Chapter 3: The Seriously Wounded

"Come again. ”

Jiang Changkong said again.

Zhou Wen nodded and shot again: "If you can't bear it, you just say." ”

Jiang Changkong nodded and slapped again, this time it was no problem.

The second palm, continue to carry, let the strength beat the body.

However, the iron cloth shirt did not move.

After five minutes of fighting, the iron cloth shirt finally moved.

20.7/40

Only 0.1 added?

He suddenly felt that it was better to be stabbed and come faster.

The pain also goes faster.

"Let's take a break. ”

Played until 21/40.

Jiang Changkong stopped, and he found that the more he was beaten, the slower he improved.

It started for five minutes, then seven minutes, then ten minutes.

And, with the beating, he will feel very tired, exhausted feeling, this damn body.

I have been playing for nearly half an hour until I reach 21, and if it goes on like this, it is difficult to improve, and he is too tired to do it.

Sitting on the ground, Jiang Changkong asked, "You say, Doctor Ziling, do you want to improve your treatment ability?"

"Yes, you shouldn't know that the Star Demon contains Star Stones in his body. ”

Zhou Wen thought for a moment and said, "Some star stones have mutated for some unknown reasons and have special abilities. ”

Jiang Changkong understood that these special abilities could be refined.

Ziling has obtained this healing ability, which needs to be constantly used, tempered, and fitted.

This ability has just been obtained, and it is not particularly powerful.

Some serious injuries cannot be treated, only minor wounds can be treated.

That's why a clinic is opened here, not in a martial arts school.

The group of guys in the martial arts school, no light or heavy, as soon as they hit their hands, the wound was so hot that it was not easy to treat.

"Star Demon. ”

Jiang Changkong touched his chin, the spirit of the Star Demon must be a lot.

"Don't think about it, seeing that your body is so weak, you will be sweating for a while, and you want to join the martial arts school, I don't know when. ”

Zhou Wen shook his head, this is not a blow, it is the truth.

Jiang Changkong nodded: "So, the sword is on the sidelines, or will you continue to be stabbed?"

Zhou Wen: "......"

You're the first person I've ever seen who dares to keep stabbing yourself with a knife.

If it weren't for seeing Jiang Changkong as normal, he would have wondered if there was a hole in his brain.

"Senior Sister Ziling, I won't agree. ”

Zhou Wen said helplessly: "Why are you so ruthless to yourself? If you can't come in a hurry to practice martial arts, you really can't do it, you can buy medicinal materials to quench your body, and you can also use strengthening liquids." ”

Jiang Changkong shook his head, medicinal herbs, I can't afford it.

Fortifying liquid, he can't afford it even more.

"The poor can only endure more hardships. ”

Jiang Changkong said: "Or, you and Doctor Ziling have a good word, I practice the iron cloth shirt, and she will improve her healing ability?"

Zhou Wen shook his head and rejected his request.

You don't suffer a lot, you don't hurt yourself.

"Keep practicing. Zhou Wen got up and said.

Jiang Changkong stood up, his body recovered a lot, and he could strengthen a little more.

This time, it wasn't until noon that he improved a little.

The two are also acquainted, Ziling's full name, Ji Ziling.

Ying Ji Clinic, each with a surname, as a signboard.

There is also a boss surnamed Ying, who is the senior sister that Zhou Wen wants to pursue.

Lunch, made by Ji Ziling, tastes very good.

After eating, Jiang Changkong did not rush to practice, but went to the vegetable market.

Now it is almost a world where all people are cultivating martial arts, and there is a great demand for meat.

Everyone loves fresh meat, so in the morning and afternoon, there is something fresh.

After walking around, he gained 2 more points of spirit, and he kept it.

Good steel is used on the blade, and when you are successful in your small success, you can directly upgrade to Dacheng.

I continued to exercise in the afternoon, and the result was improved by 0.5.

Iron cloth shirt: Xiaocheng 22.5/40.

Eating the dinner prepared by Ji Ziling, Jiang Changkong's heart moved: "Brother Wen, can I ask you for a favor?"

Zhou Wen looked up: "What's the busy? It's too difficult, I will refuse." ”

"It's not difficult, it's just that I want to be a butcher......"

