Chapter 8: The Air Force (6)
The system trembled, but soon pretended to be calm, and felt very weak for the Mao system...
It's just when the system reconnects to the mercenary's gaze.
The system, which was originally very calm, suddenly coaxed again, and hid behind the wine in a gray way, and grabbed the feet of the liquor with small claws.
"Trash mortal, I feel like this mercenary is going to eat me."
The corner of Baijiu's eyes twitched: "Garbage system, you think too much, the ghost wants to eat you." ”
Hearing the four words garbage system, a certain system was not calm for a moment: "You garbage mortal, you are not allowed to call me garbage system." ”
Baijiu saw that the system was fried, and silently covered his mouth and snickered.
I didn't expect this garbage system to be angry one day, hmph, wasn't it quite cool to call a garbage mortal one by one before?
Just as Baijiu covered his mouth and snickered in his heart, the mercenary took Baijiu's hand and left.
"What are you doing?" Baijiu was stunned.
"Go find Emily and see if your wound is serious."
Baijiu looked at the wound on his foot as he walked: "Actually, you don't need to go to Emily, the wound is not big, I can deal with it myself." ”
Baijiu wanted to pull his hand out, but the mercenary didn't give her this opportunity, and held on tightly.
In this way, he grabbed Baijiu's hand and ran all the way to Emily's clinic.
When did Naib become so active and actually grabbed her hand, but it seemed that he was thinking too much, and people just wanted to take her to see the injury, huh.
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The two of them and a cat arrived at Emily's clinic without incident.
The clinic is not big, and when I entered from the door, there were some medical supplies, two beds, and when I first entered, I saw the doctor sitting on a chair and looking at the watch in his hand, and his expression didn't seem to be very good.
And today the doctor's outfit seems to have changed. Bai Bai carefully looked at the doctor's clothes, and the clothes didn't seem to change, as if the color had changed.
As if it had lost its color, it was only black and gray, and the nurse's hat on her head had changed from white to black.
This kind of doctor makes Baijiu very uncomfortable, although he only changes his clothes and people, but Baijiu always feels strange and can't say anything.
"Emily, what's going on with your outfit?" Baijiu asked tentatively.
The doctor sitting in the chair seemed to have only now realized that his clinic had arrived, put the watch in his hand on the table and stood up, and smiled at the liquor.
"How? Pretty good, right? ”
After the doctor finished speaking, he walked over to Baijiu and turned in a circle.
Look at the liquor with expectant eyes.
Baijiu coughed a few times in embarrassment: "Ahem, cough, cough... It's pretty good, but I still think the old one is for you. ”
When the doctor heard Baijiu say this, the smile on his face became even sweeter, and he automatically filtered out the last sentence of Baijiu.
In the blink of an eye, the doctor walked over to the mercenary again: "Naib, what do you think?" ”
As if he hadn't heard the doctor's words, the mercenary stretched out his finger and pointed to a hospital bed: "What's the matter with the person on that hospital bed?" ”
Hearing this, Baijiu also looked in the direction of the mercenary's finger.
I only saw that on the hospital bed, a thin figure was lying on it, covered by a white cloth, lying there quietly without any life.
The doctor was confused for a moment, apparently not expecting them to ask about the man in her bed.
But it was only for a moment, and he quickly concealed the confusion in his eyes and slowly walked to the side of the hospital bed.
The hand gently covered the mouth, and the hot liquid slowly flowed out of the eyes, sliding from the cheeks to the chin, and then dripping to the ground, knocking on people's hearts.