In the afternoon of the same day, the operation of the Qin Prefecture was carried out, and the next morning, Bai Meng completed Zhang Yueling's operation. Changsheng Hospital has its first inpatients.

The surgery went very well. The improvement of physical fitness is all-round. The advantage of practicing martial arts is that Bai Meng can manipulate his body more satisfactorily, and during the operation, he is even more handy in dealing with emergencies. Where one part of the force can be used, there will definitely be no more than two points, and all his wound treatments are within the minimum range.

After checking the condition of the two, Bai Meng circled around the hospital again. Because there was no advertising and no publicity, Changsheng Hospital did not have much traffic. And the hospital is not a hotel, it is impossible to ask for any big opening rewards, only to slowly accumulate word of mouth.

However, Changsheng Hospital will become a specialized hospital for tumors and cancer, and as long as Bai Meng is still here, I believe that its reputation will spread immediately.

Of course, these things will not be considered until after the operation is underway, and what needs to be done now is to coordinate the team and put the whole team in order to face the inevitable increase in patients in the future. After the fall semester begins, Changsheng Hospital will start the second round of recruitment, facing the graduating fresh students, and accumulate its own second echelon.

After doing all this, Bai Meng returned to the Great Xia Laboratory. He felt a sense of urgency in his heart, wanting to complete the production of the second-order injection as soon as possible.

Bai Meng used his authority to occupy all the idle processes of the breeder, and the chemical formula calculation of the second-order spirit injection has been completed, and now all that is needed is to find a synthetic formula and improve the stable structure.

I don't know if it's because I changed my mind once, I went out for a spin, and Bai Meng was inspired. The progress of the trial production is like a bamboo, after all, many mistakes have accumulated before, and on this night, he completed the production of the second-order injection!

For the first time, only two were made, and the purple and transparent second-order spirit injections were contained in the injections that had already been prepared. According to Bai Meng's calculations, the volume of the second-order injection is about ten percent larger than that of the first-order injection, and the size has not changed, but it is thicker. This is because more energy is needed to ensure the body's ability to withstand the second-order injections.

The quality of the two injections was tested under the instrument, and it was determined that there was no difference in the quality of the injections as designed in the experiment. Bai Meng resisted the excitement of cheering, turned off the lights in the laboratory, and began to admire the magnificent colors of the injection itself.

Five minutes later, Bai Meng added a simple working meal. Although the taste is average, the necessary nutrients of the human body can be taken into account, and the proportion of the whole food is also involved, and the self-confidence is close to perfection. Out of selfishness, he also took his physical weight into account as a parameter, which can be regarded as a benefit for his boss.

Feeling that his physical strength was full, Bai Meng injected himself with a second-order spiritual injection. As the injection is pushed in, the subcutaneous blood vessels near the needle mouth seem to flash a trace of purple, but it immediately dissipates with the blood flow, and the stimulation of the injection itself is washed away by the blood and flows to the whole body, hitting the target cells that will react.

After the injection of the first-order spirit injection, there is no feeling, and there is no variation. Bai Meng waited calmly for about a minute, and suddenly felt a vibration in his body, as if the strength in his body was about to be withdrawn.

Every cell, whether viscera or limb, shook at the same time, sending a force to its own brain.

At that moment, Bai Meng felt that his spirit was high, and a projection of a human body appeared in his mind, that was himself! Every cell in the body is reflected in the mind.

Look inside!

Bai Meng was excited, but a sense of emptiness immediately came back, and he felt that the high spirit fell again at this time. The shadow of betting in the brain just disappears.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that his body had adapted to this state, and he did not begin to feel that discomfort anymore. At the beginning, in just a moment, my spiritual power broke through a certain boundary and reached the threshold of being able to look inward. However, his mental power in a stable state was not enough, and in order not to exceed the limit of his body's bearing, his mental power immediately decreased again.

Is this the body's ability to self-regulate?

Bai Meng was a little excited to experience every change in his body. Perhaps because of the increase in mental power, he is very sensitive to every corner of his body at this time. He became more and more aware of the wonder of the human body itself, a treasure trove of more and more secrets waiting to be discovered.

Probably adapting to this reaction, Bai Meng looked at the stopwatch that had been timing from the beginning of the injection, and realized that only two minutes had passed. But to his senses, it seemed as if an hour had passed for an hour to fall together.

Although he didn't remember that moment, Bai Meng also remembered that feeling. Through the cultivation of martial arts, Bai Meng believed that he could reach this realm without passing the injection in the future.

Bai Meng went to the weapons workshop to find Zhang Yangshen and said, "Master, you can try the copying skill." ”

Zhang Yangshen was admiring a long sword, and only turned back when he heard Bai Meng's words. As soon as he shook his long sword, Bai Meng's gaze was immediately drawn to the sword. The agile and sensitive spiritual power is a kind of intuition in many cases, a magical feeling that transcends the five senses, and immediately feels the goodness of this sword. But where is the strength, Bai Meng can't say.

