Wen Qing has thought about many scenes of meeting Wen Ximing, but no matter which one of them is not in line with what he sees now. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As soon as I stepped into the treatment room, a strange smell came to my face. Even with the exhaust fan running, the smell was still there.

At this time, a crowd of people was gathering in the middle of the treatment room, including doctors, nurses, and other soldiers. And these people, Wen Qing ignored them all.

Because in her eyes, there is only the person lying in the transparent glass tank.

There was a young-faced teenager soaked in the green potion, and five or six tubes were stuck in his mouth and body. Wheat skin, which should have been healthy, was wrinkled by soaking.

The most frightening thing is that the young man's right hand has been severely rotted, and the bones are deeply visible, but due to the effect of the potion, new flesh keeps growing, and so on.

Seeing that Wen Qing's breathing was tight, he ran over at a very fast speed: "Ximing! ”

Hearing someone speak, the people who were busy stopped. When Dr. Zhang saw the visitor, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Head Ji, you're finally here!" ”

"How's it going?" Ji Lingxuan looked at Wen Ximing who was soaked in the potion worriedly, feeling extremely guilty.

Doctor Zhang handed the report to Ji Lingxuan, sighed and said, "I have tried all the sterilization methods, but none of them can completely kill these corrosive bacteria, if this continues, the patient will be corroded to death." The only way now is to amputate the patient's entire right arm, and you need to make a decision quickly, because the bacteria is already spreading upwards. ”

"Nonsense! Are all your doctors here so useless? Wen Qing shouted angrily. With such a condition, he actually wanted to cut off Ximing's arm, which was a quack. Fortunately, she arrived in time, if it was any later, her son would not be disabled in the future.

"Who is this?" Doctor Zhang looked at Wen Qing who scolded him in surprise, and looked at Ji Lingxuan in puzzlement.

Ji Lingxuan explained: "This is my wife, Ximing's mother. ”

"I see, madam, I know that such a treatment plan is difficult for you to accept, but if you don't do this, Sergeant Ji Ximing's life will be in danger, I hope you can calm down, madam."

When Dr. Zhang heard Ji Lingxuan's introduction, he only thought that Wen Qing, as the patient's mother, would be so emotional, not only did not get angry, but spoke out to persuade him.

The nurse next to her also persuaded: "Madam, now that technology is so advanced, it will not affect life when the time comes." ”

It's good that the nurse didn't say this, but as soon as she said this, Wen Qing suddenly asked coldly: "Hehe! Does it affect life? Can you still fly a mech? Is it still possible to use large light weapons? Well? ”

My son has said since he was a child that he wanted to be a major general of the Federation, and he broke his arm, I'm afraid all his dreams will be shattered!

"This, this ......," the nurse did not know how to answer. Because of these, the robotic arm can't do it.

Doctor Zhang immediately felt that Wen Qing's mother was too irrational, and just as he was about to speak, he was pulled aside by Ji Lingxuan.

Ji Lingxuan looked at Wen Qing and asked expectantly, "Wen Qing, can you cure Xi Ming, right?" ”

Of course she can cure it, but she doesn't want Ji Lingxuan to have such a good time, looking at Ji Lingxuan, she smiled evilly: "Guess what? ”

Ji Lingxuan's face immediately relaxed when he heard this, Wen Qing said this, then it was naturally no problem.

"What are we going to do?" Ji Lingxuan asked.

Wen Qing picked up the nurses who were blocking the way and walked to the medicine tank: "Ji Lingxuan, you help Ximing's head out." ”

Ji Lingxuan hurriedly stepped forward: "Okay, is it only showing your head?" ”

"Hmm." Wen Qing nodded.

Doctor Zhang, who was on the side, was almost angry with the irrational parents, and squeezed forward again to stop the two: "Head Ji, can you stop messing around, this will kill you!" ”

Do you understand science?

Looking at Dr. Zhang's face, Wen Qing felt very unpleasant, and glanced at Brufen, who was standing on the side, and motioned for him to come forward and drag this "quack" out.

