"Ah, Emperor Lingtian, you can't die well......"

In the end, in the remote alley, with a desperate and resentful scream, Zhang Chengyi's body fell coldly in the alley.

Until he died, he didn't believe it a little, he Zhang Chengyi's family was rich, and he would die in such a ghost place.

……

"Don't you want to die......"

Di Lingtian whispered, not paying attention to Zhang Chengyi's last words.

As far as he is concerned, if he is not strong enough, if one day he is really killed, he deserves it, and he will not have any complaints.

But now......

He's not dead yet, so he's going to keep going.

He glanced at his hands, his right arm was now almost immobile, his left hand was not lightly injured, and his right arm and shoulder were also red and swollen, and the state was really bad.

Especially when his right hand was just under that circumstance, he performed his strongest blow at the moment, "Extreme-Killing", and I am afraid that it will be abolished.

He couldn't sit back and watch himself become crippled.

It has to be treated, and it's the best treatment.

And for treatment, it costs money.

All the money on his body adds up to about 100 yuan at present, which is not enough at all.

Thinking of this, Di Ling Tian's gaze fell on the corpses of the three people in the alley, flickering.

After a while, more than 10,000 yuan in cash and a jade wrench were in his hand, all of which were scavenged from the three corpses under his feet.

In addition, these three people also have bank cards and ID cards, but obviously, Di Lingtian can't use them.

"The total of 15,327 yuan is not enough."

Di Lingtian thought.

"No matter, let's go to the hospital first, and then find a way."

Immediately, after cleaning up the traces of the scene, he quickly disappeared into the alley.

Out of the alley, he took a taxi and headed back to the hospital he had been to before.

It was close to five o'clock in the evening.

Di Ling Tian came to the medical hall again.

In the medical hall, I met the familiar old Chinese medicine doctor again.

"Why is your kid injured again, didn't you tell you not to move in the past ten days, and this time it is more serious than the last time, you want to die!"

The old Chinese medicine doctor was also very surprised when he saw Di Lingtian for the second time, and then after seeing the injuries on Di Lingtian's body, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed and angry.

The tone was a little bad, but Di Lingtian didn't have any dissatisfaction, but felt a little bit of warmth that was cared for, smiled and replied helplessly: "I don't want to either, but I can't help it, I met an enemy halfway through the road, and I had a fight, and it turned out to be like this, and I have to trouble the old gentleman to help me take a look." ”

It was impossible for him to tell the old Chinese medicine doctor about the murder, so he changed it to a fight a little bit.

"You, you, you look young, why are you so enemies one day, and you are a master of dark energy, right?"

When the old Chinese medicine doctor heard Di Lingtian's words, his eyes were a little anxious and worried for him.

"Yes, but it's all settled." Di Ling Tian nodded honestly.

"Ugh." The old Chinese medicine doctor shook his head helplessly when he heard this, but when the words fell, he still checked the injuries of Di Ling Tian.

"The injury on the left hand is not serious, I will give you acupuncture, it should be fine for two days of recuperation, the shoulder is more serious, but it is okay, it can be treated, use the medicine patch I gave you, and then pay attention to the recuperation, it will recover in about a week, but your right arm is ......"

After carefully looking at the most serious injuries on Di Ling Tian's body, the old Chinese medicine doctor said, but before he finished speaking, when he saw Di Ling Tian's right arm, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"The old gentleman has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Seeing this, Emperor Ling Tian said.

The old Chinese medicine doctor pondered for a while, and said: "Your right arm, which was already seriously injured, is now even more injured, I have no choice, if you go to a big hospital to see, I am afraid that the doctor will ask you to amputate your leg, even if it is finally saved, I am afraid that it will not be able to be used as flexibly as normal in the future." ”

"Truncated...... Amputation? Hearing this, Di Ling Tian's face sank slightly.

As he thought, the situation was indeed very serious.

"I'm a martial arts practitioner, and my limbs are very important to me, does the old gentleman have any other way?" Di Ling Tian asked unwillingly.

"I can't treat this injury."

The old Chinese medicine doctor shook his head and said, and then the conversation changed, "But I have an old friend, he is also a Chinese medicine practitioner, and his medical skills are more than ten times better than mine, and his knowledge of martial arts injuries is higher than mine. ”

"Where is he now?"

"It's at No. 27 Dongxin Street, if you need it, I can call you to make an appointment."

"Of course you need to, there's Mr. Lao."

"It is my duty to treat the sick and save people, and you don't have to be polite."

The old Chinese medicine doctor said, and then made a call from the landline on his desk.

"Okay, I've already helped you get in touch, my old friend's name is Wang Jimin, tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, you can go to him, I'll use acupuncture to help you stabilize your injuries now, that's all I can do."

The old Chinese medicine doctor looked at Emperor Ling Tian's right arm, and a trace of regret appeared in his eyes.

