After half a day of rest, Wu Hong finally won the right to get out of bed and move. The beautiful nurse Tang Xiaowan saw him rush out of the ward like a free child, and a knowing smile rose on the corner of her mouth. Today's Wu Hong's reputation as a miracle doctor in Yannan City has long been spread, but he himself has no special shelf, Tang Xiaowan can't help but feel a little more good about him.

Tang Xiaowan returned to the nurses' station, and the idle nurses in the station hurriedly gossiped up, chirping: "Xiaowan, how is it, have you won our great miracle doctor?" ”

"Yes, Xiaowan, Dr. Wu on the registration form is only 19 years old, Xiaowan, you are 22 years old now, you are a female junior, hold the gold brick!"

"With Xiaowan's figure and face, you are definitely worthy of Doctor Wu, Xiaowan, you have to seize the opportunity~"

Tang Xiaowan was angry and said goodbye to the sisters and said, "You love nymphomaniacs, don't pull me." ”

An older, slightly coquettish nurse scratched her hands and said, "Even if the sisters want to be nymphomaniac, they don't have the opportunity to be as good as you." Nurse Yan has left all the good opportunities to you~"

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As for the gossip behind him, Wu Hong didn't know. At this time, he took the elevator and followed the crowded flow of people to the eleventh floor. Familiar with the car came to Leng Xinmeng's intensive care ward, and the relaxed laughter inside could be heard from a long distance.

Leng Xinmeng's hospital bed was full of people, while she herself was walking around under the bed. Wu Hong fixed his eyes and saw that it was the employees of Sister Lian's company who came to visit together. Xing Yan was the first to see Wu Hong, got up from the bed and teased:

"Wu Hong, it's been a long time since you've been creative. Our sisters want to kill you~"

Sister Jiang on the side slapped Xing Yan lightly and said, "Wu Hong, don't listen to her nonsense." She wants you to go back to order lunch boxes and do chores, so she can be lazy for a few days. ”

"Okay, I'm the best at chores, and I miss those days." Wu Hong walked in with a smile. I saw Sister Lian, Fan Yunbing, Leng Xinmeng and others looking at them together, their eyes were different, but they were all very comfortable.

Sister Jiang answered: "Wu Hong, didn't you use your words to fool us, did you?" After we arrived at the General Military Headquarters today, we have already heard of the prestige of your great doctor Wu. Incurable diseases like Xinmeng can be cured under your hands. In the future, you will have to do odd jobs to earn that little money? Maybe this time Leng will reward you with hundreds of thousands, which is not enough for you to spend your time slowly? ”

Wu Hong's face turned pale and said: "Hey, Sister Jiang, I am a good young man who pursues progress, and a little bit of achievement can't satisfy me." Now that the development of creativity is in a good situation, I also want to follow the light and dedicate my strength. So you can rest assured, in the future, you will have the opportunity to eat the lunch I ordered and drink the coffee I made......"

Everyone laughed, and Wu Hong could see that the smile on Sister Lian's face was the kind of complete bloom that he had never seen before. Well, such a day is a beautiful one~ Wu Hong thought secretly in his heart.

After a while, everyone dispersed, and only the Leng sisters remained. Leng Qinglian pulled Wu Hong to sit on the edge of the bed, and said with a solemn face: "Wu Hong, my sister ...... her"

"What's the matter, Sister Lian, does Xinmeng have any sequelae now?"

Leng Xinmeng glanced at him angrily and said, "You have the sequelae!" ”

Leng Qinglian shook her hand and said, "No, Xinmeng has a lot of things in her mind. It seems to be a memory, and it seems to be an experience, just like a movie~ Oops, I can't tell. Xinmeng, say it yourself~"

Leng Xinmeng took over and said: "I seem to be able to feel another world, where the mountains and rivers are green, just like a fairyland on earth. The people there are flying around, and it seems that they are stepping on a magic weapon called a 'flying sword' under their feet. This kind of flying sword can be big or small, and it is magical. However, it seems that there is not much peace there, and there are often fights and killings, often asking for people's lives and taking people's property. ”

Wu Hong's expression was grim, could this be the realm of cultivating the true world? He asked Alice as he listened. But Alice tilted her head, wore a princess dress, and bit her fingers for a long time, and she didn't remember seeing such a scene. But Alice is Alice, and as soon as her big eyes rolled, she thought of a possibility.

"Wu Hong, in the past, I couldn't even sense the vitality in the human body, so it can be seen that my so-called omnipotent universal scanning is not omnipotent at all. Perhaps many places on this earth have been deceived by the great mana, not only deceiving secular humans, but also alien high-tech intelligence like me. ”

Alice thought and said, "Yes, it must be so. According to the Supreme Dao Sutra, if a person really cultivates to that top-level realm, this trick is definitely a piece of cake. ”

Alice's words woke up Wu Hong: "Leng Xinmeng can know this, it must be the witch's memory that has been passed on to her." ”

Wu Hong was a little excited in his heart, and subconsciously grabbed Leng Xinmeng's soft and boneless slender hand and said, "Then can you remember some cultivation cheats and the like?" ”

Leng Xinmeng was held by him like this, blushing a little, and gently broke free and said, "No." ”

Wu Hong just showed a disappointed expression, but unexpectedly, Leng Xinmeng immediately continued: "However, I clearly remember the hiding place of some magic weapons, and there is a copy of the Taishang Dan Sutra hidden in the Boundless Valley, which is extremely precious. In addition to this, there are some natural treasures. ”

"It seems that the witch doesn't have any precious belongings~" Wu Hong couldn't help but sigh.

Leng Qinglian asked inexplicably, "Wu Hong, what are you talking about?" ”

Without waiting for Wu Hong to answer, Leng Xinmeng said, "Sister, I understand what he meant." I remember you told me that before I woke up, you saw a baby girl who called herself 'Ben Witch', and Wu Hong stabbed her to death with a golden needle. As far as I can tell, this memory in my mind is probably the witch's lifetime memory. And those magic treasures just now should have been secretly hidden before she left that world. ”

"That world? Could it be that there are other worlds on Earth? Leng Qinglian asked inexplicably, but she didn't expect Wu Hong to nod heavily.

"If I'm not mistaken, the witch should be from the cultivation realm, where people are all humans with superpowers. They can fly with swords and wander between heaven and earth, so it must be a good place to live happily. Wu Hong explained.

After Leng Xinmeng heard this, she disagreed: "Wu Hong, you are wrong, in the memory of the witch, she is full of resentment towards that world. She felt that the predator of the weak in that world had reached a white heat, and the main reason was that the resources for cultivation between heaven and earth were too scarce, which caused all the cultivators to rush it. Without saying a word, there are many cases of sword killing. If it weren't for this pressure of survival, the witch would not have forcibly devoured the Yellow Rank Spiritual Fire, resulting in the annihilation of the physical body and the fate of the Yuan Infant being hunted down and killed. ”

Wu Hong frowned and said, "Since it is a world realm suitable for cultivating the truth, why can't people cultivate quietly and be keen on fighting and killing?" No wonder he has this question, according to the Supreme Taoist Sutra, to cultivate the truth, not only to cultivate the body, but also to cultivate the mind. Relying on fighting and killing alone obviously deviates from the main purpose of cultivation. Even if you can go through the cultivation of Mahayana, I am afraid that you will not be able to escape the baptism of the transitional calamity.

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