"It's not good...... "It's not good. Brooken can't make up her mind, what if the head and sister-in-law are really messing around, then what can they do?

"Doctor Zhang, you take your people out first!" Ji Lingxuan ordered.

Dr. Zhang couldn't believe that this was said by his always calm and wise group leader.

"Commander, how can you ......"

"Big man, drag this twitter out of here!" Wen Qing shouted impatiently. If she continues to rub like this, how can she save people.

"Yes!" Brufen didn't dare to hesitate any longer, walked up to Dr. Zhang, said "I'm sorry" and carried the person out, and covered his mouth very thoughtfully.

When the rest of the medical staff saw Wen Qing's cold eyes, they hurriedly ran out at once, and closed the door by the way.

At this moment, only Wen Qing and Ji Lingxuan were left in the treatment room.

"Let's start, get Ximing's whole face out, and I'll give him medicine first." Wen Qing said.

Ji Lingxuan nodded, took the protective gloves left by Dr. Zhang on the shelf next to him and put them on, then bent down and put his hand into the potion, helping Wen Ximing's head up little by little.

Seeing that it was almost over, Wen Qing motioned for Ji Lingxuan to hold on, and his subordinates quickly pulled out those tubes, put the prepared antidote pill into Wen Ximing's mouth, and used spiritual power to help Wen Ximing dispense the medicinal power.

Soon, the elixir had an effect, and Wen Qing's divine sense detected that the small black spots on Wen Ximing's arm had begun to stop swimming, and had begun to die.

Next, she needs to use her spiritual power and medicinal power to expel these little black dots together.

Wen Qing took out two futons and put them on the ground, and said to Ji Lingxuan: "You can take Ximing out and put it on the futon." ”

Ji Lingxuan saw that his son's breathing was really stable, and immediately obeyed Wen Qing's command and hugged his son out. Unplugged all the pipes and put the man on the futon.

Wen Qing quickly received, straightened Wen Ximing's sitting posture, took Wen Ximing's intact hand, and said to Ji Lingxuan with a serious expression while probing his spiritual power in: "You watch the door, don't let people come in and disturb me." ”

"Okay, you just have to rest assured." With that, he moved a chair and sat down against the metal door, looking at the control switch himself.

Seeing this, Wen Qing sank down and concentrated on expelling those little black spots for Wen Ximing.

With Wen Qing's addition, the medicinal power quickly dispersed, and those small black dots were burned to ashes as if they had touched a hot flame. After all the small black spots were cleaned up, Wen Qing made a great rejuvenation of the wood system again, repairing the arm that was deep and boneless.

Under the impetus of the spiritual power of the wood system, the originally injured cells were rejuvenated, and the new skin and flesh grew little by little until they were as good as ever.

Wen Qing took advantage of this opportunity to sort out Wen Ximing's meridians again, which would not only be conducive to his future body refining and cultivation, but also enable Wen Ximing to recover his vitality as soon as possible.

Wen Qing combed for two hours, and then combed all the meridians. The main reason is that Wen Ximing's meridians are too weak, and Wen Qing's spiritual power is extremely domineering, and the degree in the middle is not easy to grasp.

Ji Lingxuan saw Wen Qing stop moving, hurriedly walked over, and looked at his son's arm that was already intact, and finally let go of the heart that he had been carrying.

Carrying Wen Ximing to the hospital bed next to him and lying down, Ji Lingxuan relaxed: "Wen Qing, you are so powerful." ”

"Huh!" Wen Qing sneered. He stood up, straightened his wrinkled robe, put away the futon on the ground, and took two chairs in one hand.

He sat down by himself, pointed to the other and said, "Ji Lingxuan, come and sit down, let's have a good chat about life." ”

actually took care of his son like this, and if he didn't give some color to see, he wouldn't know how to have a long memory!

Ji Lingxuan sat on the chair nervously, silently waiting for the next storm. (To be continued.) )