remember what was in the bottle, but the blood seemed to flow from the cracks, and then the fresh blood gradually turned black again, and the black blood rose from the ground, clumped, and stood up. A headless alien-like creature appeared in front of Qin Xiusheng.

"If you don't believe what I say, then tell them to go. ”

The metal-like words finally appeared, and this made Qin Xiusheng understand that silence could not only make people angry, but also kill or save people.

Of course, he chose to be silent and continued to stand still, but he silently recited a string of characters in his heart. The thunder outside the window faded out of the room, above the dark clouds of the night.

Everything gradually calmed down, and in the silence, suddenly the window broke, and a mysterious wind blew in.

Cold sweat fell drop by drop, and the drip of the timing also fell down drop by drop. The wind blew to his forehead, making him shiver even more. The scene was extremely anxious.

The bottle was oozing blood, and the blood oozing out turned black into an ugly mass. Qin Xiusheng looked at it from the primordial gaze of a physician, he must be in a painful struggle with some disease. Although it could not be heard, it was the sound of Nass shattering, which every healer did not want to hear.

If you die, you don't know how many people who are suffering from the symptoms will die. It's better to save someone, or rather, save a bottle.

"Don't be nervous, I'll do the healing right away. Saying that, he mustered up his courage, and temporarily used the pure heart of a healer to filter out the monsters and strange things that were waiting for me just now, such as the iron face and the evil wind, and only thought about how to cure the disease and save people: "Before that, I want to completely clean up this damn evil thing." ”

As soon as Qin Xiusheng's words fell, a piercing dolphin sound came, which was a strange cry of non-human beings.