Past experience, coupled with Lin Yu's own medical skills.

It's not the first time I've encountered a situation like this to deal with a serious injury myself.

So this time, he is already familiar with the treatment.

It didn't take long for the wounds on his body to be sewn up and wrapped in gauze.

However, the traces left by the tantric mudra printed in the middle of his back are not yet able to deal with it.

He glanced at the white gauze that was wrapped all over his body.

Lin Yu had the shape of a mummy in his mind.

Compared with the mummy, he has one less head to wrap up.

The mummies in other people's movies may be more flexible than their current selves.

"It's a fire, don't think about recovering in less than a month, it's a big loss, and I really beep the dog...... I can't do it for a month, so if someone comes to the door to find trouble, will it be difficult for Lao Tzu to run away?"

Lin Yu's face was aggrieved, his face was a little pale, and it could be seen that he was really injured this time.

You must know that the mudra of the nine-headed Buddha owl is a tantric mastery, and its power cannot be underestimated.

If an ordinary master is hit hard by this, even if he can hold on for a moment and a half, he will not be able to escape death.

That is, Lin Yu, not only has high strength, but also is proficient in medicine.

At the moment of injury, the force of the big handprint penetrating into the body was counted.

Therefore, there is only a slight damage in the body, and life is safe.

It's just that, compared with the injuries caused by the big mudra, the most troublesome thing is that the strong luck and blood hurt the vitality of the internal organs.

Therefore, after Lin Yu carefully checked the injuries in his body, he sighed that he couldn't move for a month.

After a brief bandage, he took out a change of clothes from his travel bag in the car.

Put it on the body, clean up and tidy up.

Lin Yu started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and continued the journey home.

A black SUV speeding down the highway.

The speed definitely exceeds the limit.

But from beginning to end, no one dared to investigate.

The reason is simple, because the car has a military plaque.

……

In the office of the director of the General Administration of the Yanjing Security Department, the telephone rang suddenly.

The old director reached out and answered the phone and put the microphone to his ear.

"Director, the target vehicle appeared on the highway, and the driver's identity has been determined to be Lin Yu, do we want to organize personnel to intercept it on the way?"

The voice of the Chief of Intelligence came from the microphone.

The old director pondered for a moment and said slowly: "No need to intercept, let him go." ”

"Understood!"

After that, it's over.

Although the call was not loud, the four chief instructors on the opposite side were all top masters, so they naturally heard it clearly.

Hanging up the phone, the old director asked with blazing eyes: "Let's talk about our opinions, how to deal with this Lin Yu in the future, whether it is cooperation or ......"

In the second half of the sentence, he did not say.

But the killing intent that flashed in his eyes had already said it all.

Now Lin Yu has made him completely give up the illusion of taking over his command.

If it can't be co-opted, it's a major security risk.

If the hidden danger is not removed, the security department will be on its back.

The four of them, you look at me, I look at you, and they don't speak.

After a long time, the elegant old man took the lead in saying two words: "Cooperation." ”

The bearded old man had no objection: "Cooperation!"

The bald old man raised his eyebrows and slowly spit out four words: "Deportation." ”

The old man nodded with him: "Expulsion!"

To the old director's surprise, none of the four chief instructors said the word "kill".

It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare.

If you want to kill an unimaginable powerhouse like Lin Yu, there is always only one chance.

If you can't kill him once, you have to wait for them to die.

The five people present, even the most powerful old director, were facing Lin Yu, who was like a god and demon.

I can't do it, and I can't get out of it.

Besides, the current Lin Yu has a fetters in his heart.

When it comes to doing things, there are still scruples.

As long as you don't mess with him, you can get along well.

Once the face is torn, it will turn into an enemy.

The scene of this guy's revenge, just thinking about it, is enough to make people feel creepy.

……

Half past five in the morning.

Sister Lan habitually gets up early and prepares to go out to buy groceries.

After getting dressed, she slapped her forehead suddenly, and said to herself in annoyance: "I almost forgot, master, miss, and uncle are all out, why do I get up so early, and I don't have to prepare breakfast." ”

As she spoke, she lay back into bed, intending to get some sleep.

I had just laid down and closed my eyes when suddenly, a hurried doorbell rang outside.

"Who came so early? ”

Sister Lan muttered angrily, stood up again, and put on a piece of clothing.

Walk into the courtyard and look up.

I saw a black SUV parked at the door, looking a little dumbfounded.

Next to the car, a young man was propped up on the door with one hand, and the other hand was covering his chest, his head lowered, as if he was a little uncomfortable.

Because the man lowered his head, he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

However, the body shape and physique made Sister Lan feel very familiar.

Out of alarm, she didn't open the door right away.