It's thin, and though it's made of insect devouring alloy, the thin edge of the blade makes one worry about whether it can withstand the heavy blow of chopping. When the light is on the side, you can see that there are fine and complex patterns on the body of the sword, which is as bright as a mirror, and there is a feeling of dizziness when you look closely.

Zhang Yangshen proudly waved the sword in the air a few times, and said with a smile: "This is a new weapon that Master has created for you, it looks good, right?" Do you feel anything special about it? ”

Bai Meng observed carefully for a while, and then recalled Zhang Yangshen's action of wielding this sword just now, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He stepped forward, took the sword from Zhang Yangshen's hand, and swung it quickly through the air with the greatest force, only to feel that the sword was quickly slashed through the air as if it did not exist.

"This sword...... No matter how fast you swing, it won't make a sound? ”

Bai Meng felt in disbelief, waved a few more times, and finally asked.

"Yes, it's silent!" Zhang Yangshen was very happy to see Bai Meng see the mystery of this sword, "It seems that you are very suitable to be the master of this 'ghost cicada'." Its most powerful point is silent, and it is an absolute sneak weapon. I'm going to make you another short sword, called 'New Mosquito', which is also the same prop, but now it's not the past, the long sword is not easy to carry, and the short sword can be used on more occasions. ”

Bai Meng nodded, agreeing with Zhang Yangshen's point of view, and his hand stroked the sword body, as if he could feel the fierceness of the weapon itself. Compared with the weapon created by Zhang Yangshen before, this sword has more aura, and it is cleverly conceived, and it is very easy to use.

"The secret of not making a sound is because of the pattern on it, right?" Bai Meng looked at it and found that he couldn't find the law at all.

"Yes, these patterns drain the air, without sound and remove the resistance of the air. At the same speed, you can see a little better than others, satisfied, right? Zhang Yangshen asked.

"Satisfied, satisfied!" Bai Meng nodded repeatedly, "It's just that you better relax, I'll try to copy your old good things, at least tell me how to build this sword, and I can also share the pressure for you." ”

Zhang Yangshen readily agreed. It was because of the hexagram of the countdown of his life that he urged Bai Meng to quickly complete the second-order spiritual injection, and now he could feel Bai Meng's high-pitched spiritual power, which was more lively than usual, and it was obvious that he had completed the production of the second-order injection, so he would find himself to make a try.

Zhang Yangshen closed his eyes and sat quietly, and he could feel that although his body was sitting upright, the whole person was like a taut string slowly loosening, and a peaceful breath spread from his body.

Bai Meng glared at Zhang Yangshen, trying to sense what was going on in his head, and his face became more and more pale and helpless. When he came, he tried it on a researcher, and after his mental power improved, he was ready to listen to the skills of other people's hearts, and it became clearer, and he could clearly feel what that person was thinking and what he remembered, which was much stronger than the feeling that everything he learned after using the first-order spiritual injection was ignorant and unconscious.

But he can obviously feel other people's thoughts, and now that Zhang Yangshen, who has relaxed all his defenses, is in front of him, he can't feel anything! Bai Meng was deflated for a while, and the unbelieving one took another step closer, his eyes were almost on Zhang Yangshen's scalp, but he still couldn't perceive anything.

A feeling of weakness pervades my heart. Obviously, he had made a second-order spiritual injection, but he couldn't even absorb any of his master's brain waves, and in vain he still trusted himself to relax his posture.

He was sitting in a chair with his hands resting lightly on his knees, his whole body standing upright, but his whole being relaxed. In this state, the person's reaction is sharp, but the body is sluggish. With Bai Meng's current strength, if he had bad intentions, Zhang Yangshen would not have time to react at all. What's more, he has now come to Zhang Yangshen, and he has no time to react at all after a sneak attack.

He was grateful to Zhang Yangshen for his trust, although he was a master and apprentice, he made Bai Meng feel a deeper warmth than usual. He suddenly noticed Zhang Yangshen's hand, the nails of the thumb and index finger of his right hand were worn out, and the joints were twisted upward, and a few days ago, his hand was as white as a baby.

The workbench next to him was ground diamond. Because the hardness of the insect devouring alloy is particularly high, ordinary items will not leave even a trace at all, that is, diamond, which will be wasted after about thirty or fifty meters, which is much harder than glass.

Obviously, Zhang Yangshen's hand was injured when he carved the pattern on the "ghostly cicada".

"Master," Bai Meng shouted, "I'm sorry, I can't feel your brainwave reaction......"

Zhang Yangshen opened his eyes, saw the guilt on his face, and smiled heartily: "Good apprentice is fine, take your time in the future." I'll continue to finish the dagger for you. ”

Seeing that Bai Meng didn't leave, Zhang Yangshen said angrily: "Don't leave quickly, don't disturb me." ”

"You old man rest more." Bai Meng grinned, and when he saw that Zhang Yangshen didn't mean to torture himself, he ran away like a chicken.

"Squeak" and "bang" twice, the door opened and on his head, an old Taoist priest buried himself in the shadow in the corner, and only the monotonous carving sound echoed.