"Don't worry, just a little antibiotic. You have no obvious injuries, X-rays, MRIs, and CT scans are normal. The bones are fine, the internal organs are fine, and at most, the white blood cells are high, and there may be inflammation. I'm sure you'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days, so don't worry. ”

On the little nurse's badge, the surname "Miyake" is written in cute round font.

"Thank you, Miyake-san." Xu Changqing decided to end the conversation as soon as possible.

At this time, one more sentence is better than one less. I'm afraid I'm going to have to goof if I continue to talk about it. Anyway, it's just an antibiotic, so it's better to get a vaccination.

"Ah, you're welcome, you're welcome!" The little nurse Miyake looked flattered and shook her hand and left the room.

Seeing the little nurse disappear at the top of the stairs, Xu Changqing immediately pulled out the needle and continued to search. Reaching the end, he finally found the room with "Sudo" on the door.

The door is open. Xu Changqing listened to it for a few seconds and didn't feel that there was a problem. It was very quiet inside, except for the slight ticking of the monitoring equipment, and only the heavy breathing of a man could be heard. So he pushed the door open and walked slowly into the room, the sound of footsteps being kept to a minimum.

A stout white-haired old man was lying on the bed, surrounded by a circle of monitoring instruments. The ECG curve is very regular, and he is now in a stable state.

The Mad King, the king who once dominated the Edo Circle, and the feared and outstanding figure of the Chosen One, is now going to leave the scene silently? Xu Changqing sighed in his heart, and his feet did not stop. A dark light lit up at his fingertips, and the spell of Godhead deprivation was ready to be unleashed.

Suddenly, the Mad King opened his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot!

This is impossible, time is not enough, and the fusion is definitely not complete yet. Xu Changqing suppressed the surprise in his heart, and put his hand on the mad king's face: Deprivation of Godhead!

is worthy of being a character who once played Fuso professional baseball, even if the mad king is old, his strength is still amazing. I don't know what happened to him when he was admitted to the hospital, but anyway, he was wearing a triple restraint belt all over his body. But even that couldn't stop him. The muscular old man stared at his blood-red eyes, his hands and legs struggling desperately. The restraint was stretched straight, and the bed frame creaked.

As Xu Changqing had worried before, the natural fusion failed! The power of the Godhead Fragment in the Mad King's body is running wild, and sooner or later his body will collapse. But before that, he's a crazy monster, so powerful that a single punch is enough to flatten a truck.

Xu Changqing gritted his teeth and continued to exert his divine deprivation.

The Mad King glared at Xu Changqing, his white teeth clicking. The restraints that had been tied around him were overwhelmed, and cracks were gradually growing.

There can be no distractions at this time. No matter how the Mad King tossed, Xu Changqing always maintained the posture of guiding spells. Just give me one more minute, just one minute! He had never felt like a minute was so long, it was as if time had been frozen.

A sword diamond-shaped spar slowly emerged from the Mad King's forehead, bright yellow and clear. It's a yellow Godhead fragment, yes, it's about to succeed.

"Whoa!"

A roar of rage, suddenly, erupted from the Mad King's mouth. It was like a thunderbolt in his ears, and Xu Changqing was shocked to the point that his eyes were full of stars. I heard a bang, and the binding belt of the hands broke. The Mad King picked up his freed left arm and punched Xu Changqing in the face. When there was no room for it, Xu Changqing turned his head slightly and narrowly avoided this punch. He had already figured out the Mad King's attack route, but his body couldn't keep up with it, and he was almost hit. The Mad King's fist grazed his face. From the cheeks to the ears were red.

The Ming Huang Sword Rhombon was already almost completely floating in the air, and only a little bit was still sticking to the Mad King's forehead. Xu Changqing saw that the Mad King's second punch was coming again, and he knew that if he wanted to grab the pieces, he would definitely not be able to dodge. So he simply didn't hide, grabbed the Godhead fragment, and exerted Godhead deprivation with all his might! The big fist of the casserole came to him, and he slapped the enamel plate containing the medicine on the bedside table, gritting his teeth.

Tong! A heavy punch hit Xu Changqing's left arm through the enamel plate. The center of the plate actually sank in, and a fist-shaped dent appeared. Xu Changqing was beaten sideways and fell out, knocking over several instruments. He shook his numb left arm. It's so risky just now! If it weren't for the enamel plate, the bones would have been shattered.

The adventure isn't all rewarding. The sword diamond spar has completely detached itself from the Mad King, and the deprivation of godhead is complete! Xu Changqing propped up the wall and slowly climbed up, feeling the bright yellow warmth coming from his palm. It is necessary to find a place to complete the fusion ceremony as soon as possible. Yellow represents physique, then the medium must be blood, preferably human blood.

Having lost the Godhead Shard, the Mad King's madness came to a standstill. But he didn't quit completely. His eyes were still blood-red, and he stared at Xu Changqing like a beast, and his mouth was full of sounds. Fortunately, there are still two restraints that have not been broken. Now his strength has become smaller, and he struggles easily.

This place can't stay for a long time, Xu Changqing hurriedly dodged out of the door. Walking to the door of Room 302, he heard hurried footsteps on the other side of the stairs and immediately hid in his room. Sure enough, a vote of nurses rushed to the mad king's side. He waited quietly for the others to finish, and then slipped away quietly.

In the Mad King's room, five or six little nurses worked together to get a new restraint and tie the muscular old man strong again. The Mad King is not so crazy now, the blood in his pupils is gradually fading, and his consciousness is slightly clearer.

On the way back to the duty room, Nurse Miyake complained, "Mr. Sudo is sick again. The movement is so loud that the ceiling of the duty room is about to be stomped through, which is really dangerous. ”

Another nurse chimed in: "Isn't it." Even the plate on which the medicine was put was broken. Do you see the trace of the recess in the center of the plate, it is a fist, a fist! ”

Passing by 302, the little nurse Miyake suddenly remembered, "I have to go see Mr. Fujino." The movement was so loud just now, didn't it disturb him? ”

The other nurses all glared at her with incredulous expressions: "Mr. Fujino? Mr. Fujino, you say? ”

"yes...... What's wrong? What kind of eyes do you have? ”

"You've been in the operating room in the afternoon and probably don't know it. But," said a nurse, "Mr. Fujino suddenly suffered a massive hemorrhage from his internal organs in the evening, and he was not saved when he was sent to the ICU, so he is probably in the morgue now......

The little nurse Miyake turned pale with fright: "Impossible! I even changed it for him just now! She shook the notebook in her hand, "It's clearly written on it, I did it according to the instructions for administering the medicine!" ”

"That's because I forgot to delete it," said another nurse, "and it was a mess when I rescued Mr. Fujino, and I didn't remember it." ”

"Impossible!" The little nurse Miyake snapped open the door of 302, "Mr. Fujino is obviously there-"

There was a faint smell of potions wafting through the air. Soft beds, white-painted iron railings, curtains, drip racks, everything. However, the bed with the name "Fujino" on it was empty. The breeze of the summer night blew with a slight chill. Mr. Fujino disappeared without any trace of his former existence.

The little nurse Miyake was so frightened that she squatted on the ground, and grabbed the small golden cross on her chest with both hands: "Woo, is it a ghost, Mom-"

At this time, another nurse ran up the stairs: "The refrigerator in the duty room has been moved!" You didn't take it, did you? ”

"Refrigerator?" Several nurses looked at each other, "No one has touched the refrigerator." ”

The nurse who had just run up was suddenly scared and squatted on the ground: "It's haunted, all the emergency blood bags in the refrigerator are gone!" Woo, is it a vampire, Mom-"