Three hours later, Di Ling Tiancai left the medical hall, and insisted on leaving 3,000 yuan as a reward before parting.

The night was dark.

After returning to the apartment, Di Lingtian didn't waste much time and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, after some washing, he left the apartment and went to No. 27 Dongxin Street.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

After some tossing and turning, Di Lingtian finally met the doctor with excellent medical skills that the old Chinese medicine doctor said, Wang Jimin.

Wang Jimin looked a little older than the old Chinese medicine doctor before, but he was also in good spirits, and even Emperor Ling Tian found that this doctor Wang Jimin's physique and qi and blood were not inferior to those adult men in their thirties and forties.

In addition, behind Wang Jimin, there were also two young men who looked like apprentices.

A man and a woman, both of them are walking like dragons and tigers, with extraordinary momentum, although they are doctors, their physique and breath far exceed those of ordinary people.

When Wang Jimin saw the arrival of Emperor Ling Tian, he couldn't help but light up, and secretly said, what a young man with a lot of martial arts talent.

Then he beckoned Di Lingtian to sit down, and said, "Young man, don't be too nervous, I already know about you from Lao Zhang, come, you stretch out your right hand and let me see." ”

"Trouble the king is old."

When Emperor Ling Tian heard this, he stretched out his right arm and put it in front of Wang Jimin, and the old Zhang in Wang Jimin's mouth was the old Chinese medicine doctor before.

Although he had already heard the old Chinese medicine doctor talk about Di Lingtian's injury on the phone before, after seeing Di Lingtian's right arm with his own eyes, this old doctor Wang couldn't help but have a touch of shock in his eyes: "Your injury is ......."

"What's the matter, Elder Wang?" Seeing this, Di Ling Tian couldn't help but ask.

Wang Jimin did not answer him immediately, but beckoned to his young woman first, and the young woman seemed to understand what he meant, and immediately brought a plate of medical equipment.

Wang Jimin didn't talk nonsense, picked up those utensils, and checked Di Ling Tian's arm for another while, during which he asked about Di Ling Tian's feelings and reactions from time to time.

It took a long time for him to stop.

"I'm afraid it's hard to heal an injury of this magnitude."

At this time, the young man standing behind Wang Jimin said tentatively.

Wang Jimin didn't deny it, he sighed, and said to Di Lingtian: "Your injury is indeed very serious, originally suffered from the injury of dark energy before, and when the injury was not healed, he shot with all his strength, and used a special method of condensing bright strength to resist the second dark energy injury, and the nerves and vascular tissues of the hand were broken and damaged again, which can be described as an injury on top of injury, although it can be cured, but ...... If you want to return to the previous normal state, I am afraid that there is very little hope. ”

"There is little hope, that is, there is still a little hope?" Di Ling Tian asked tightly in his heart.

"Yes, yes, but you need to use a medicinal herb."

"What herbs?"

"The Sun family, one of the four major families in Jiangning, is an ancient medical family that has been inherited for nearly a thousand years, and among their families, there is a kind called Seven Spider Blood God Ointment, which can treat your injury, but this thing is very precious, one will cost six million Daxia coins, but it is hard to find, if you can buy one from the Sun family, it should be able to restore your right arm to normal."

"Six million!"

This number made Di Ling Tian's heart sink slightly.

He now has the 3,000 yuan he gave to the old Chinese medicine doctor yesterday, and now the rest is almost more than 7,000, where can he afford it?

Wang Jimin also felt very regretful: "I'll deal with you first, delay your injuries a little, within three days, if you can't get a Seven Spider Blood God Ointment, then ......"

He didn't continue, but Di Lingtian nodded, indicating that if he didn't get it, then his right arm would be useless.

At that moment, Wang Jimin didn't say anything more, and after giving Di Lingtian some treatment, Di Lingtian left.

"Master, is he really incurable?"

Behind Wang Jimin, the woman looked at the back of Emperor Ling Tian leaving, and couldn't help asking.

"Anyway, I can't cure it, without the Sun family's Seven Spider Blood God Anointment, I'm afraid that if the immortals come, I can't do anything."

Wang Jimin said, his tone was full of regret: "At a young age, he has such courage and bearing, and he has fought with the Dark Jin Grandmaster twice without dying, which is really rare, I am willing to take time out to diagnose him, but also to be able to form a good fate, which will be of great benefit in the future, because this kind of talented young man, given time, will definitely be able to grow into a figure in the martial arts circle, but unfortunately I didn't expect that he would be injured so badly......"

"That's ...... Scrapped? ”

"Scrapped."

Wang Jimin said, not forgetting to warn his two disciples: "Enron, rest assured, you brothers and sisters remember, the master of Ming Jin is not terrible, if you are injured, I can still save it, but if you meet the Dark Jin Sect Master in the future, if you can not offend, you must not offend, otherwise even as a teacher, you may not be able to save you." ”

"Yes, disciple, remember." The two behind him responded solemnly.