"No, I can't. ”

Zhou Wen decisively refused.

Didn't you see, did Ji Ziling hide your dagger?

As a butcher?

Are you going to kill chickens and sheep, or do you want to wipe your neck?

Who's right?

For this kind of person who stabs himself at every turn, it is best to stay away from the murder weapon.

Ji Ziling glanced at him: "If you want to die, you can die somewhere else, don't smash my signboard." ”

Jiang Changkong explained: "No, I just want to find a job. ”

"If you are young, what kind of butcher should you be, so be it, you work in the shop with a monthly salary of three thousand. Zhou Wendao.

Ji Ziling nodded, no objection.

Without waiting for him to speak, Zhou Wen continued: "Moreover, do you think the butcher is good? ”

Jiang Changkong opened his mouth, and had to say, "Thank you." ”

After eating, Jiang Changkong went home and began to work at Yingji Clinic.

Zhou Wen helps him exercise every day, and Ji Ziling treats the wounded.

It's just that the wounded here are all skin injuries.

The most serious thing is that when I killed the fish, I gave it to myself, and I didn't leave much blood.

Jiang Changkong naturally didn't get the spirit.

Every day, I go to the vegetable market to hang out, and then practice iron cloth shirts.

Time flickered, and five days passed.

The iron cloth shirt is small enough to reach 25 o'clock.

The back is getting slower and slower, and the spirit is stored at 16 o'clock.

Jiang Changkong didn't stab himself again, and Ji Ziling didn't say anything, but he didn't have any enthusiasm.

He found a problem, Ji Ziling was relatively cold to him, as well as Zhou Wen.

Although it is not that kind of cold appearance, it carries a sense of alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away.

In the evening of that day, Jiang Changkong finished wiping the tables and chairs in the clinic, and Ji Ziling also packed up and prepared to leave.

Zhou Wen walked first.

"Doctor Ji. ”

A panicked scream came.

A woman, holding a middle-aged man covered in blood, walked in: "Doctor Ji, please save him." ”

Spirit +1+0.1......

The spirit and spirit are constantly mobilized, and this person's spirit and spirit have escaped a lot.

Ji Ziling hurriedly shook off the green light and submerged into the middle-aged man.

But the man was still bleeding, and a few green lights couldn't stop at all.

A few more green lights barely stopped the bleeding.

"He was so badly injured that I had to stabilize his condition and take him to the hospital immediately. Ji Ziling said.

"Thank you, Dr. Ji. ”

The woman hurriedly helped the middle-aged man up, but she was also tired, one leg was weak, and her body fell.

And the middle-aged man fell directly to the ground.

Ji Ziling hurriedly supported the woman, and Jiang Changkong held the middle-aged man dangerously and dangerously.

glanced at Ji Ziling strangely, it was obvious that this man was more seriously injured, and if he fell, he would die.

actually chose to help women.

"I carried him to the hospital. ”

Jiang Changkong picked up the middle-aged man on his back and ran out.

Ji Ziling followed behind, shook his hand with a green light, and submerged into the seriously injured man's body, helping to stabilize the injury.

"Thank you, thank you. "Women have been saying thank you.

trotted all the way to the hospital, but fortunately, he was in an iron cloth shirt, and there was no problem with his back.

It's just that he didn't walk for long, he felt tired, and as soon as he consumed, he felt sleepy.

Fortunately, the hospital was not far away, and as soon as Jiang Changkong arrived, a doctor came to help pick up the middle-aged man.

"Let's go. ”

Ji Ziling turned around and left.

Jiang Changkong shook his body, feeling tired.

The woman thanked her at the door: "Thank you, thank you so much." ”

"Go in and take care of him. Jiang Changkong dropped a sentence and followed Ji Ziling.

"He was injured by a cow, and you still want to be a butcher?"

Ji Ziling said suddenly.

"Just curious. Jiang Changkong smiled and didn't say much.

Ji Ziling didn't speak again.

The two separated, Jiang Changkong secretly wiped his sweat, tired.

But looking at the spirit, I couldn't help laughing:

"Not bad. ”

Five more points, and one person was saved.

At 21 o'clock, the person who was seriously injured just now escaped and came out at five o'clock.