Chapter 19: The Portrait ......?!
I didn't expect to have such an experience:
Lying on the hospital bed, listening to the cry of the beautiful nurse in the next bed.
Mo Xie didn't expect things to come to this point, and the young nurse didn't know what was wrong with the wine and cried, and the weak voice was like a claw constantly scratching Mo Ye's heartstrings.
I've heard about the darkness of the medical system for a long time, but when it comes to seeing it with his own eyes, it's still hard for Mo Xie to accept all this.
What kind of society do I live in......
Mo Ye lay on his back with his arms resting under his head, and he kept quiet, hoping that the young nurse would be able to end his crying on his own.
Time passed in the whimpering cry of the young nurse, and the so-called "golden bald head" never returned to this ward, and Mo Xie estimated that he was swept away by his sudden awakening, and the nest was on fire.
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The night passed like this, and the young nurse cried and cried and fell asleep unconsciously, but Mo Ye, who had just woken up, was experimenting with the use of mental power for a night - purely to kill time.
If no one bothered him, he would lie down until 9 a.m. and then go to the hospital for discharge.
It's just that......
"Number 1070, hey! That's you!
A middle-aged woman threw a slip into Mo Ye's face in a rough voice, as if she was throwing a ball of garbage.
At that moment, Mo Ye hesitated whether to use his mental power to block this attack, and after thinking twice, he still gave up. After all, this is the Celestial Empire, and anything unusual may attract the attention of the relevant departments.
At present, he does not want to be directly exposed to the eyes of the state, and he does not have enough strength to guarantee his own safety.
Therefore, this test report was easily slapped on Mo Ye's face.
The middle-aged woman threw away the slip and left, her steps so casual, as if what she had just done was as ordinary as drinking water.
Mo Ye paused and picked up the report.
"Blood sugar, abnormal. ”
"Heart rate, abnormal. ”
"Liver function, abnormal. ”
"Kidney ......"
Seeing this, he really couldn't stand it......
"Nima, is it normal that Lao Tzu doesn't have anything on him?!!
After scolding, Mo Xie instinctively paused, he was frightened by the Holy Scripture.
"Cost: 3400?!"
The most terrible news is often hidden at the end, Mo Ye does not know how many examinations he has done in the few days after entering the hospital, and how many under his perception, there will definitely be no more than two needle holes on his body. I don't know if it's because the medical technology of the Celestial Empire has advanced, or if the crooks of the Celestial Empire have put on their hats and entered the system.
"Fortunately, it's not bad for money now...... "Mo Ye is really not bad for money now, so he doesn't care about the numbers behind the list, and he doesn't plan to pay.
The necklace was around the neck, and the medical staff didn't know why they didn't take it off, but it saved Mo Xie from sensing the necklace.
The young nurse was asleep in another bed at this time, she was lying on her side, her eyelids were dry with tears, Mo Ye woke her up without much trouble, and he did not intend to stand up for her with affection. There are so many injustices in the world, he can't manage them one by one, and he doesn't know if his life will be handed over in the next mission.
With his fate on the horizon, he didn't have time to ink here.
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What can you do in three days?
Sitting in the seat of the breakfast stall that can be seen everywhere in the city, Mo Ye looked at the bowl full of soy milk in front of him and drank a small cage, but he couldn't satisfy his appetite.
He had some understanding of the extent of the punishment mode, and according to the world of six hundred spiritual power as stated in the Holy Scripture, it was estimated that it would be a dead end as soon as Mo Xie guessed.
And I can't know this world in advance, and I don't know if it's a world I know.
"It's just that I was too young ......" for a long time, after the heat of the soy milk rose round and round, Mo Xie finally spit out such a sentence.
There is no way, it has come to this, and the three-day countdown will not stop because of his exclamation and unwillingness.
Three days is too short, and the hint of mental power is just a drop in the bucket, unless there is another fate, otherwise, the most optimistic estimate can only reach the point of 800 and 900 - the power obtained by the dark side is still being digested, and it still looks like it is indigestion, otherwise he would not have slept so far.
Life and death are up to you......
Thinking about it, Mo Xie picked up the bowl and drank the soy milk in one gulp, just like an ancient chivalrous man making a bowl of spirits.
Three days countdown, two days and ten hours.
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Without going back to the room that belonged to him, Mo Xie found a place where no one was and rose into the air, entering the boundless sea of clouds.
I don't know if the "Sky Dancing Technique" in "Dragon Ball" is feasible, anyway, the "flight mode" that Mo Xie made up by himself has nothing to do with it. He knew in his heart that he was going off the rails, so his flight speed couldn't be improved.
Of course, he didn't have to rely on flying to get there, but he wanted to see the city he had lived in for so long from a high vantage point, even though it looked like a small flat map.
"I always thought that this city was very big......
The boundaries of the town are clear, divided by highways, and on the other side of the road are larger cities and dotted countryside.
Mo Xie had been living in a small city before, and the farthest place he had ever been to the outside world was just a tourist attraction in another city.
"The strength will be as great as the heart. ”
A voice appeared very inopportunely, but it was Mo Ye's cheap master, an old man who claimed to be a lonely lamp Taoist.
At this time, he was wearing a lupine scarf, a standard Zhuge Liang dress, and the eyeshadow in the corner of his eyes made him look like he had just come out of a certain set but forgot to remove his makeup.
Mo Xie didn't know how he came up with the word "on the set", but the next moment his cheap master broke his question.
"How about being a teacher? I recently received a job as a stand-in for Zhuge Liang, which is good. ”
As soon as these words came out, all the immortal aura of his previous lupine scarf was dispelled, and in a trance, the obscene old beggar appeared in front of Mo Ye's eyes again.
"In other words, the master is really in a good mood, the game world......" Mo Xie pursed the corners of his mouth, "Do you know that your apprentice is about to hang up?!"
"I know, isn't this coming to see you, do you want to have a posthumous portrait? "The Lone Lantern Daoist really doesn't care about the life or death of his apprentice......
"......" Mo Ye suddenly had the urge to let go of his mental power and let himself have a free fall.