Instead, he cautiously came to the door and asked, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

Hearing the voice, the man stood up straight, raised his head and said, "Sister Lan, it's me, Lin Yu." ”

His voice was out of breath, short and weak, like a sick seedling that had been sick for a long time.

"It's Uncle, you're back. ”

Sister Lan hurriedly opened the door and greeted people warmly.

Lin Yu didn't say anything, his hands kept covering his chest, and he went straight into the courtyard.

When walking, the body is fluttering and the steps are vain.

After entering the living room, he sat on the couch with a fart.

Then, he beckoned to Sister Lan and said, "Sister Lan, I'll trouble you to go out later, go to the pharmacy and buy some medicine and come back." ”

"Uncle, why is your face so ugly? I'll take you to the hospital, right?"

Sister Lan asked with concern.

From the first time we met, she felt that something was wrong.

Uncle's face was white and scary.

From the door to the living room, this way gives people the impression of weakness and powerlessness.

The originally upright body has also become a little detained.

Lin Yu waved his hand, and a smile squeezed out of his pale face.

"It's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable, just grab a few pills, I don't need to see a doctor. ”

His own body, he himself understands.

If this kind of injury is in the hospital, I am afraid that the doctors will directly notify him of his death after studying it.

At that time, Li Xinyu and Grandpa Li had to be frightened.

Instead of making waves, it is better to heal quietly.

What's more, when it comes to medical skills, he is more than enough to be the master of those quacks.

In that case, why waste any more effort.

Seeing that Lin Yu insisted on not going to the hospital, Sister Lan didn't want to say anything more.

"Uncle, tell me what's uncomfortable, I'll go to the hospital later, and let the doctor prescribe medicine for you." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yu smiled and said, "Don't be so troublesome, you go to that piece of paper, I'll write it down for you, and then you can go to the nearby Chinese medicine pharmacy and grab the medicine according to the prescription." ”

"Uh......"

Sister Lan's face was full of astonishment, and she asked suspiciously, "Uncle, will you still see a doctor?"

Will you still see a doctor?

What tone, what looks?

Sitting in front of you is a real miracle doctor, okay?

Lin Yu, who was questioned, really wanted to tell how amazing his medical skills were.

But after thinking about it, now is not the time to pretend, so let's bear with it.

So, he nodded and said lightly: "I understand a little!"

I only hate that Li Xinyu is not around.

Otherwise, his wife would definitely tell the past about how he treated Miss Bai's illness.

At that time, Sister Lan's suspicious eyes will immediately change to reverence.

Alas, it's a pity that such a good time to pretend to be forced.

Just as he sighed, Sister Lan had already brought a pen and paper.

Lin Yu's face was indifferent, and he waved his pen like a fly.

Brush brush brush.

The words in this line are quite a bit of a famous doctor's style.

After he finished writing, he handed it over.

From beginning to end, he was calm and unhurried, with a free and easy energy.

Moreover, he also deliberately used the wild grass font exclusive to the divine doctor.

The words one by one, wild and uninhibited, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the touch is strong, and you can know that there is a famous style at a glance.

If you are seen by a calligraphy master, you will definitely praise it from the bottom of your heart: "Good words!"

Such a good word was taken by Sister Lan in her hand and looked down.

A shocked look suddenly appeared on her face, her brows furrowed slightly, and gradually, she twisted into a pimple.

Seeing this, Lin Yu was a little complacent.

Look, you know how good I am!

He thought to himself in his heart, thinking that he had suppressed Sister Lan.

Looking at Sister Lan again, holding the paper in her hand, she looked down for a while.

Then, she looked embarrassed and said, "Uncle, I don't quite recognize the words you wrote. ”

Poof......

Lin Yu almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his face turned into embarrassment.

It was in vain to throw away the blind man's eyes.

Such a good pair of words, I don't recognize it.

Sister Lan glanced at Lin Yu's face, and kindly comforted: "Uncle, don't worry about it, it's normal for the handwriting to be ugly, now that the computer and phone are so convenient, who is too idle to do it, go and practice calligraphy." ”

"Besides, uncle, you have been abroad for so many years before, and you can understand Yanhuang's Chinese characters if you are not familiar with them, as long as you have time, practice your characters, and it won't take long to ......"

Understand the tone of the Banzai, the eyes of heartfelt encouragement.

Suddenly, Lin Yu was stunned, not knowing what to say.

The dignified Black Prison Dragon King was actually despised.

A pair of vigorous and powerful characters are regarded as ghost drawings.

This makes him, where to reason?

Seeing that Lin Yu still didn't speak.

Sister Lan simply took the pen in her hand herself.

"Uncle, you can directly report the name of the medicinal herb, and I will write it down. ”

"Uh...... All right. ”